"Nice work, Fatty!" Dai Mubai came over and hooked an arm around Ma Hongjun's shoulders, helping hold him up.
To show off, the fellow had drained his Soul Power all over again. His injuries had only received basic treatment, and he was barely keeping himself upright now.
"Hiss... hmph! Of course! Once your Brother Jun makes his move, you know whether he's got the goods." Ma Hongjun puffed out his chest and thumped it confidently.
"All right, don't get too full of yourself. Don't forget everyone else." Tang San urged Ma Hongjun to rein himself in. Although the match had looked like Ma Hongjun's one-man show, without the others, he would never have lasted until that final clash.
"Exactly. Without this young lady's support, could you have overpowered Blazing Fire Academy's killing move, Fatty?" Ning Rongrong declared that she deserved at least forty percent of the credit for Ma Hongjun's achievement.
"Absolutely! It was all thanks to everyone, especially our brilliant and mighty Rongrong, that we defeated Blazing Fire Academy." Ma Hongjun shamelessly heaped praise on them.
Such a handsome face was utterly wasted on that shameless expression, and it had everyone laughing.
Talking and laughing, Tang San and the others returned to the academy to rest and prepare for their next match.
"Third Brother, the Blazing Fire Academy you supported lost." Xue Luochuan propped his cheek on his hand, his tone hard to read.
"Against Shrek, that's hardly surprising. Still, they really exceeded my expectations. This was the first time the protective barrier was activated in this tournament."
Xue Haicang did not look angry; he merely marveled at how far Shrek exceeded the norm.
He had never expected Tang San's Blue Silver Grass to be immune to fire, and that Ma Hongjun was another formidable talent with tremendous potential.