The three eunuchs of Shrek's tiger phoenix intestine, along with the pure and noble Tang God King, all cursed the Heaven Dou Royal Academy with indignant expressions.
Feng Xiaotian, who had just joined, was bewildered. What did the Heaven Dou Royal Academy do to make people and gods alike so angry?
But seeing his idol, the Tang God King, also looking grim and cursing the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, even shouting about seeking death, Feng Xiaotian immediately started barking like a dog.
"What a crappy Heaven Dou Royal Academy! It's just a bunch of trash nurtured by relying on the empire's resources."
Feng Xiaotian stood beside Tang San, speaking righteously, as if he stood on the side of justice and had gained the Tang God King's approval.
He immediately started chattering incessantly, his mouth seemingly blessed.
"If not for the empire's resources all going to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, I, Feng Xiaotian, alone could suppress the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy, let alone Dai-Laoda and Third Brother."
After speaking, he patted his chest, and saw Tang San and Dai Mubai cast admiring glances at him. He was a good dog.
"Don't worry, Third Brother, Dai-Laoda. We, Shrek, will be irreconcilable with the Heaven Dou Royal Academy for bullying our people."
Tang San was also quite pleased. He immediately stepped forward and solemnly patted Feng Xiaotian's shoulder. Good dog, good dog! His Tang God King liked such talents. Your divine position is secure, kid.
"Good... no, Xiaotian, we are a team. How can we let you act alone? We, Shrek, share blessings and endure hardships together!"
Tang San gave an awkward smile, almost blurting out what he was thinking, then said calmly.
"Third Brother, our Shrek will definitely win the championship."
Xiao Fei, on the side, grew anxious. Why was there another man trying to gain attention? She couldn't help but glare at Feng Xiaotian, but then looked at Feng Xiaotian's body.
She couldn't help but sneer, "A little dog Martial Soul? You also can't escape your Brother Fei's clutches."
The entire Shrek Academy would be his Xiao Fei's backyard. What Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Feng Xiaotian, all would have to submit to his divine might.
Ma Hongjun, that fatty, couldn't be let off either. He saw that Ma Hongjun, fat and plump, still had a certain charm!
As for Yu Tianheng, he stayed among the Shrek Seven Devils, came to Dai Mubai's side, and said with certainty, "Brother Mubai, don't worry, with us here, we will definitely avenge this."
Having stayed at Shrek Academy for a long time, Yu Tianheng had also been assimilated, his tone full of confidence, looking down on everything.
"Although they will definitely win this time, they must win beautifully and severely strike at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's face."
Tang San spoke spiritedly, his hands waving excitedly, saliva flying everywhere.
"We don't have a support Soul Master who can heal in time, so Oscar needs to make large recovery sausages in advance and store them. This way, when injured, we can recover immediately."
"Mubai and Tianheng are both powerful beast Martial Souls with strong physical strength. Bring a few more large recovery sausages and be responsible for the frontal assault."
"We and Xiaotian will be responsible for interfering on both flanks, instantly crippling their support Soul Masters and throwing them off the arena."
"Xiao Fei will be responsible for the cleanup, in case of any accidents."
Xiao Fei was too weak after all. A year passed, and he hadn't leveled up even one rank. The other teammates all claimed to have improved by one rank.
This made Tang San think that Xiao Fei's talent was too poor, and even after eating the Immortal Herb, his cultivation speed couldn't increase.
However, for the others, their Soul Power ranks had decreased rather than increased within a year. To avoid being discovered, they could only casually say they had improved by one rank.
Otherwise, Tang San would have split open on the spot. Among the entire Shrek Seven Devils, only he and Feng Xiaotian hadn't eaten the Immortal Herb, so their cultivation was normal.
The others had already started to regress in cultivation. Now, let alone cultivating, they should first think about how to preserve their current cultivation.
After Tang San finished speaking, he looked at the silent crowd around him, seeing several people stammering, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong? Is this strategy not working?"
Tang San frowned, very dissatisfied with their attitude. Shouldn't they express heartfelt praise for his strategy?
Why were they all so lifeless? This was simply an insult to his Tang God King, and Feng Xiaotian, that good dog, did he still want his divine position?
"Why isn't anyone speaking? If you have any ideas, you can bring them up."
After waiting for a while, seeing that they still had no intention of speaking, Tang San said impatiently.
"Um, Tang San, the competition rules state that Food Soul Masters are not allowed to prepare food in advance for the match to ensure fairness. Otherwise, if a Food Soul Master prepares hundreds of healing foods in advance, how is that different from cheating?"
Finally, Yu Tianheng spoke up. He also saw that no one else was willing to contradict what Tang San had said.
"What? There's actually such a rule."
Tang San's expression was somewhat grim. The Spirit Hall's enactment of such a rule was clearly a deliberate targeting of his wisdom.
He recalled that in his previous life, he had relied on his astonishing wisdom to devise a strategy of cutting off supplies, which was hailed as a grand scheme for all ages.
Even though Douluo society had developed for nearly ten thousand years, no one had thought of cutting off grain supplies in warfare, yet he, Tang San, thought of it as soon as he arrived.
"Then the plan remains unchanged. Oscar, your sausages will be given to Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng first at that time."
But no matter how angry Tang San was now, he could only accept it helplessly. He couldn't defeat the Spirit Hall now.
However, he had already made up his mind that an evil organization like the Spirit Hall should not exist in the world, and he, Tang San, would definitely bring this evil force to justice.
"Good, with Tang San's command, I believe we will win the final championship."
At this moment, Dai Mubai had already seen that Tang San was in a bad mood, so he immediately seized the opportunity and said flatteringly.
In his heart, he was calculating how he could obtain the Asura God position. After all, having lived a second life, he was gradually becoming dissatisfied with his future second-rank God of War position.
He was no worse than Tang San.
It could be said that Dai Mubai now had the idea of replacing Tang San, but he was unable to act due to insufficient strength.
One must know that Tang San was improving by more than ten ranks a year now. If they hadn't been following Tang San every day, they would have almost thought Tang San was an Evil Soul Master.
"En, let's go prepare. The next match is ours."
Tang San nodded affirmingly. With him, a Soul Emperor, what opponent was there to fear? Could the opponent possibly produce a Soul Saint?
Heh, dreaming.
Even he, a God King with tens of thousands of years of wisdom, was only a Soul Emperor in cultivation now. Some natives of the Douluo Continent couldn't possibly be higher than him; it was simply ridiculous.
After the match on the arena ended and an hour of rest time passed, the referee on stage announced, "The next teams to battle are..."
"Shrek Team versus Heaven Dou Royal First Team!"
As soon as the voice fell, the Shrek Seven Devils, who had been full of confidence, were instantly bewildered, even thinking they had hallucinated.
First Team? Shouldn't the First Team directly skip the preliminary rounds and go to the Spirit Hall for the semifinals? Why were they still here?
"Damn it, are we being targeted?! There's foul play!"
Ma Hongjun immediately shouted out, saying with some disbelief, "What about the Heaven Dou Second Team?"