The square before the Papal Hall fell quiet again.
Healing Soul Masters entered one after another and helped the two teams out of the wreckage to the sidelines. Tang San's meridians had suffered the worst damage, and muscles in his right arm were torn in several places. Fortunately, Ice and Fire Body Tempering had made his body far stronger than an ordinary person's. His injuries looked frightening, but they had not damaged his foundation.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue had suffered the backlash of their fusion, while the lava armor on Yan's arms had shattered completely.
Bai Jin crouched in front of the three of them.
"Want to go over what happened?"
Yan did not even open his eyes. "Can you let me catch my breath first?"
"True geniuses don't need to catch their breath."
Leaning against a stretcher, Hu Liena gave a weak laugh. "Teacher, we lost."
"I saw."
"You're not angry?"
Bai Jin gave it serious thought.
"A little."
All three looked at him.
"You smashed the stage to pieces, and you spilled my juice."
Xie Yue closed his eyes. He did not want to deal with him.
Bai Jin stood with a smile.
"It was one loss. Figure out which slash was slow and which punch was weak, then fix them when you get back. You're all in your twenties. Surely losing to a bunch of teenagers won't leave you afraid to sleep with the lights off?"
Yan's eyes flew open. "Who's afraid?"
"Good. Sounds like you can handle extra training."
Bai Jin nodded in satisfaction.
Yan suddenly wished he had stayed unconscious.
On the other side, the Shrek Seven Devils had already received another round of treatment.
Supported by Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai, Tang San walked up to the Papal Hall. The other six stood