Shrek Academy.
Sea God's Pavilion.
Mu En and Elder Zhuang sat together chatting, watching the tides rise and fall outside Sea God's Pavilion.
"Mu En, what place do you think those children from our Shrek Academy will take in this Soul Master Tournament?"
Elder Zhuang asked casually.
Mu En gave Elder Zhuang a long look, then smiled faintly. "At your age, are you still so determined to win?"
Elder Zhuang stroked his beard and laughed heartily. "Hahaha, I may be old, but my heart isn't. Even if I'm no longer young, my spirit still runs high. Besides, how many years has Shrek Academy held the championship in a row? If we fail to get a decent placing this time, I really would find it a little hard to accept."
"Oh, you."
Mu En shook his head helplessly. "My thoughts differ from yours. I think that as long as these children dare to fight, dare to battle, and dare to step into the arena, as long as they aren't cowards, that's enough.
"It's a competition. Participation is what matters. Why must they win the championship?
"I think this is an excellent trial for these children, one that can draw out their potential and help them grow quickly.
"I believe these seven children will lay the foundations for Shrek's next thousand years of glory. We should look farther ahead in life. A moment's gains and losses mean little. It takes ten years to hone a sword, and we must spend at least ten years making these seven children Shrek's future. Decades from now, they will be the ones sitting in Sea God's Pavilion."
"Later, tell Yan Shaozhe he can start preparing the celebration. Whatever place these children ultimately take, once they return from the Star Luo Empire, the deans of every department