(I spent the Qixi Festival with my girlfriend. Extra update tomorrow!)
"Yuhao, it's actually the Two-Two-Three Battle Formation! Even if you can win one match yourself, what are we supposed to do about the other two? Remember, they have three Soul Kings. There's bound to be a Soul King fighting in every one of those three matches!"
When he saw that the draw had selected the Two-Two-Three Battle Formation, Wang Yan felt a buzz in his head, and his mind went completely blank.
How were they supposed to fight this? Against Zhengtian Academy's team, backed by three Soul Kings, they could win one match at most, couldn't they?
It was over. Truly over. The faint hope Wang Yan had still harbored crumbled into despair. He slumped against his chair, as though every ounce of strength had been drained from his body.
"Children, listen to me." Gritting his teeth, Wang Yan forced himself to stand and looked earnestly at the youngsters before him. "Let's concede. If we don't take the stage, we can at least call it a strategic concession and keep the enemy from fully figuring us out."
But the corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Teacher Wang, aren't you conceding a little too early? I can tell you that they've been fooling you all along. Even if we're the Reserve Team, our fighting strength isn't something an ordinary academy can compare with."
"Big Brother Bei Bei, and you too, Xu Sanshi-don't think I don't know what you've been hiding. I, Huo Yuhao, can thump my chest and say I've never received a single favor from Shrek Academy, but you two had better put your backs into it this time. Bring out your true strength and uphold this so-called honor of Shrek Academy!"
Bei Bei and