With Dai Mubai's defeat,
only Tang San was left of the Shrek Seven Devils.
In other words,
if Tang San were to be defeated in the upcoming battle,
then Ye Lingling would have wiped out the entire Shrek team single-handedly.
Tang San clenched his fists,
his expression solemn.
"I absolutely cannot lose this final match!"
"For Shrek's honor! For Teacher!! For Xiao Wu!!!"
"I must win today's battle!"
Having made up his mind,
Tang San had already entered the arena.
"The final match of the first round begins now!" the referee ordered.
The crucial match that would determine whether Shrek Academy would be wiped out began.
Tang San quickly activated his Martial Soul.
Unexpectedly,
the moment the Blue Silver Grass was summoned,
an extremely strong sense of oppression washed over him.
The originally resilient Blue Silver Grass in his hand went limp involuntarily.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this for the first time, Tang San couldn't help but be shocked.
No matter how he tried to urge the Blue Silver Grass,
there was almost no reaction.
Even he himself felt an inexplicable suppression.
He soon fixed his gaze on Ye Lingling.
He questioned her, "What underhanded methods did you use to make my Martial Soul unresponsive?"
Ye Lingling was also full of confusion regarding this.
Because she hadn't done anything yet.
Is this guy trying to frame me?
While everyone was confused about the situation,
Jin Mian rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Spirit suppression, so that's it."
"It seems Tang San's useless grass has met its natural enemy."
Ever since Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia mutated into the Nine-Heart Blood Tang,
aside from a massive boost in healing ability,
she had also gained a crucial ability.
That was a natural suppression over other Plant-type Spirits.
And the lower the quality of the opponent's Plant-type Spirit, the stronger the suppression.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wasn't the Blue Silver Emperor yet,
so the suppression he felt was naturally very intense.
"I protest! The Hall of Worship Team used unfair means in the match! I request their disqualification! Permanently ban Spirit Hall from competing and impose penalties on them!" Yu Xiaogang, who had just fainted from coughing up blood in anger, had woken up at some point and was shouting loudly.
Although he didn't know what was happening,
seeing his disciple at a disadvantage, he immediately lodged a protest.
Hearing this,
everyone present looked over once again.
Because they were also curious about what had happened.
In the VIP seats,
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, looked at the Shrek Academy crowd, her face turning ashen.
She was already very angry when Liu Erlong tried to attack Jin Mian earlier.
Unfortunately, her current identity was the Emperor,
so she couldn't directly punish the opponent.
So she sent three Instructors to block Liu Erlong.
She didn't expect Yu Xiaogang to start causing trouble again.
Her gaze was like a knife as she looked at Yu Xiaogang and asked, "You say the Hall of Worship Team used unfair means? Do you have any evidence?"
Yu Xiaogang saw the Emperor inquiring about the matter.
He was overjoyed,
thinking the Emperor wanted to suppress Spirit Hall because its momentum was too strong.
He quickly said, "Your Majesty, isn't it obvious? My student Tang San intended to use a Spirit Ability, but the Spirit Hall people used some dishonorable means, preventing Little San from using his Spirit Ability."
"Therefore, I speculate that the Spirit Hall people must be cheating!"
"Furthermore, I dare say that Spirit Hall must have used other cheating methods in their other matches; otherwise, how could they win against those who activated their Martial Souls without activating their own!"
As soon as these words were spoken,
most people present turned their gaze toward Spirit Hall.
Only a few people looked at Yu Xiaogang with contemptuous eyes.
Because these people were powerful experts.
For example, Chen Xin.
As a Titled Douluo, he knew that if one's strength was completely superior to the opponent's,
it was entirely possible to defeat an opponent without activating one's Martial Soul.
For instance, when Zhao Wuji faced the Spirit King Ye Zhiqiu of Canghui Academy in the original work,
Zhao Wuji easily defeated Ye Zhiqiu without activating his Martial Soul.
But Yu Xiaogang was only a Rank 29 Spirit Grandmaster.
His so-called title of Grandmaster, invincible in theory, was earned by plagiarizing books collected by Spirit Hall over many years.
He had never practiced them.
And as for Spirit suppression, he understood it even less.
"Heh." Jin Mian sneered.
He was in no hurry to answer the other's question.
Instead, he asked back, "You're called Yu Xiaogang, nicknamed the Grandmaster who is invincible in theory, right?"
"Correct, it is I!"
"Why, have you heard of my name?"
Yu Xiaogang said conceitedly,
his eyes full of arrogance.
Jin Mian first smiled, then his expression turned cold as he lashed out mercilessly.
"I just wanted to confirm."
"Speaking of which, you don't even know the most basic Soul Master common sense. Where do you get the nerve to claim to be invincible in theory?"
"Grandmaster? I think calling you 'Grand Manure' is more like it."
The rebuked Yu Xiaogang quickly retorted, "Shut up, ignorant child! The theories I published are recognized by the Spirit Master's world and have been verified many times. How dare you..."
"Recognized? Recognized by whom? How come I didn't know?"
"Spirit Hall? Or the Two Great Empires?"
"And you, with an innate spirit power of only half a rank and a Martial Soul that's just a pig, are still only a Rank 29 Spirit Grandmaster. Every day, you go around swindling people and misleading students with a bunch of plagiarized theories of unknown accuracy that haven't been precisely verified."
"And with that, you still call yourself invincible in theory."
"You old geezer, have you no shame!"
As Jin Mian finished speaking,
the gaze of the entire audience turned once again to Yu Xiaogang.
"So he's that Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, the author of the Ten Core Spirit Theories."
"Damn! I've even read that book. To think it was plagiarized and its accuracy is unknown."
"What did that Jin Mian say just now? This Grandmaster's innate spirit power is only half a rank? His Martial Soul is a pig? Isn't that a total loser? Damn! I actually read a book by a loser who plagiarized and whose work is unverified and of unknown accuracy."
"No wonder I felt something was off when I read that book, like plant Martial Souls being able to absorb beast spirit rings."
"What a fraud! He actually fooled us for so long."
"..."
In an instant,
everyone began to mock and curse Yu Xiaogang.
Listening to the people in the audience
pointing and whispering about him,
Yu Xiaogang really wanted to defend himself.
But the words were on the tip of his tongue, yet he didn't know how to say them.
For a moment,
Yu Xiaogang felt dizzy and his head swam.
His chest felt tight once again,
as if something were blocking it.
His already stiff old face turned blue and purple in succession.
"Xiaogang."
Seeing this,
Liu Erlong worried that Yu Xiaogang would cough up blood and faint again like before.
She quickly supported him with her hands...
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