The Turtle-Headed Little Wretch, You're Not Worthy to Be My Opponent!

Ye Han stood at the very back of the formation and unhurriedly summoned his Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul, still without releasing any Spirit Rings.

On the Shrek Team's side, Tang San and Xiao Wu stood at the front.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing stood in the middle.

Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun stood in the last row.

Tang San possessed two yellow, one purple, and one black Spirit Ring.

The other six all had four Spirit Rings: two yellow and two purple.

Seeing Ye Han standing at the rear of the team, Tang San felt even more assured. Ye Han would let Xie Yue and the others make the first move.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept toward Yu Xiaogang's direction as she thought to herself:

Xiaogang, you changed your formation again. Unfortunately, the championship will only belong to Spirit Hall. I only hope you do not lose too badly...

Yu Xiaogang looked toward the center of the arena with a grave expression.

The disparity in strength between the two teams was somewhat great.

Although he also yearned to lead his team to the championship, he lacked confidence.

Even now, the Spirit Hall Team had yet to reveal its true strength, and Ye Han was still there to hold the line.

Yu Xiaogang could only hope Tang San's plan would succeed.

Watching the situation on the field, Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat worried.

Among the fourteen people on the field, Ning Rongrong had the weakest combat strength and virtually no offensive ability.

The Spirit Hall Team had four Soul Kings. Any one of them could potentially injure Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi would never allow anyone to threaten her safety.

Before this match arrived, he had already spoken to Chen