"Shrek Academy is pathetic! How did a mere Qianling Academy beat them into this state? Are all their main team members pigs?"
"Only one Soul King is leading their tournament team? Are all Shrek's other young Soul Masters dead? Where's Huo Yuhao? We want to see Huo Yuhao!"
"Holy shit, are we really getting an upset? Any brothers out there who bet on Qianling Academy winning? Fuck, that's straight to luxury clubs and young models, right to the pinnacle of life!"
Ling Luochеn gazed at the Thousand Strike Spear hurtling toward her team, then glanced at the many Reserve Team Members standing beside her, tense and braced for battle. A faint glimmer of tears flashed at the corners of her eyes.
You should never have had to shoulder this much pressure. You're still young. The next All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament should have been your stage to shine.
But because of that old fool's negligence, because of that old bastard's inaction, I'm the only one left of the original Shrek Seven Devils.
As a member of Shrek Academy and one of its seven main team members, Ling Luochеn might not have had Ma Xiaotao's fiery temper, but the pride in her heart was no less than anyone else's.
She could tolerate the people below the stage insulting Shrek Academy, but she could not tolerate them looking down on this tournament's main team members. She could not tolerate the reputations of her fallen companions being sullied!
Chen Zifeng, Xixi, Yao Haoxuan, Gongyang Mo, Dai Yueheng... One familiar name after another, one vivid smile after another flashed before her eyes.
Even memories of Ma Xiaotao, who had always been at odds with her, now sent waves of bitterness through her heart.
"I'm the only one left..." Ling Luochеn murmured.