After the Battle, Shrek at the End of the Road

"What kind of trash is this? You actually had the nerve to bring it out? Tang San, you really can't stop eating shit!"

Other than Tang San himself, who in the world knew his hidden weapons better than anyone?

The answer was Wang Tianyi, who had fought him countless times!

Back at Notting Academy, Tang San had repeatedly tried to use hidden weapons to secure victory. Yet without exception, Tang San had suffered crushing defeats, and his path of hidden weapons had been thoroughly scorned by Wang Tianyi.

Before Wang Tianyi's staff techniques, Tang San's hidden weapons were hardly worth mentioning. If Tang San had managed to create something like Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus or Guanyin's Tears, Wang Tianyi might have taken him more seriously. But with Tang San's current wealth and resources, crafting such things was simply impossible. Even the Dragon Whisker Needle had only come into Tang San's possession through a fortunate coincidence. What use could such a thing possibly have?

At most, it could break through Wang Tianyi's Soul Power defenses—but Wang Tianyi had been guarding against that all along!

The battle grew increasingly intense. A thick layer of hidden weapons now covered the ground beneath Wang Tianyi's feet. Tang San did not have much Soul Power left, so he gave up on thrown weapons and brought out his current masterpiece: the Godly Zhuge Crossbow!

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow possessed tremendous penetrating power, enough to pierce the carapace of a two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider. Yet even the shell of a twenty-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider was far less durable than the Golden Cudgel. What Wang Tianyi held was Divine Iron, not some ordinary staff.

There would always come a moment when the crossbow bolts ran out. When the Godly Zhuge Crossbow in Tang San's hands let out a crisp mechanical click, Wang Tianyi knew that the balance between attack and defense had shifted!

"Looks like you don't have any more tricks left! Then prepare for another defeat!"

Wang Tianyi thrust his staff forward. The Golden Cudgel was not a spear and had no sharp spearhead, but its crushing weight was enough to rob someone of their fighting ability in an instant! Killing was inappropriate in the Spirit Arena, so the kindhearted Wang Tianyi only intended to smash Tang San's ribs. He was practically a saint seen once in a century!

"You fell for it!"

As Wang Tianyi charged straight toward him, a triumphant smile appeared on Tang San's face! With a flick of both hands, he launched six golden flashes at Wang Tianyi! This was Tang San's limit. The Dragon Whisker Needles were immensely powerful, but they consumed too much Soul Power. He no longer expected to win this battle, but if he could make Wang Tianyi suffer badly with the Dragon Whisker Needles, that alone would count as a victory for Tang San.

"Really?"

Facing the Dragon Whisker Needles, whose aura was entirely different from ordinary hidden weapons, Wang Tianyi did not panic in the slightest. With his extraordinary control over his body, he forcibly stopped in his tracks.

"Grow, grow, grow!"

Under everyone's stunned gazes, the Golden Cudgel in Wang Tianyi's hand suddenly expanded at an astonishing speed! In the blink of an eye, it had exceeded ten meters in height and become so thick that several grown men would be needed to encircle it! Before Wang Tianyi, the Golden Cudgel was a wall—a completely indestructible wall! Tang San's Dragon Whisker Needles came with tremendous force, but the instant the six needles struck the Golden Cudgel, crisp clanging sounds rang out repeatedly. Not a single scratch appeared on the Golden Cudgel. The Dragon Whisker Needles lost their empowered force and fell to the ground, finally curling into golden pellets one after another.

At this point, the result of the match was obvious. Tang San had gone all out. Other than his Ringless Clear Sky Hammer, which weighed a mere five hundred jin and was of little use, he had revealed every trump card he possessed. Yet the outcome had not changed.

Wang Tianyi was not surprised. He lightly pushed the Golden Cudgel before him, and it toppled over like a colossal pillar supporting the heavens. Tang San, whose Soul Power had been exhausted, rolled across the ground in a sorry state and barely avoided the Golden Cudgel's attack. But when he raised his head, all he saw was Wang Tianyi's foot. The size-42 foot grew larger and larger in his vision. In the end, Tang San was kicked out of the Spirit Arena by Wang Tianyi in an exceptionally humiliating manner.

A careful look would reveal a slight depression in Tang San's chest. Wang Tianyi had not held back with that kick, and Tang San was seriously injured.

"The match is over! Imperial Fighting Team wins!"

This highly anticipated match had finally ended, and the audience erupted into thunderous applause. Although the overall strength of the Shrek Seven Monsters was far below that of the Imperial Fighting Team, that youngster called Thousand Hands Asura had still delivered an incredibly spectacular battle. Unfortunately, before an absolute gap in strength, such methods became insignificant.

Tang San nearly fainted on the spot below the stage. Oscar and Ning Rongrong hurriedly helped him up. Looking at Wang Tianyi's indifferent face in the Spirit Arena, Tang San was overwhelmed by anxiety and anger. His blood churned within him, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Both fortunate and pathetic was the fact that Tang San had become accustomed to losing to Wang Tianyi, to the point that the unwillingness in his heart was no longer quite so intense.

"We lost..."

Flender slumped weakly in his seat in the audience. Everything was over. Shrek Academy had completely gone bankrupt! Tomorrow, they would have to sleep on the streets. The day after, they would have to live beneath bridges. The academy he had painstakingly built over half a lifetime had vanished in the blink of an eye.

But what could he say? Could he blame the academy's little monsters? These children had already done their best—he could see that as their dean. Besides, Tang San had even used such lethal methods. If anyone was to blame, it could only be that their enemy was too strong.

"Imperial Fighting Team... what an Imperial Fighting Team! They truly are geniuses from Heaven Dou Royal Academy..."

Flender had been dealt such a heavy blow that he even began to doubt himself. Zhao Wuji's expression was equally grim. The only one who differed was Yu Xiaogang.

"Flender, what are you panicking for? Though the little monsters lost this match, they have already demonstrated their strength! If the academy is gone, then it's gone. We can move somewhere else!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth as he tried to comfort him. Shrek Academy's defeat had an unavoidable impact on his plans. He had originally intended to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy as a victor, using the resources they provided to help the Shrek Seven Monsters improve their strength and establish themselves within the academy, then fight for a spot in the Soul Master Tournament. But things were different now. Heaven Dou Royal Academy would most likely still not reject them, but the resources they received would certainly be far fewer.

"Xiao Gang, you mean..."

"Let's go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy! With the strength of our Shrek Academy, they won't reject us! It has a cultivation environment suitable for the children, and the academy's teachers can also find a suitable place to retire."

"All right, I'll listen to you..."

Flender was still burdened with sorrow. Looking at the laughing, cheerful Imperial Fighting Team in the Spirit Arena below, he suddenly began to feel that the ideals he had held for so many years might have been wrong.

"Let's check on the little monsters first! Their injuries must be serious! The Imperial Fighting Team's support-type Soul Master possesses the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul, an exceptionally powerful healing-type Martial Soul. Since they were the ones who injured our people, they have an obligation to treat the little monsters!"

Yu Xiaogang stood up with his hands behind his back. Beside him, Flender and Zhao Wuji did not realize there was anything improper about this at all.

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Fighting Team's lounge, Qin Ming had been waiting for quite some time.