Inside a room at Shrek Academy, the students and the Golden Iron Triangle were gathered.
The atmosphere in the room was very somber. Having lost the match, the students all hung their heads, lost in thought.
Dai Mubai looked the worst of all. His eyes were hollow, as if he had lost all passion for life.
He couldn't understand how a Zhu Family Woman he used to be able to manipulate at will could become someone he looked up to after disappearing for two years.
In those two years, he had finally rekindled his fighting spirit under the persuasion of Flander and Grandmaster, and started cultivating seriously, hoping to win back Little Cat's heart at the Soul Master Competition. He also hoped that with their Spirit Fusion Skill, he would have a chance to resist Davis.
Now it seemed he was nothing but a complete joke.
Tang San's expression was also unpleasant. He had already lowered his pride to use the embarrassing Spirit Bone Skill.
Not only did victory not come, but he also earned the title of Fart King!
His little notebook of ways to die wasn't enough anymore.
The only thing that comforted him was that the pain that accompanied his body every day disappeared without a trace after this release.
The Iron Triangle looked at the little ones who had lost their fighting spirit, and their expressions were also unsightly.
They could only say that they were too unlucky, drawing the strongest team in the first match.
They had no doubt that the Royal Fight Second Team had the strength to challenge the Spirit Hall Team, and to defeat them head-on.
Although only Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing took action in this Spirit Duel, the Soul King cultivation and the Spirit Rings exceeding the limit made everyone understand the horror of this team.
They didn't even dare to think about Xiao Wu, who hadn't revealed her cultivation yet. They knew that this girl was already a Soul Elder two years ago.
Finally, Grandmaster spoke, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the room.
"I will report to the organizing committee tomorrow and tell them that Shrek Academy will withdraw from this competition."
Grandmaster's words not only made the students raise their heads, but even Liu Erlong and Flander beside him looked at him in surprise.
"Xiao Gang, this..."
Flander was about to say something, but Grandmaster raised his hand to interrupt him.
"There's no need to say more. Do you think there's any need for them to continue participating with their current state of mind?"
The little ones all showed displeased expressions, clenching their fists tightly, but they did not refute Grandmaster's words. They were indeed somewhat disheartened.
Being defeated one against seven by their peers did indeed break their Dao Heart a little.
"Tch, whatever."
Dai Mubai, who had been burying his head and thinking, slowly stood up and walked out of the room. He didn't want to listen to these people nagging for a moment longer.
Looking at Dai Mubai's back, Yu Xiaogang sneered.
"I don't think you need to go out for a walk either. Just tie yourself up and go back to Star Luo to wait for death."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Soul Power fluctuation surged from Dai Mubai's body, and the White Tiger appeared behind him.
Dai Mubai looked at Grandmaster with bloodshot eyes.
"If you dare to spout another word of nonsense, I'll kill you first!"
"Mubai!"
Flander and Liu Erlong instantly stepped between them, Flander's eyes filled with heartache, while Liu Erlong's face was full of anger.
"Am I wrong? If the heart dies, there is no hope."
Dai Mubai listlessly retracted his Martial Soul, his whole person appearing hunched over.
"Then what can I do? Don't even mention Davis, I can't even beat a woman now."
Having said that, Dai Mubai laughed self-deprecatingly.
"I still say the same thing, your worst outcome is just returning to Star Luo to be crippled."
"But if you continue to work hard, there is still a glimmer of hope."
"Heh, what hope? Rely on Davis's compassion?"
Grandmaster's gaze gradually deepened, as if he had entered his most proficient domain.
"You only see that woman's strength becoming stronger. If you can win back her heart, then wouldn't she become your best assistant?"
Dai Mubai scoffed and looked at Grandmaster in a nonchalant manner.
"Tch, easier said than done. The way she looks at me now, what's the difference from looking at garbage?"
"I said, with effort, there is still a chance. The worst outcome is already there anyway."
"Do you think any woman would like someone whose strength is weaker than her..."
Dai Mubai originally wanted to mock Grandmaster for saying that no woman would like someone weaker than herself, but then he seemed to think of something and stopped himself.
His eyes burned as he looked back and forth between Liu Erlong and Grandmaster.
At this moment, he finally understood why the other party was called Grandmaster, and the disrespect in his heart turned into endless admiration.
"Grandmaster, I understand. I hope to receive your teachings next."
Seeing Dai Mubai regain his fighting spirit and look like he was following his lead, Grandmaster nodded in satisfaction, secretly thinking that the child was teachable.
Next was the psychological construction of his own disciple.
"Xiao San, this failure is largely due to Teacher's negligence, not finding out the member information of the Royal Fight Second Team in advance. This is not your fault."
"But I once told you that you must not lose your ability to think under any circumstances. You have disappointed me in this regard."
"From the moment the opponent showed their Spirit Rings, you had already lost your fighting spirit."
The students showed ashamed expressions upon hearing this. They were indeed timid at the time.
"I understand, Teacher. I will stay clear-headed in the next battle!"
Tang San only wanted a step to shirk responsibility. Since Teacher had already taken the biggest mistake, then a few flaws were not unacceptable.
Seeing that Tang San had also recovered from the shadow of failure, Grandmaster clapped his hands and looked at all the team members.
"Alright, everyone doesn't need to blame yourselves too much. Our current goal is to successfully break through from the preliminaries. We only need to reach the top five in points."
"After my investigation, the strength of this Royal Fight Second Team today is in a league of its own. We don't need to feel ashamed for losing to them. Any other team would only suffer a crushing defeat if they encountered them."
Flander saw that all the students had regained their fighting spirit and continued Yu Xiaogang's words.
"That's right, next we just need to score more points against the other teams. I believe this won't be difficult for you."
"Don't think about anything today, just rest well for the night, put the Royal Fight Second Team behind you, and welcome tomorrow's competition!"
The students nodded and cheered, only Fatty rubbed his palms and walked to the front of the group.
"Dean, shouldn't you treat us to a big meal to comfort our wounded hearts?"
Flander's originally happy face suddenly darkened. Where did this bastard come from who wants to cut my flesh?
"With you being resolved in one round, you have the nerve to ask me for a treat?"
"That's why I said we need to comfort our wounded hearts. If we don't eat well today, we're afraid we'll carry our mood over to tomorrow. It won't be good if it affects your investment attraction, Dean."
After Fatty finished speaking, he winked at Oscar, who instantly understood.
"Hey, Fatty, although I didn't play, my heart is also aching faintly. We definitely won't get better without a table at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."
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