As for team battles, although they did not let Chen Ping bring his combat strength to bear as effectively as one-on-one matches, his divine strength still had room to shine.
Instead, in the two-two-three format, however powerful Chen Ping was, he could only determine the outcome of one match. If they lost the other two, Shrek would still have to slink home with its tail between its legs.
All one could say was that this was a wonderful misunderstanding born of an information gap.
Seeing Bei Bei return, Chen Ping took a deep breath, tapped his fingers against the sofa's armrest, and gave his upcoming arrangements one final consideration.
Tang Yaolei was the most unusual Soul King at Zhengtian Academy. In terms of sheer terrifying attack power, he even surpassed Ye Wuqing, but his weaknesses were equally obvious.
Yet precisely because of his unusual nature, this fellow would most likely be singled out to take one match. That was their opportunity.
Whether it was Jiang Nannan's Instant Teleportation combined with Invincible Golden Body or Xu Sanshi's Xuanming Displacement, both were well suited to handling an opponent who had no tricks beyond firing five ferocious arrows.
And so, Chen Ping soon finished dividing them into groups.
Jiang Nannan and Xu Sanshi absolutely could not be in the same group. Only this way could he ensure that either the first or second group would reliably secure a point if they ran into Tang Yaolei.
At this, Xu Sanshi immediately pulled a long face and wanted to clown around, but they had little time left.
Wu Feng stood up and cracked her fingers with a series of sharp pops. The proud look with which she had looked down on the crowd at the academy appeared in her eyes again.
"Let's go, Senior Xu.