"Brother San, what did Teacher Zhao mean? Was he hinting that those three muscular guys would be easier?" Xiao Wu looked at the difference between the two arenas, somewhat puzzled.
No matter how she looked at it, those four girls slacking off should have been much easier to fight than those three muscular guys. Their daily habits alone made that clear-one side was constantly training, while the other was lazing around. Even if the girls were slightly more talented, under Shrek Academy's terrifying selection standards, the difference could only be so great.
Seen that way, the girls still seemed like the easier opponents.
Tang San did not care about that. Since this was an entrance test, the difference in strength between the two sides should not have been too great. Even facing a stronger enemy would be fine, because it would be a challenge for him.
It had been a long time since he had enjoyed a thoroughly satisfying fight with an evenly matched opponent. He hoped he could fight to his heart's content this time.
At that thought, Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong. "What do you two think? I'm fine either way."
Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai, who was training like mad in the arena, and could not help lowering her head. "I'm fine either way too."
"I actually think that side might be easier." Ning Rongrong pointed at the arena with the three muscular guys. "I know two people over there. Three years ago, one was a Soul Ancestor and the other was a Soul Grandmaster. They should be a Soul King and a Soul Elder now, respectively. If they go easy on us, I think we might stand a chance."
"As for the other side..." Ning Rongrong suddenly shuddered as