Night.
The Central Legion's camp, part of the Star Luo Empire's western army group.
The group from Shrek Academy was resting there temporarily.
Inside the tent, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and Ling Luochеn, whose injuries were the lightest, had regained consciousness, but their faces were pale. Everyone else looked somber as well.
Wang Yan said bitterly, "Children, what matters is that you're all right. Once you've recovered a little more, we'll head to Star Luo City."
"For this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament, we may really need you reserve members to hold the line first."
He Caitou asked, "Teacher Wang, are you really going to have us compete? Can we manage?"
Wang Yan sighed and said, "Things have come to this, and we have no other choice. I believe in your abilities. Just do your best. The preliminary rounds shouldn't be a problem."
"If Xuan Zi gets back in time, he should still be able to send other Inner Court students from the academy."
Bei Bei stood up with a smile. "Teacher Wang, wasn't our Reserve Team's job always to serve as substitutes and provide cover for the main team? This opportunity is just what we need to temper ourselves. We only have to hold out for a few days until reinforcements arrive from the academy. I believe we can do it."
Brimming with fighting spirit, Xu Sanshi said, "Exactly! We're elites from Shrek Academy. We don't need our seniors to step in to deal with the other academies."
Wang Yan looked at the spirited members of the Reserve Team. "Good, good. Shrek Academy's honor is in your hands."
Wang Dong's eyes lit up. Could she contribute to protecting Shrek Academy's honor too?
Huo Yuhao, however, remained expressionless and said flatly, "I'm going out for some air."