Shrek Academy. Sea God Pavilion.
"Mu En, are we really not sending anyone over?"
"Tomorrow, they'll be facing opponents with three Soul Kings."
Standing before Mu En was Cai Mei'er, vice dean of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department.
Mu En smiled faintly. "Did you want to ask me this, or did Shaozhe send you?"
Cai Mei'er answered honestly, "It was Shaozhe's idea."
Mu En chuckled. "I knew it was him."
"I've said this before: don't place so much importance on that championship. Didn't they win their first three matches beautifully? Weren't those matches interesting?"
"How long has it been since our Shrek Academy fought matches like these, where we had to tread so carefully and rack our brains to win?"
"Xuan Zi has a good eye. Not one of the people he chose is a coward. If we sent people over, would these children still be driven to unleash their full potential and fight?"
"Don't underestimate the potential people can unleash when forced into a desperate corner. In my view, even holding a victory banquet for them in the next couple of days would be a little premature. Those three Soul Kings might not be able to stop these little fellows."
Cai Mei'er said in surprise, "Mu En, you actually think so highly of them?"
Mu En smiled faintly. "Because I understand them better than you do. You'll understand in the future. Go."
"Yes."
Early morning.
After breakfast, all seven members of Shrek Academy's Reserve Team had gathered in the meeting room.
After yesterday's rest, every one of them looked refreshed and full of energy.
Their expressions, however, were far from relaxed. In fact, every one of them looked somewhat grave.
Today's match would undoubtedly be their hardest since arriving to compete in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy