Star Luo City, tournament rest area.
As time passed, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Duel Tournament had entered its final stages.
Shrek Academy's representative team, that peculiar squad made up of reserves, had fought their way through every round, torn through the round-robin stage, and advanced into the semifinals.
Their style stood apart from every other team: they threw Flash Pods before summoning their martial souls; they mounted heavy machine guns before casting soul skills; they never clashed head-on in team fights, relying instead on terrain division, vision suppression, and tactical flanking.
At that moment, the lounge's large screen was playing a recording of the other semifinal. Their opponents were—the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy.
On-screen, the Sun Moon team members were covered from head to toe in densely packed Soul Tool cannon barrels.
"Fire!!" At captain Ma Rulong's command, Soul Tool beams poured down like a torrential rain, instantly swallowing their opponents.
"This is the power of Soul Tool technology..." Wang Yan watched the screen with a grave expression. "With such dense firepower coverage, even a Soul Emperor wouldn't be able to withstand it. This is the strongest opponent we'll face."
Yet the seven reserve members sitting on the sofa reacted rather... indifferently.
"That's it?" Xu Sanshi cracked sunflower seeds, pointing at the screen with a disdainful look. "Standing still and firing? Are they live targets? They call this firepower coverage? Have you never seen the Tyrant spray bullets with a Gatling gun in Resident Evil, or G3 William throwing shipping containers around?"
He Caitou also shook his head and offered a professional assessment. "Their Soul Tools may be powerful, but their cooldowns are too long, and they lack mobility. If it were me, I'd throw a concussion grenade at them, then seal off the route with an