Chapter 112: Fight against Shrek again, eight to four!
"Captain, this Zhengtian Academy is not simple. According to my observation, they don't have a Soul Emperor."

"But the power they unleashed far exceeds that of ordinary Soul Emperors. We need to pay more attention to them from now on."

At the end, he suddenly laughed:
"If we lose, you have to quit Mingde Hall."

Hearing this, Ma Rulong's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He growled, “Xiao Hongchen, I will definitely lead the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy to win the championship.”

“For this, I am willing to pay any price.”

“You don’t have to keep reminding me.”

The smile on Xiao Hongchen's face froze: "I'm just afraid that you've forgotten."

"As long as you haven't forgotten it"

Ma Rulong snorted coldly: "Xiao, you are indeed more talented than me, I don't deny this."

"But you are too impetuous. If you still don't understand accidents, you will definitely suffer a great loss in the future."

"Now our opponent is not only Shrek, but also this Zhengtian Academy."

Xiao Hongchen nodded: "Captain, I..."

"I hope you can correct these shortcomings and become stronger."

"You are a unique genius in our empire. For the empire, for Mingde Hall, and for our academy, don't let down the people who have high hopes for you and have selflessly given to you. You are almost fifteen years old, it's time to grow up."

Xiao Hongchen's expression was a little sour, but he didn't refute.

Instead, he walked to a seat at the side and sat down, tilting his head in thought.

The people at Shrek Academy were also horrified by what they saw.

Wang Yan's heart twitched violently.

He originally thought that Han Yu was already very difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect that another one would appear in such a short while.

Now the pressure becomes even stronger.

As the referee announced that Zhengtian College won, Han Yu and others slowly returned to the Xinghuang Hotel.

On the way back to the hotel, Long Aotian said directly:

"I'll go first in the individual elimination match the day after tomorrow."

“No one should compete with me.”

Although he seemed to be asking a question, he was actually looking at Han Yu.

Han Yu nodded indifferently. He knew that Long Aotian had not yet had enough fun in this match.

Han Yu and Yuan Gungun took all the limelight, so he solved one of them himself.

Therefore, I want to have a good time in the individual elimination match the day after tomorrow.

"Whatever you want, just go ahead, the result will be the same anyway."

Han Yu smiled and looked unconcerned.

With Zhengtian College winning the game with great strength, it has now become a dark horse.

Some people think that there is a possibility of competing for the championship.

Zhengtian Academy’s ability to win the championship has surpassed Shrek Academy.

Directly on par with the Sun Moon Empire Soul Instructor Academy.

Many people also open the market secretly.

There are not only bets on winning or losing, but also bets on individual elimination matches.

For example, a player from the opposing team can win several games by himself.

As long as you guess correctly, the villa will be next to the sea.

But the probability of this happening is quite small.

After a day of rest, the individual elimination round will start on time on the third day.

The following competitions are divided into individual and team competitions.

In other words, if you want to win, you must win both games.

Otherwise, if they only win the team battle, but the losing side in the individual competition can win the game with three people.

Then we can turn defeat into victory.

On the contrary, the winning side only needs to win three games to win.

Although the Douling Team still has a glimmer of hope of winning, the audience is not optimistic.

There’s no other reason, Long Aotian is just too strong.

Nothing has been revealed in the team competition yet, but his performance was what an offensive player should do.

But when it came to the individual competition, he went all out.

The other side sent out Gu Zhu Jian, their deputy captain, and the defensive war soul king.

The result was very clear, except that the Solitary Bamboo Sword lasted for quite some time in Long Aotian's hands.

The other two were simply sandbags, and were beaten by Long Aotian until they screamed in pain.

Especially the War Soul King whose martial soul was the Diamond Shield, he could only take the beating and couldn't even fight back.

Gu Zhu Jian, who had just lost, sighed repeatedly and said that he had bad luck.

If they had been a little luckier, they would have at least made it to the quarterfinals.

The people watching the game also recognized the strength of the Douling Team, and felt sorry for them encountering the Zhengtian Academy.

"Zhengtian Academy wins!"

As the referee announced the end of the game, Zhengtian College directly advanced to the quarterfinals.

In the next draw, Shrek Academy drew a very bad lot.

They actually met Zhengtian Academy again, the team that caused them a crushing defeat.

The sun shone through the gaps between the towering glass windows of the Star King Hotel, casting golden rays of light onto the dark wooden tabletop of the Shrek Conference Room, but these warm rays seemed unable to dispel the tense atmosphere in the conference room.

In this space that should be full of strategies and plans, a heavy atmosphere surrounds everyone present.

Wang Yan stood at one end of the conference table, his deep eyes filled with struggle and unwillingness. He scanned the team members in front of him with a sharp gaze.

The silver curtains swayed gently, and the wind outside seemed to sense the dullness in the room, trying to use its gentleness to take away a trace of depression.

Although Wang Yan's voice was steady, it could not hide his inner tension and anxiety.

"The result of the draw was beyond our expectations. We will face Zhengtian College in the quarterfinals, which is a huge challenge for us."

He continued in a deep voice, "We may have to make corresponding adjustments to our previous preparations."

When he finished speaking, one could almost hear the sound of a pin drop in the conference room.

The team members exchanged glances with each other, some clasped their hands, and some frowned. Wang Yan took a deep breath.

"For the glory of the academy, we must not allow ourselves to fail in this battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, they could feel the pressure in the air increasing. Every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the team members.

"If we lose, it's not just a loss of the game, it's a loss of our honor."

His voice resounded throughout the conference room, and every word echoed in every corner of the room.
"How can we, who have won countless championships, tolerate becoming the dust under the feet of others?"

At this moment, everyone in the conference room seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the final order.

"This battle concerns the future of each of us and the glory of Shrek. We must show our strength to everyone in the strongest possible manner."

Wang Yan's eyes flashed with an unyielding light. The tears in Ma Xiaotao's eyes were particularly obvious at this moment. She knew the heavy responsibility on her shoulders, and her mood was like the fast-speed clouds outside the window, complicated and confused.

As the team leader, she knew better than anyone that if there was any failure, she would have to bear all the responsibility.

Huo Yuhao, who was standing aside, seemed to be out of place in the entire room. He sat there quietly with a calm look in his eyes, as if this storm had nothing to do with him.

Since there were only six regular players from Shrek Academy, he had no chance to play at all.

So he didn't fit in at all in this competition.

The reason why he continued to stay here was that he still had something to do.

When he was done, Shrek would have nothing to do with him anymore.

There was a hint of determination and ruthlessness in Beibei's eyes, as a direct descendant of Shrek Academy.

He also values ​​this honor very much.

"Teacher Wang, please arrange the tactics next."

"We must win this game, even if it costs us money"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, but no one objected to what he said. Instead, everyone looked in agreement.

A gleam of light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he said with relief:
"Okay, then we'll do as we said before."

"First, focus your fire on killing Han Yu instantly, and then forcibly kill the two control-type soul masters on the opposite side."

"As long as we kill these three, and everyone else focuses on Long Aotian, we will win this game."

Beibei said: "Teacher Wang, what about our individual battle?"

Hearing this, Wang Yan's face froze, he clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice: "In the team, eliminate a few people when necessary."

Wang Yan raised his hand, then swung it downwards violently.

Made a beheading motion
"This way, they won't be a concern in the individual competitions."

"You know what I mean, right?"

"clear."

Everyone shouted in unison, with gleams in their eyes.

Of course they knew what Wang Yan meant.

For the glory of Shrek, even if the attack is a little heavy-handed, even if it is discovered, I believe no one can say anything.

After all, in order for soul masters to be able to exert their full strength, it has long been clearly stipulated that they do not need to hold back.

Just leave the rest to the referee. If something really happens, you should go to the referee.

"it is good."

"The team competition will be played by Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, Ling Luochen, the Three Cannons of Destruction, and Xu Sanshi."

"You must cooperate well. For the glory of Shrek, we cannot lose."

"Especially Xu Sanshi, you are our most important point"

Wang Yan's voice was full of determination, his eyes were fixed on the team members in front of him, his heart full of expectations.

Ma Xiaotao was the first to speak: "Don't worry, Shrek, we will win!"

"Must win!"

Everyone stretched out their hands, then crossed and stacked them together to show their determination.

"Children, please"

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After the daily repairs were completed, the competition between Zhengtian Academy and Shrek Academy finally kicked off amid people's expectant eyes.

This competition, known as a showdown between the strong, attracted countless enthusiastic spectators.

Some of them came from far away just to see this much-anticipated contest.

The audience had excited smiles on their faces as they walked into the viewing seats, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the duel to begin.

The entire Xingluo Square was filled with excitement, and deafening cheers echoed in the air.

On the top of the city wall, in a special audience stand, Xu Jiawei had already occupied an advantageous position.

His expression was slightly solemn, and he looked at the two teams that were about to participate in the competition with sharp eyes.

There are many noble figures around him.

On his left stood the princess of the Xing Luo Empire, Xu Jiujiu.

Today, she was wearing a golden palace dress, looking very noble and more majestic than her previous image at the auction.

On his right was a middle-aged man with a tall and slender figure. Although his face was slightly gloomy, the sadness between his brows and the murderous look that occasionally flashed in his eyes were enough to let people know that he was no ordinary person.

The atmosphere in the audience seats on the city wall was equally tense and expectant.

Xu Jiawei looked around, and finally, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, turned his head, and said to the middle-aged man on the right:
Your Majesty, what do you think of today's match between Zhengtian College and Shrek College?"

The middle-aged man was none other than the Xing Luo Empire’s priest - Tiansha Douluo Huang Jinxu.

His martial spirit is extremely rare and powerful, and has attracted worldwide attention since he was young.

As time passed, endless misfortunes befell his relatives, causing him to gradually fall into despair. Finally, he resolutely decided to devote himself to the Xing Luo Empire and become a priest.

Tiansha Douluo slightly turned sideways, his gaze seemed to penetrate the crowd in the square and see the future.

After a while, he said slowly with a hesitant tone:
"Your Majesty, as far as this game is concerned, I prefer Shrek Academy."

Xu Jiawei stared at him intently, with complex emotions that were difficult to fathom flashing across his eyes.

Tiansha Douluo adjusted his posture, and on his seemingly cold face, he forced out a rare smile, and continued:
"Although, in the last match, Shrek Academy lost to Zhengtian Academy. But that was only an individual match after all. This only proves that there are several powerful individuals on the other side."

His words seemed to conceal a deep insight into the upcoming game.

"But the next battle will be a more comprehensive contest. From this point of view, the balance of victory and defeat is somewhat difficult to predict."

He paused, a hint of certainty flashed in his eyes.
"After all, in my opinion, the overall combat power of Shrek Academy is actually stronger than that of Zhengtian Academy."

Although Zhengtian College has previously demonstrated impressive strength and won recognition and praise from many audiences.

But Tiansha Douluo's words revealed a deep pessimism.

In his eyes, the apparent strength of Zhengtian Academy could not cover up their fundamental shortcomings - they had not even produced a Soul Emperor yet.

On the other hand, Shrek Academy has two extraordinary Soul Emperors.

How can such a competition of strength be simply calculated by adding one plus one?

It wasn't just Xu Jiawei and the others who were discussing who had a better chance of winning this match.

The rest area of ​​the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

"I was wrong. I didn't expect that this suddenly emerging Zhengtian Academy would make it all the way to the quarterfinals."

"No matter who wins or loses between Shrek Academy and Zhengtian Academy, they will be our strongest opponents next time."

After Mr. Ma left, Ma Rulong was in charge here.

As for the teacher who led the team, he was assisting from the side.

Ma Rulong sat on the sofa, his large hands firmly placed on the armrests beside him, his face slightly gloomy.

At this moment, he raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Xiao, who do you think has a greater chance of winning this game?"

　I will post another one later, or at noon. I am drunk.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)