Although Han Ruoruo was comforting her teammates, she knew perfectly well that once a Soul Sage activated their Martial Soul Avatar, that overwhelming power was simply beyond the ability of a Soul Emperor to contend with. She was only trying to boost everyone's morale.
Wu Ming was usually carefree and boisterous, but even she could not help feeling uneasy now.
She knew very well that they were representing Shrek Academy this time. As the Shrek Seven Devils of their generation, if they lost the match, they would inevitably face immense pressure and endless condemnation.
Shrek Academy had been winning for over ten thousand years, claiming more than two thousand championships. If their generation lost the title, it was hard to imagine the public backlash they would suffer.
Those fanatical fans at the venue alone would be enough to drown them. Those spectators would not care how powerful their opponents were. In their eyes, Shrek Academy losing was unforgivable.
Just as everyone was filled with anxiety and the pressure weighed down on them like a mountain, an aged yet steady voice suddenly rang out. "It's all right. Just do your best. Even if you lose, the academy will not blame you!"
The sudden voice made Han Ruoruo and the others shudder. Yan Shaozhe blurted out in shock, "Teacher!"
That single word, "Teacher," left Ling Luochen and the other members of Shrek Academy's reserve team visibly stunned. Even Han Ruoruo and the other official team members were deeply shaken.
Yan Shaozhe was the dean of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department, a level 95 Super Douluo. His teacher was actually still alive—just how terrifyingly powerful could this teacher be?
"Shaozhe, regardless of the outcome, you must ensure their safety. One defeat is nothing. It may even be a good thing. Do you understand?"