In front of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy building, a middle-aged man with blond hair walked out quickly, looking at Fang Yang and his group with a gloomy expression.
"Damn it, it's you Shrek Academy again!"
His tone was filled with undisguised annoyance and anger.
"Uh..."
Fang Yang was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond. He had been cursed by the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and this debt was now on Shrek Academy's shoulders.
It wasn't the first time the blond middle-aged man had dealt with such a situation, so he didn't even bother to ask.
A powerful spirit power fluctuation suddenly surged from his body.
"Shrek Academy is here to challenge again, right? Fine! Come, come, everyone follow me."
The blond middle-aged man snorted coldly, said no more, and turned to walk into the building.
Wu Changkong's expression remained unchanged; he merely gestured slightly to the people behind him.
Fang Yang and the others followed closely, entering this academy renowned for its soul-guidance technology.
Everything inside had a metallic texture.
In the center of the spacious hall, a huge metal sphere quietly floated in mid-air, slowly rotating, its surface glowing with a dark blue luster.
It clearly contained surging soul-guidance energy, with complex and precise core arrays faintly visible.
The faint light it emitted illuminated the entire hall, making it bright and soft.
The blond middle-aged man led the way in silence, without looking back.
As they passed the front desk, two beautiful receptionists quickly stood up and respectfully saluted him.
However, their gazes, as they swept over the Shrek people, revealed an undisguised repulsion.
Along the way, Fang Yang and his group also encountered many students from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.
These students varied in age but all wore pure white school uniforms.
The gazes they directed at the Shrek people were clearly unfriendly, even subtly revealing repulsion and hostility.
There was no other way; this was the nature of arch-rivals.
And so, everyone followed the blond middle-aged man and took the elevator upwards.
Soon, the elevator stopped smoothly on the sixteenth floor.
They were led into a spacious and bright square conference room, with simple, clean lines and a very modern decor.
The blond middle-aged man turned around, his arms crossed over his chest, his cold gaze falling upon Wu Changkong.
"You Shrek Academy, you're here to challenge us again, right?"
"That's right."
Wu Changkong replied, his cold voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact.
"You are their lead teacher?"
The blond middle-aged man asked again.
"Yes."
Wu Changkong's dark green eyes met his directly, "By the way, please arrange for two Spirit Emperors in your team's roster."
"Otherwise."
His tone remained calm, yet it carried an undeniable assertiveness, "I'm afraid your Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy won't be able to afford to lose."
"You...!"
The blond middle-aged man's pupils contracted, and a vein pulsed slightly on his forehead, clearly enraged by the contempt in those words.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger.
Wu Changkong, however, seemed not to notice his reaction, merely adding calmly: "You, arrange it."
The blond middle-aged man stared intently at Wu Changkong for a long moment, then squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"Good, very good! You all just wait!"
With that, he abruptly turned and left the conference room.
Two hours later!
The entire Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy had already begun to mobilize.
In anticipation of this competition, various promotions had spread like wildfire throughout Mingdu, and even the entire Sun Moon Federation!
This competition was given a name: The Fated Showdown, the Peak Battle of Young Spirit Masters!
Ever since defeating Shrek Academy's Genius Team, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy's confidence had soared.
This all-out publicity was precisely to seize the opportunity to once again embarrass Shrek Academy and maximize this glory.
Just as everyone was growing a little impatient from waiting, the conference room door opened, and the blond middle-aged man walked in again.
"The competition is ready and will be held in our academy's Great Spirit Arena. Do you still need to prepare?"
Wu Changkong's tone was cold, "No need, let's start directly."
"Good, then follow me."
Under the guidance of the blond middle-aged man, everyone arrived at the Great Spirit Arena located beneath the academy building.
What greeted their eyes was a stone space, appearing simple and unadorned.
Upon closer inspection, these ancient stones seemed to contain very strange energy fluctuations, making one's spirit power feel as if it were boiling.
"This is the waiting area for the Great Spirit Arena; you will be notified to enter for the competition shortly."
The blond middle-aged man pointed to the stone benches on one side, indicating that they could wait there first.
"Everyone, sit down," Wu Changkong said.
Everyone sat down one after another.
Outside the waiting area, deafening waves of sound could be heard, either cheers of encouragement or merciless curses.
"This..."
Xu Xiaoyan whispered, a little uneasy.
"Xiao Yan, it's alright, I'll teach them how to behave later," Fang Yang gently hugged Xu Xiaoyan, comforting her.
"Mm."
Xu Xiaoyan sat securely in Fang Yang's embrace.
Seeing this, Wu Changkong's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible smile: "Fang Yang is angry; now there's a good show to watch."
Ten minutes later.
"The competition is about to begin; please prepare to enter." As the blond middle-aged man's voice sounded.
In front of everyone, two huge archways slowly opened.
The previously noisy sounds immediately grew even stronger, and an extremely enthusiastic atmosphere rushed over them.
Led by Fang Yang, the team members walked onto the Spirit Arena with their heads held high and full of confidence!
The actual combat area was even more vast than the waiting area.
A massive Spirit Arena with a diameter of over one thousand meters, and a dome hundred meters high carved with exquisite reliefs, with intricate soul-guidance array patterns faintly glowing all around, was dazzling to behold.
This was the work of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy!
At this moment, the stands were packed, and the noise was deafening.
These people couldn't all be from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy; an academy with ten thousand people was already very impressive.
With so many people seated, it was unknown where they all came from.
On the main platform in the center, Fang Yang could feel several auras as heavy as mountains.
Their attention was entirely on his group, who had just walked out.
Waves of mockery and curses continuously came from the stands.
This made Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, and others involuntarily clench their fists.
There was no other way; this was the home advantage.
However, facing these noises, Fang Yang and Gu Yue remained calm, completely unaffected.
What do others' insults and mockery have to do with you? They are merely other people's opinions.
If you live by others' opinions, how can you enjoy life and experience life?
People, live according to your own will, listen to your own voice, what kind of person you should be, what you should do, do what you want to do.
Become the person you want to be, and on your own Dao, make your pilgrimage alone.
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