Although Dingchuan Academy's Dark Department member Gangji had suppressed the other side with just the four words "Highland Warrior," no one from Dingchuan could feel happy at this moment.
Because Mo, the man in the black duckbill cap, had left behind words that weighed on everyone's hearts like a massive boulder. Yet at the same time, they made flames nearly burst from everyone's eyes.
Bach turned around and saw the suppressed fury in the students' eyes. A trace of gratification flashed through his heart. Dingchuan's students... were all good ones.
"Did you hear that?"
"A supervisor from a B-grade academy is laughing at us, Dingchuan. I don't know where his confidence comes from, but I know where mine comes from!"
Bach's voice suddenly rose. "My confidence is all of you. You are the pride of Dingchuan Academy."
The moment those words were spoken, the light in the students' eyes froze for an instant before they were instantly stirred up.
At this moment, such encouragement was more useful than any words of comfort.
"In my eyes, you will always be the best!"
"Now, I want you to go into the arena ahead and knock those wolf cubs down one by one. Do you have confidence?"
His impassioned voice struck the most sensitive nerve in these students.
"Yes!"
In an instant, a wave of shouts surged up behind him, and many people in the distance turned to look over in surprise.
A smile curled at Bach's lips as his thick fist suddenly clenched tight.
"Good. Then let us old folks watch you shine here!"
The morale of the entire Dingchuan team reached its peak at this moment.
The dozen or so accompanying instructors and coaches had no choice but to see Bach in a new light. Their objections to having him lead