The spectators fell silent for a moment when they saw how unusual this exhibition match was.
The Shrek Academy team members exchanged glances, their faces full of confusion. Their opponents actually dared to send out only two people.
Ye Xinglan remained expressionless. She knew what had happened yesterday. Yu Yuanlong had not explained their opponents' methods at all, and she would not bring it up either.
Ziyang said nothing. He merely raised a hand, gave them a thumbs-up, then pointed at the ground.
In an instant, nearly every Shrek Academy student flushed red with anger.
Na'er tilted her little head and summoned the Silver Dragon Spear. The spear tip drew a small circle through the air before her. Silver light solidified within the circle for an instant, then dispersed.
"Only seven? That's a bit few. Against people like you, I could take on ten."
The wind swept through the center of the arena, kicking up a thin veil of dust.
The nine of them faced off from fifty meters apart. One side stood in a formation of seven, while the other formed a line of two.
The buzzing in the stands gradually faded as everyone waited.
The referee stood at the edge of the field, looked at the seven people on his left, then the two on his right, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
In twenty years of officiating, he had never seen a matchup like this.
"Begin!"
Before his words had even faded, Ziyang moved. With a disdainful tone, he said, "You don't even understand the gap in strength, yet you want to challenge me?"
He lightly flicked a finger through the air. His third Soul Ring lit up, and a pale pink halo spread outward beneath his feet.
Threads.
This was his most commonly used ability,