The next day, before the Papal Hall, the square that had been wrecked beyond recognition had been restored overnight.
It looked little different from before.
The match had yet to officially begin, but several Titled Douluo had already taken their places in the VIP seats, and the spectator stands were packed.
A Cardinal's voice rang out across the arena. "The first round of the team competition in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament Grand Finals is about to begin. Spirit Hall Academy versus Shrek Academy."
"Both teams, prepare yourselves. The match begins in fifteen minutes!"
In Shrek's rest area, Yu Xiaogang's eyes held a hint of exhaustion and dejection.
Lin Yang's performance yesterday had shaken him so deeply that he had barely slept all night.
He had even begun to feel a trace of regret.
If he had been a little more patient back then, would the outcome have been different?
But it was too late to say anything now. His disciple was Little San.
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang forced his attention back to the upcoming match.
"That Soul Saint from Spirit Hall really hasn't appeared. This is our opportunity, but even without that Soul Saint, their strength still can't be underestimated."
Yu Xiaogang's voice was solemn. "So you must follow my plan to the letter. Tian Heng... this match is in your hands."
Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, then nodded at Yu Xiaogang. "Don't worry, Uncle. I can handle it. Besides, we've practiced for so long."
Grandmaster raised his hand first, and every member of the Shrek Seven Devils did the same. Eight hands stacked together as they let out an earthshaking shout in unison. "Victory!"
On the other side, those in Spirit Hall Academy's rest area naturally heard Shrek's shout.
As the team captain,