Gathering!

"Mubai! Fatty!"

Tang San's pupils contracted as he watched the flashing arcs of electricity approach. He abruptly tightened the Blue Silver Grass around the two men's waists, then released it. The momentum of the pull kept them from being struck by Thunderous Might's electric arcs at the first possible moment.

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Having dodged the first wave of attacks, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun did not hesitate. They immediately launched ranged attacks to contend with Yu Tianheng's Thunderous Might. Among the Shrek Seven Monsters, aside from Tang San and his hidden weapons, only the two of them possessed long-range attack capabilities!

Thunderous Might, empowered by Thunderclap Fury, was truly devastating. Even the specially constructed spirit-fighting arena floor could not withstand its violent force. Sand and stone shattered, bricks burst apart, and Yu Tianheng involuntarily eased the flow of his Soul Power.

It was not because he had heard his team leader's voice, but because not far from him lay Dugu Yan, sprawled on the ground without the slightest ability to resist!

Yu Tianheng usually had excellent control over his Soul Power. Even with area attacks, he would never injure his own teammates. But he was now close to the end of his strength. The slightest lapse in control could hurt Dugu Yan!

"Good chance! Mubai!"

A golden gleam flashed in Tang San's eyes. Enduring the pain, he broke off a fragment from one of the Eight Spider Lances on his back and let out a low roar toward Dai Mubai in the air.

Their long partnership allowed Dai Mubai to immediately understand Tang San's intent. Without hesitation, he unleashed his first and third spirit skills. Bathed in white light, he gave up flying and charged directly at Yu Tianheng!

"White Tiger Shield, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Bang!

His right arm, wrapped in white light, collided with Yu Tianheng's dragonized right arm. Their violent Soul Power erupted with astonishing impact. A thin stream of blood trickled from Yu Tianheng's mouth, and madness flickered in his eyes.

"Thunderclap Dragon Claw!"

"Scatter!"

Facing the lightning Dragon Claw at point-blank range, Dai Mubai ignored Tang San's furious shout from behind him. Instead, he pressed his hands together before his chest. After a thunderous boom, Yu Tianheng felt his fingers touch something warm, while his right arm was held firmly in place!

"Hehe... how could I let you steal all the glory?"

Dai Mubai's face beneath his mask was somewhat pale, and his voice was low. A massive bloody hole had appeared in his chest, yet he seemed completely oblivious to it. Both hands remained tightly clamped around Yu Tianheng's dragonized arm!

"Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons, Batwing Reincarnation!"

Taking a deep breath, Tang San sent the Eight Spider Lance fragment in his hand flying as though it possessed a will of its own. It traced a graceful arc through the air and lightly sliced open Yu Tianheng's throat, drawing a faint line of blood.

Yu Tianheng released his dragonized state. The backlash from Thunderclap Fury caused him to drop to one knee on the arena.

Batwing Reincarnation had not seriously injured him; it had only broken his skin. Yet that fragment was firmly embedded beside Dugu Yan's throat!

"Imperial Battle Team concedes!"

Those six words were crystal clear amid his low roar. Yu Tianheng pounded the ground heavily in bitter unwillingness. This was a defeat unlike any he had ever suffered!

The Grandmaster, Flender, and the others watching the match openly let out sighs of relief. Looking at Yu Tianheng's unwilling expression, the Grandmaster's eyes held a trace of pity.

On the other side, Qin Ming hurriedly called for people to bring stretchers and carry his team members back. The moment the match ended, Tang San had gone to the Imperial Battle Team and used the Eight Spider Lances to draw out the remaining poison from their bodies.

"Thousand-Handed Asura, is it? We'll meet again!"

Yu Tianheng glared fixedly at Tang San's mask before leaving the spirit-fighting arena with Dugu Yan supporting him.

This place now belonged to the Shrek Seven Monsters!

Other than certain people who had lost their entire fortunes, everyone else cheered for Shrek's brilliant performance!

Supporting one another, the Shrek Seven Monsters returned to the lounge, making no effort to hide their exhaustion.

Although almost none of them besides Dai Mubai and Tang San had been injured, the depletion of Soul Power and physical stamina made them desperate to enjoy a grand feast!

In the end, this feast was paid for by the "sucker"—their senior, the Imperial Battle Team's leading teacher, a Shrek Academy graduate, and the continent's second-youngest Soul Emperor, Qin Ming!

"Come on! Cheers!"

Acting completely unlike herself, Ning Rongrong held up a huge wine cup, pulled Zhu Zhuqing's arm over her shoulder, and raised the cup to force wine down Zhu Zhuqing's throat.

Zhu Zhuqing was already somewhat out of it. She was not someone who enjoyed drinking, and after just a few cups, she was practically done for.

Meanwhile, because of his injuries, Dai Mubai could not drink wildly even after receiving some simple treatment. He could only watch helplessly as everyone drank themselves senseless.

Tang San already looked dazed, and Xiao Wu had collapsed as well. After someone brought up the notion of using one chicken to lay eggs, even Flender and the others took the chance to treat themselves at Qin Ming's expense.

"Huh? You don't drink?" Ning Rongrong released the unconscious Zhu Zhuqing, carrying her wine cup over to Haiming.

To her, this sort of wine was merely a beverage mixed with a little alcohol. She would be fine even after several more barrels.

"No. First, I'm only here for a free meal. Second, I really don't like drinking."

Haiming took a sip of tea and explained with a smile.

Whether in his previous life or this one, he had never liked alcohol. He could even avoid a single drop outside of banquets.

Alcohol numbed the nerves. Sometimes, after drinking, you had no idea what astonishing things you might do!

Take Tang San over there, for example. He usually seemed ordinary, yet a closer look revealed depths without end. Now, however, he resembled a dazed child, completely lacking the ruthlessness and decisiveness of Thousand-Handed Asura on the battlefield.

Therefore, Haiming had decided that no matter the circumstances, he would never touch alcohol!

Over there, the Grandmaster returned after finishing his lesson for his nephew. Seeing Zhao Wuji and Flender drunk beyond recognition, helplessness flashed through his eyes.

But when his gaze fell on the Shrek Seven Monsters, it became filled with satisfaction and pride.

After all, they were students he had taught. They had fought opponents above their level so beautifully!

If Dai Mubai had not risked his life to ensure Tang San had the chance to strike at the end, Yu Tianheng would never have been able to injure Dai Mubai.

In other words, the Shrek Seven Monsters could be said to have defeated their opponents this time without suffering any real losses!

"What?!"

Just as the Grandmaster was sighing with emotion, Ning Rongrong at the other end of the table tightly gripped a Jade Pendant, while clutching a letter in her other hand!

Since Haiming did not know whether her temperament had changed, he had naturally come prepared. He would not feel dishonorable for ambushing a girl his age—or perhaps even younger than him.

That letter had been written by Ning Fengzhi. It concisely explained the situation and pointed out that Haiming, the one delivering the Jade Pendant, was "worthy of trust," so Ning Rongrong would not misunderstand.

"But... Uncle Ning, I think this has made her a little too excited."

Haiming could not help touching the bridge of his nose as he watched Ning Rongrong singing and dancing before him.

This girl could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, yet she was drunk after two cups once she got the Jade Pendant?

Was this what they meant by wine not intoxicating a person, but the person intoxicating herself?

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