As one of the foremost major events on the Douluo Continent, the continental elite soul master tournament remained immensely popular even after more than a dozen rounds.
Tickets to the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena were still almost impossible to come by.
As the dark horse of this year's soul master tournament, the Shrek Academy Team attracted considerable attention despite their nasty dispositions and rotten character.
Today, however, the spectators at the Great Soul Arena looked at the Shrek Team on the competition stage with bewilderment written all over their faces.
First, there was their lineup. After the Skywater Academy Team had pinned the Shrek Team to the ground and rubbed their faces in the dirt yesterday, they had fielded four different members today.
That much, the spectators could understand.
What puzzled them were the three members lying on stretchers on the competition stage. They had absolutely no idea why the Shrek Team had brought those three injured members along.
Those three injured members were very familiar to the spectators.
They were the Shrek Team's main fighters: Tang San, who possessed a ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring, and the two Soul Ancestors, Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai.
It was not just the spectators who could not understand this scene. Thunder Academy, the Shrek Team's opponent today, could not understand it either.
"If you don't have enough people, just forfeit. What are you bringing stretchers up here for?"
Yu Tianxin, captain of the Thunder Academy Team, asked with a face dark with exasperation.
"What do you mean, not enough people? Aren't there seven of us? Do the tournament rules say you can only compete standing up, not lying down?"
Tang Xuanwei planted both hands on her hips and spoke with fierce defiance.
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