Hard to Keep It Together

All of their plans had revolved around Tang Wuling. They never would have dreamed of this.

Class Zero's true trump card had never been Tang Wuling's monstrous strength, but this captain who had always stood by, slacking off as support.

No one had seen how he made his move, yet the entire team had been crippled just like that.

Inside VIP Box No. 1.

Zhang Zhenpeng's composure completely shattered. All the certainty and arrogance on his face vanished, and his voice trembled as he couldn't help snarling,

"What's going on?! Why did this happen?! What are they doing?!"

Long Huan Tian raised a hand to stop him, signaling for him to calm down, but how could he possibly sit still?

The Sea-Land Team, the team with the best chance of competing for an inner academy slot, had lost so inexplicably and without any ability to fight back. He could no longer maintain the composed bearing of an academy head.

Without another word, he turned and strode out of the VIP box, intending to personally seek out Eastsea Academy's team leader and demand an explanation.

Chen An's expression remained calm as he turned and leisurely walked off the arena.

As he passed the front row of the stands, he casually glanced sideways.

The Shrek student in casual clothes who had deliberately come to watch the match was already gone.

The members of Class Zero walked shoulder to shoulder with Chen An out through the stadium's competitor passage. Having just finished a peak battle, none of them showed the slightest fatigue. Instead, they looked relaxed and at ease.

"Now that the match is over, we can finally relax. What are we eating later?"

Xie Xie rubbed his stomach, his face full of anticipation.

"Anything is fine," Gu Yue said indifferently.

Xu Xiaoyan