This was a truly textbook, high-quality Soul Fighting match in which both sides had given their all.
Atop the Imperial City walls, Xu Jiawei rose to his feet and applauded softly, admiration in his eyes as he looked at both sides.
Soon, as though contagious, the applause spread from the city walls and swelled into an unbroken wave, growing ever more enthusiastic and resounding.
Whether it was Shrek's seasoned strategy at the outset, Blood Wolf's understanding of victory without winning and his self-restraint, or the rationality, cooperation, decisiveness, and sacrifice both sides had displayed, all had added considerably to this Soul Fighting match.
One look at the unconscious He Caitou and Jiang Nannan was enough for anyone to know that they had not failed Shrek's glory.
These two youngsters from the Reserve Team had already done everything within their power to the very best of their ability.
At that moment, Chen Ping looked at He Caitou, whose brows remained tightly furrowed despite his unconsciousness, and Jiang Nannan, whose face bore an unwillingness to accept defeat, and drew a deep breath.
Bei Bei also walked over then. Looking at the unconscious pair, he silently clenched his fists.
"We'll win back Caitou and Jiang Nannan's share too."
Bei Bei's tone could have severed nails and sliced through iron. The fighting spirit in his heart had been completely ignited.
"Of course. Everyone's already done their very best. There's only one Soul King left. If we can't take him down, we might as well swim back to Shrek along the Star Luo River."
Chen Ping's tone was even firmer now. He had even declared that they would swim back to Shrek if they lost, making Xu Sanshi, who had been gazing at the unconscious Jiang Nannan with an aching heart, unable to help smiling.