Apology

Wu Feng, lying facedown on the hospital bed, turned her head to the side. Ning Tian speared a bright red, translucent little tomato and held it before her. Wu Feng parted her red lips and swallowed it in one bite.

Ning Tian chided, "You, honestly. Your temper is just too stubborn. When you knew you couldn't win, you should have stopped."

Wu Feng let out an indignant breath, but ultimately said nothing.

"I've cut up all the fruit and placed it by your bed. If anything happens, don't force yourself. Call the medical staff nearby," Ning Tian instructed anxiously, afraid Wu Feng would let her bullheaded temper flare up again.

Wu Feng answered in a muffled voice, "I know."

Inside Mu Jin's office, Mu Feng and the other two stood before her.

"Tomorrow is the final day of the elimination rounds. The other teams entering the top four alongside you are Huo Yuhao from Class One, Dai Huabin from Class Five, and Huang Chutian from Class Seven."

"You especially need to watch out for the teams from Class Five and Class Seven," Mu Jin warned them seriously. "Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu from his team possess martial souls corresponding to the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and Hell Spirit Cat of the first-generation Shrek Seven Monsters. The two of them are very likely capable of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of the Lan sisters from Class Seven is also not to be underestimated. Their unusual hair martial souls are extremely troublesome, and one careless move could get you caught. Your journey has gone far too smoothly so far. Don't let your guard down at the final moment."

"Yes."

"Good. I believe in you as well. Mu Feng, stay behind. Qiu Li and Ning Tian, you two