Everyone from Shrek understood the rules.
Only Ma Hongjun muttered under his breath, "This doesn't seem right, does it?"
"We should take turns like normal."
"Otherwise, making Brother Ning fight fourteen people by himself-isn't that a joke?"
"Brother Ning gets tired too."
Flender glanced at him.
Like hell Lu Ning would get tired.
These so-called Heavenly Prodigies here to compete couldn't withstand even a single strike from Lu Ning at best. Some timid ones might even forfeit outright, just like that bunch from Godwind Academy.
How could Lu Ning, a Soul Saint, possibly get tired?
"We should still take turns going out there."
"Otherwise, there's no point in us coming to this competition. Surely we aren't really just here to make up the numbers?"
"If we really win this championship without lifting a finger..."
"It'll be worth a whole lot less."
Yu Tianheng spoke unhurriedly.
As an heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he could afford not to worry about his future, but the team also had people like Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Yu Feng. The experience of this competition was still quite important to them.
Even if they only showed their faces onstage.
Just fighting a single match would make the outcome entirely different.
"...Then Xiao Ning will hold the line."
"That's the plan for tomorrow."
Flender relented as well.
He allowed them to take the stage themselves.
The next day.
The three teams walked up to the competition platform.
Yu Xiaogang stood before the Spirit Hall Team, profound hatred hidden in his eyes. This was his best opportunity to prove himself. If he couldn't help Spirit Hall successfully defend its title...
Even if Bibi Dong was the Papal Deacon, she still wouldn't be able to remove the word "honorary" from his title.
He wouldn't be able