"Draw lots!"
Jing Hongchen gave the order.
The four stepped forward in turn.
Bei Bei drew a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Compared with the previous tournament, where Ma Xiaotao's team had stopped at the round of sixteen, he had already done many times better. At least they had reached the final four. Yet Xuan Zi's instructions, the academy's expectations, and his close friend's betrayal had all tangled his heart into knots.
He swept his gaze over the people below.
Everyone from Shrek Academy watched him with tense faces. Even Xuan Zi, who was usually unshakably laid-back, had resisted pouring liquor down his throat and was gnawing on a chicken leg instead. Dean Xian Lin'er's face was full of expectation.
The Clear Sky Sect disciple beside him looked calm, though whether that came from confidence or something else, he couldn't tell.
Meanwhile, Xu Tianzhen, that fellow's younger sister, stood to one side looking smug. Win or lose, their Mingdu Soul Guidance Academy had already reaped a windfall, stepping over Shrek to qualify and enter the final four...
"Phew..."
He drew a deep breath and forced himself not to look at her.
Just then, Jing Hongchen's unhurried voice sounded beside him.
"Begin the draw!"
Jing Hongchen tossed four white balls into the sky.
Several figures sprang into the air, each catching one.
"First."
Xu Tianzhen pursed her lips.
Before Bei Bei could speak, the Clear Sky Sect disciple landed lightly beside him and said in a low voice, "First."
"..."
Bei Bei's heart instantly plunged into an ice cellar.
His eyes slowly closed.
There was no need to open his white ball. Their opponent was the most formidable presence in the entire tournament-the Great Demon King, the Sun Moon Imperial Academy.
And that was with that boy having yet to