Just then, Dai Mubai stepped forward with supreme confidence.
He strode resolutely ahead, passing Tang San beside him, then the composed Flender and the burly Zhao Wuji, to stand alone at the very front of the Shrek Academy group.
In the lingering glow of the sunset, Dai Mubai's figure seemed especially imposing, like an insurmountable mountain.
Dai Mubai bowed deeply to Her Holiness Pope Bibi Dong on the raised platform, his movements graceful and fluid.
He raised his head, a soft, feminine, enigmatic smile curling his lips, and spoke in a sultry voice. "Your Holiness, our Shrek Academy defeated the formidable Star Luo Academy in today's match. According to the rules of the Star Luo Empire, having defeated Dai Weisi, I, as an imperial prince, now have priority in the succession. In other words, in the near future, I will become the emperor of the Star Luo Empire."
At this point, Dai Mubai tilted his head slightly and turned his profound gaze toward Tang San beside him.
His eyes brimmed with complicated emotions: recognition and admiration for Tang San, as well as hopes and dreams for their future together.
Then Dai Mubai continued, "Given the relationship between the Star Luo Empire and Spirit Hall, I hope Your Holiness will do me the honor of letting little San off today. If I become the emperor of the Star Luo Empire someday, I will remember Spirit Hall's kindness today."
"Mubai, you..."
After hearing Dai Mubai's words, a glimmer of hope flickered in Tang San's eyes.
After all, who would want to die if they could survive?
Chrysanthemum Douluo reacted as swiftly as lightning. His palm lashed out, whipping up a fierce gust as he slapped Dai Mubai hard enough to send him flying.
Dai Mubai's body traced an arc through the air