Brother Lin, I'll Help You

Qin Ming stood at the edge of the Soul Arena Platform, both hands clenched around the railing at his side.

His body trembled, his lips pressed into a thin line, while the same words churned endlessly in his throat.

Nothing must happen. Nothing must happen...

Yu Tianheng was a student he had taught.

Shrek Academy's Resounding Name was Dean Flender's disciple. No matter which of them was seriously injured, he would never forgive himself.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the other side, both hands gripping the railing before him tightly.

His knuckles had turned white, his nails digging into the metal railing and leaving several deep marks.

His gaze was fixed on the center of the Soul Arena Platform and had not shifted for even a moment.

Ye Lin was his disciple. He had been by his side since he was six years old, and they had never been apart. Yu Xiaogang had practically treated him as his own son.

Yu Tianheng was his nephew, the next heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the only son of his elder brother.

A child he had watched grow up.

Neither of them getting hurt was something he wanted to see.

His breathing was heavier than usual, and the rise and fall of his chest grew faster and faster.

Tang San stood at the entrance to the lounge corridor, leaning sideways against the doorframe as he watched the scene on the Soul Arena Platform.

There was little expression on his face, and a faint curve even rested at the corner of his lips. A thought silently passed through his mind.

"In my previous life, Xiao Wu was severely injured by the Shi brothers' turtle-shell attack during the match against the Imperial Fighting Team, and all of the Shrek Seven Devils flew