Night had fallen.
In the rest area, seven figures—Han Feng, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Oscar, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing—were making final preparations for their upcoming team battle.
As for their opponents, they'd been informed two days ago by the Grandmaster himself:
The Mad Battle Team.
Technically, the Great Spirit Arena prohibited disclosing upcoming matchups—but only on the surface. The Grandmaster and Flender clearly didn't have the money to bribe insiders. Yet somehow, the Grandmaster knew exactly who their opponents would be.
Han Feng had a guess: he probably calculated it.
After all, this was the same man who could precisely determine the ideal age of spirit rings for spirit masters at every stage of cultivation.
Ask Han Feng how the Grandmaster figured it out.
He wouldn't even bother trying to understand it—too much brainpower required.
As for where Ma Hongjun was, Han Feng did know:
After learning that Ma Hongjun's condition was poor during afternoon training, the grandmaster had benched him, placing Oscar in the starting lineup instead.
That had Oscar buzzing with excitement for hours—and left Ma Hongjun sulking just as long.
This was their first true team battle, and even veterans like Tang San and Dai Mubai were visibly tense.
Han Feng, though, was calm and composed.
Not because he was naturally fearless—but because he knew what lay ahead.
The Emperor Team. The Four Elemental Academies. The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.
Compared to those monsters, the Mad Battle Team was nothing.
"Tang San! In this battle, you're still not allowed to use poison or hidden weapons.
This isn't just your first team match—it's also Shrek's first-ever team match!
I don't just want you to win—I want you to win beautifully! "
The Grandmaster delivered his final pre-battle speech with sharp intensity. From his tone, it wasn't hard to tell—Flender probably bet a lot of money on this match.
"Understood."
Tang San nodded solemnly. He had always obeyed the Grandmaster without question. Once a teacher, forever a father." It wasn't just an empty phrase to him.
"We'll get it done, sir! "
Dai Mubai and Han Feng exchanged a smile, then stood at attention with mock solemnity and said in unison.
Since rooming together, Dai Mubai had grown far from his former arrogant self.
"Good."
Even the Grandmaster managed a rare smile.
"Now go! One day, you'll shine across the Great Spirit Arena—and the entire continent! "
At that moment, the booming voice of the arena host echoed:
"Let us welcome the Mad Battle Team and the Shrek Team!
Seven-versus-seven team battle—begins now! "
Under the Grandmaster's gaze, the Shrek Seven gave confident smiles and strode into the arena.
From the opposite side, six men and one woman also entered.
As they approached, Tang San's voice sounded in his teammates' ears via Spirit Voice:
"The Mad Battle Team has already won seven consecutive matches—they're strong.
That big guy is their captain—Spirit: Iron Rhino.
The woman is their vice-captain—Spirit: Spider, their main controller.
There are two sets of twins—Monkeys and Goats.
And the last guy is their support—Spirit: Wish Disk."
That was all the intel they had on the Mad Battle Team.
The Grandmaster definitely knew more, but he deliberately said nothing—to force them to adapt and grow.
"Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Blaze Guardian?
Hmph. What fancy titles! "
The Mad Battle Team's captain, Mad Rhino, snorted coldly at Dai Mubai and Han Feng, eyes full of disdain.
Another meathead who clearly looked down on their famed "Twin Killers" duo.
"Thousand-Hand Asura, huh?
Nice work in your last match~"
Their female vice-captain smiled flirtatiously at Tang San and even winked at him.
Naturally, Han Feng—Shrek's premier trash talker—stepped up.
He started exchanging barbs with Mad Rhino and didn't forget to mock the vice-captain too.
Tang San, standing just behind Han Feng, frowned slightly.
"Everyone, be careful.
Looks like they know just as much about us.
At the very least… they knew ahead of time they'd be facing us."
"Tch. Not surprising," Dai Mubai snorted.
"Spend a little money, and this place leaks like a sieve."
Tang San nodded, saying nothing more.
"You little punk! You're asking for it! "
True to form, Han Feng's taunts hit home.
Mad Rhino roared in rage, transformed into a savage rhino beast, and charged straight at them!
Right behind him came the twin brothers—Monkey Spirits—and a Goat Spirit user.
Four Spirit Elders charging in at once made the entire Shrek Team tense up.
In a heartbeat, they activated their full-body Spirit Armor. Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, Han Feng, and Zhu Zhuqing launched forward to clash head-on!
Zhu Zhuqing was the weakest among them, but Ning Rongrong had already boosted her strength and speed—enough to keep her from falling behind.
What shocked everyone, though, was that aside from the Goat Spirit facing Han Feng and the Rhino against Dai Mubai—
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing both effortlessly sent the two Monkey Spirit users flying!
Too easy. Suspiciously easy.
Before they could even react, Tang San shouted:
"Wait! Something's wrong—
Their real targets are Rongrong and Oscar! "
Dai Mubai's expression changed instantly.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar were their only support-type Spirit Masters—if the enemy got close, they'd be eliminated immediately.
"Stay down! "
With a sinister grin, Mad Rhino unleashed his third spirit skill, smashing Dai Mubai into the ground with brute force.
Clearly, the Mad Battle Team feared Han Feng and Dai Mubai—the reputation of the "Twin Killers" preceded them.
So, they had sent in their strongest Spirit Elders, with assistance from the Wish Disk, hoping to suppress them from the start.
"Fengzi!!"
Dai Mubai could only roar in desperation.
"I'm on it! "
Han Feng answered back immediately.
He glared coldly at the Goat Spirit user blocking him and shouted,
"Zhuqing! Xiao Wu!
Break through!
Hit the backline—either the Spider or the Wish Disk—your choice.
I'll guard our rear! "
"Guard it? You? "
The Goat Spirit Master sneered.
First and third spirit skills activated, his Spirit Armor glowing at his legs and head, muscles surging with strength.
He was prepared to take serious burns if it meant taking Han Feng down.
But Han Feng just smirked.
"Guess what? If I want to leave—no one can stop me."
Second Spirit Skill—Pinpoint Guard!
"What!?"
The Goat Spirit Master was stunned.
In previous matches, Han Feng had only fought in solos or tag teams—and without teammates to protect, he almost never used his teleportation-based second skill.
The Mad Battle Team had clearly missed that crucial detail.
In the blink of an eye, Han Feng appeared in front of Ning Rongrong and Oscar.
Pouring pure spirit power into his Blazing Shield, it expanded to twice its size.
First Spirit Skill—Activate.
His cold voice rang out:
"Sorry. This path is closed."
"Damn it! "
Mad Rhino realized the plan had failed the moment he saw Han Feng standing between the Monkey twins and the support pair.
Sure enough, their attacks failed—and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass quickly wrapped them up.
They had barely started, and already two attackers were down.
Mad Rhino's expression darkened.
"Goat! Fall back and defend! "
He hadn't forgotten—Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were already diving into their backline.
If they lost either the Spider or the Wish Disk, the Mad Battle Team would drop to second-rate status instantly.
"Fall back? Did you ask me? "
Still pinned moments ago, Dai Mubai suddenly roared back to his feet.
The brief distraction from Mad Rhino gave him just enough time.
With Ning Rongrong's buffs active, his strength surged by 30%.
His White Tiger Light Wave blasted Mad Rhino back—and he finally stood tall again.
"Let's go again! "
He activated his second transformation, white hair flying wildly.
A fierce gleam in his eyes, he gripped his Goldensteel Tyrant Halberd and stared Mad Rhino down.
The power radiating from him made Mad Rhino's pupils shrink—
This Dai Mubai was now stronger than him.
Meanwhile, in the Mad Battle Team's backline—
The spider woman saw the battle turning against them and turned to the other goat spirit master:
"Hold off that rabbit.
I'll take care of the cat."
As the Goat rushed forward, the Spider turned to the support:
"Wish Disk! Use your third spirit skill—now!
We've got one shot at this! "
"Got it! "
The Wish Disk Spirit Master didn't hesitate. He knew the situation was slipping.
His third spirit ring lit up, and six crimson beams fired out from the disk.
"Third Spirit Skill—Madness Light! "
Han Feng narrowed his eyes.
"Tch… Still one step too late…"