"It's him!"
The exclamation wasn't loud, but everyone from Shrek was close enough to hear it.
Dai Mubai was the first to turn. Following Tang San's gaze, his expression instantly darkened.
Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Ning Rongrong looked over one after another, and every face changed dramatically in that instant.
"It's him... it really is him." Dai Mubai's voice was low, his fists clenching involuntarily.
That night outside Shrek Academy in Suotuo City a year ago-the bolt of lightning descending from the sky, the terrifying force of the kick that had sent him flying dozens of yards, the youth who had crushed the combined Seven Monsters without using a single spirit ring or soul skill.
He remembered that face all too clearly. Countless times over the past year, he had recalled that scene in the dead of night, and every time, it was like a thorn piercing his heart.
Now that face was right there in the opposite stands, less than a hundred paces away.
Xiao Wu's expression shifted, and she instinctively shrank behind Tang San.
She remembered that night clearly. He had merely pressed lightly against the back of her neck, and her vision had gone black as she fainted.
That speed, that strength-they were on an entirely different plane from her Teleportation.
Oscar swallowed, his voice a little dry. "What's he doing here?"
Ma Hongjun nearly lost control of his Phoenix Flame. Only after considerable effort did he suppress it, his face full of wariness. "Don't tell me he's competing in the Finals too?"
"If he is, and we run into him, we won't stand a chance."
"He was already that strong over a year ago. A year later, he'll only be stronger."
Ning Rongrong's hand paused around her teacup before she took a sip as