Shrek Academy!
Inside a simple wooden cabin!
By the time Tang San woke up, it was already the next day. He struggled to sit up, every bone and muscle in his body aching as if torn apart. His face in particular felt swollen and itchy.
"Damn, that hurts!"
"Damn Su Chen! How could Blue Silver Grass evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor and still fail to withstand those flames?"
"And how long was I unconscious? My whole body hurts now. Why does my butt hurt too?"
Hearing the movement inside, Oscar pushed open the door. Seeing that Tang San was awake, he called out to the others outside, "Tang San is awake."
Before long, a group of injured, exhausted people entered the room.
Dai Mubai was wrapped in bandages from head to toe, while Ma Hongjun's face was terribly pale, his body weakened by the poison. Tailong and Jing Ling were in much the same condition.
Flender came in last, his expression extremely grim.
He had originally hoped to use this Soul Master Tournament to let his little monsters achieve a good ranking and make a name for themselves. But now, not only had they lost their very first match, every one of them had been seriously injured and would be unable to fight again anytime soon.
Flender gave a bitter laugh. "It's good that Tang San is awake. Focus on recovering. There's still a month left in the preliminary round of the Soul Master Tournament. You'll still have chances to compete."
"Mubai, Hongjun, Oscar, Tang San, you're still young. Treat this Soul Master Tournament as an experience. The next tournament will be your true chance to make a name for yourselves."
Dai Mubai curled up in the corner, his eyes vacant.
There would be no next time for him.