Of course, things were completely different compared to the Shrek Team's side.
Over there, they were practically popping champagne at halftime, celebrating their so-called "Void Realm Championship."
Meanwhile, on the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Team's side—
Although they were also eating, the atmosphere couldn't have been more different.
There was no loud chatter, no scent of alcohol, and even the clinking of cutlery was barely audible.
Every single pair of eyes was fixed on the massive spirit tool projection screen directly in front of them.
On the screen, footage of the Shrek Team's match from earlier that day was being replayed again and again.
Liu Yuan sat at the head of the table, his expression calm and focused.
"Watch carefully, everyone."
His voice was steady and forceful.
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Today, Shrek has generously handed us such high-quality material. If we don't make full use of it, we'd really be letting Old Dog Xuan's 'painstaking efforts' go to waste."
"Yes!"
Everyone answered in unison. Even Xiao Hongchen—normally carefree and playful—wore a rare look of seriousness.
Through careful observation combined with high-precision spirit tool analysis, every ability, habit, and even every hidden flaw of the Shrek Team members was exposed in front of them.
"First, let's talk about Dai Yueheng."
The image on the screen froze on Dai Yueheng.
"His traits are very clear—his close-combat strength is terrifying."
Liu Yuan pulled up several comparative data charts.
"Especially these three enhancement Spirit Skills of his: White Tiger Barrier, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, and White Tiger Demon God Transformation."
"Once this 'triple enhancement' is stacked, his defense, attack power, and physical resistance reach an absurd level. Among Spirit Masters of the same rank, he's practically immune to physical damage."
"If we try to confront him head-on, even high-level soul tool cannons won't achieve much. His recovery ability is strong, and the White Tiger Spirit also has built-in light-wave ranged attacks. He's not a stationary target."
Hearing this, Ma Rulong frowned.
"Captain, then what's your plan?"
The corner of Liu Yuan's mouth lifted slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
"If brute force doesn't work, then we use finesse."
He looked around the table.
"Do you remember the blueprint we studied before? The Rank 6 control-type spirit tool—the Dragon Binding Rope."
"Dragon Binding Rope?"
Meng Hongchen's eyes lit up immediately.
"I know it! The core material is silk from a Ten-Thousand-Year Jade Spider. It's incredibly tough—impervious to blades, water, and fire—and it has extremely strong adhesive properties!"
"Exactly."
Liu Yuan nodded.
"Dai Yueheng may be powerful, but he's still flesh and blood. The Jade Spider's silk specializes in 'using softness to overcome hardness.' The more he struggles, the tighter it binds."
He pointed at the massive tiger claws on the screen.
"And his combat style relies on slashing and charging. Once his limbs are bound, he's basically useless."
"That's brilliant!"
Xiao Hongchen slammed the table excitedly.
"Let him have strength with nowhere to use it! Let's see how arrogant he can be then!"
Jing Hongchen, who had been quietly listening, wordlessly took out a faintly glowing piece of white metal and a bundle of crystal-clear silk from his storage ring.
"Ten-Thousand-Year Jade Spider silk, along with matching soft-gold cores. I just happen to have some."
He smiled.
"Enough to make eight or ten of them."
"Thank you, Dean."
Liu Yuan nodded, then shifted the pointer, switching the image to another figure.
"Next—Chen Zifeng."
On the screen, the Soul Chasing Sword streaked forward like a beam of light, instantly piercing the opponent's defenses.
"His Spirit is the Soul Chasing Sword. An extreme Tool Spirit with terrifying attack power and speed, and a built-in homing effect."
Liu Yuan continued evenly.
"But because he pursues absolute offense, his defensive capabilities are severely lacking. Compared to Dai Yueheng's durability, he's more like an assassin wielding a razor-sharp blade—high attack, low defense."
"If we foolishly try to out-damage him, we'd be walking straight into his specialty."
Meng Hongchen tilted her head, thinking.
"Then… can we use something a bit more… underhanded?"
"For example, small concealed trigger-type spirit tools? Or interference bombs that produce intense flashes and deafening noise?"
"Very clever."
Liu Yuan looked at her with approval.
"The Soul Chasing Sword's homing relies on visual and aura locking. If we blind him with flash explosives or disrupt his mental force with high-frequency sound waves, his sword loses its target."
"And as you suggested, surprise attacks work very well."
He traced a circle in the air.
"We can design an 'Invisible Needle' spirit tool, hidden within layered defensive shields. When he thinks he's broken through and lowers his guard… countless poisoned needles fire straight at his face."
"Hiss—"
Several of the male team members sucked in a sharp breath.
That move was vicious.
But undeniably effective.
"As for Xi Xi."
The screen changed again, showing a female Agility System Spirit Master moving like lightning.
"Her speed is indeed exceptional—even faster than Chen Zifeng's. However, her offensive power is lacking; she doesn't have the burst to end a fight instantly."
Liu Yuan spoke calmly.
"To deal with an Agility System, the best approach is to restrict their movement."
"Meng can handle her."
"Once field control comes into play, half of her advantage disappears."
…
Time passed little by little.
They ate while continuing their intense discussion.
From countering Ma Xiaotao's flames, to cutting off Gongyang Mo's support, to dismantling Yao Haoxuan's sonic defenses—every secret of the Shrek Team was peeled apart layer by layer.
Before they realized it, the meal was over, and the analysis was complete.
Looking at the screen now filled with dense data and countermeasures, confidence burned brightly in everyone's eyes.
"Alright."
Liu Yuan swept his gaze across the room.
"The plan is set. For the next few days, we have no match obligations."
"Everyone—aside from necessary rest—use all your time."
"Individually craft these 'gifts' we've prepared for Shrek."
"Any questions?"
"None!"
Everyone roared in unison, their voices filled with excitement and anticipation for the hunt ahead.
…
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles away—
Shrek Academy, Sea God's Pavilion.
Inside the simple yet mysterious golden tree structure, a hunched old man lay reclined in a lounge chair, eyes closed in rest.
It was none other than the current number one figure of Shrek Academy—the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En.
Beside him stood Yan Shaozhe, a Sea God's Pavilion elder and Dean of the Martial Soul Department, maintaining a respectful posture.
"Shaozhe,"
Mu En spoke slowly, his aged voice gentle and emotionless.
"By now, the Soul Dueling Tournament in Star Luo City should have begun, correct?"
Yan Shaozhe immediately bowed.
"Yes, Teacher. Today was the opening match and the first day of the knockout rounds."
Mu En gave a slight nod, his cloudy eyelids lifting just enough to reveal a sliver of his eyes.
"And how are things on Xuan Zi's side…?"
"Has any news come back yet?"
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