"Mubai, thank you for letting me." Yu Tianheng forced himself to hold on and clasped his fists.
Dai Mubai's strength was not weak, and the quality of his martial spirit was not inferior to his.
Yu Tianheng's victory was largely due to his higher spirit power than Dai Mubai.
The two of them supported each other as they walked off the stage, and happened to run into Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
"Tianheng, you did well, you played in the style of Shrek." Yu Xiaogang said angrily, "If they hadn't deliberately targeted you, this match should have been the finals of your division."
"Master, it was worth the trip to have a hearty fight with Tianheng," Dai Mubai said with a smile.
As for the rewards for the top three, for a prince like him, they were completely insignificant.
"By the way, how did Tang San do?"
Tang San smiled. "The opponent wasn't very strong. It seems Canaan Academy doesn't want their Academy of Geniuses to be defeated by me."
"Hmph, just a bunch of scoundrels. Tianheng, Xiaosan, when you become champions of both divisions, I want to see what Han Yu's expression will be."
"Tsk, it depends on your character." A passing student, upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, said with disdain.
A mere twenty-ninth-level Great Spirit Master dares to speak so arrogantly here.
Why don't you go up and fight and show everyone whether you're tough or not?
" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, "A bunch of uneducated people. Is this how Canaan Academy teaches you to talk to your seniors?"
The student also became angry and immediately said, "Old boy, if you don't agree, then let's go up and fight!"
"Teacher, let me do it." Tang San stood in front of Yu Xiaogang.
Seeing this, the teacher who was maintaining order stepped forward and said, "Don't cause trouble here, or the Heaven Dou Empire's Prison awaits you!"
At the mention of the prison cell, Yu Xiaogang instantly calmed down.
It couldn't be helped; his time in Soto City had left a lasting impression on him.
...
The next day, the fourth round of the qualifying tournament, the semi-finals, officially began.
Tang San's opponent this
time was Zhu Zhuqing. Shrek Academy had been defeated by the Royal Dou team in their previous encounter.
This match was Tang San's revenge.
"Xiao San, don't give me face, you bitch! Beat her up!" Dai Mubai shouted angrily.
Yu Xiaogang, however, calmed down considerably. He analyzed, "Tianheng, your opponent is Shui Bing'er, who possesses the Ice Phoenix spirit. As a pinnacle of ice spirits, be careful of her!"
"Don't worry, Uncle Xiaogang. I promise to bring back victory," Yu Tianheng said with a smile.
Shui Bing'er's spirit power was one level lower than his, so Yu Tianheng had even less reason to fear her.
On the stage, Zhu Zhuqing gazed coldly at Tang San.
However, Tang San didn't harbor such a deep hatred for Zhu Zhuqing.
He smiled and said, "I've heard from Boss Dai about your relationship. It's not too late to turn back from your mistakes. We at Shrek Academy welcome you."
Zhu Zhuqing frowned.
The Shrek people's mysterious self-confidence remained unchanged.
If that was the case, she would let Tang San face defeat once again!
"The match officially begins." With the referee's command, the two men moved simultaneously.
Han Yu was also paying attention to this match.
"Tang San's Blue Silver Grass isn't as tough as before, and Zhu Zhuqing's spirit isn't the Nether Spirit Cat. This battle is quite interesting," Han Yu chuckled.
The rules of the competition forbade the use of weapons other than spirits, and also prohibited food prepared by food-type spirit masters.
Without the ability to use hidden weapons, Tang San's chances of defeating Zhu Zhuqing were less than 10%.
However, Tang San's combat awareness was unmatched by his peers.
His Blue Silver Grass blocked nearly every angle of Zhu Zhuqing's attack.
If the opponent even attempted to break through, Tang San would seize the moment and inflict severe damage.
"Teacher said the best way to break through the tight net of a control-type spirit master is to use rapid, multi-stage sprints," Zhu Zhuqing muttered to herself.
Simultaneously, her three spirit rings illuminated simultaneously.
This would indeed cost her a considerable amount of spirit power, but it also made it difficult for Tang San to guess which spirit skill she was using.
"Purple Demonic Eyes."
A flash of purple light appeared in her eyes, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure slowed considerably in Tang San's view.
"My current distance is beyond the instant kill capability of her third spirit skill. Is she planning to use her first two spirit skills to break through? Damn, using three spirit skills simultaneously? What kind of fighting style is this?"
Tang San was stunned.
He knew the effects of Zhu Zhuqing's three spirit abilities, but spirit masters had many different combinations of spirit abilities, and he couldn't be sure what Zhu Zhuqing would do next.
Yu Xiaogang, below the ring, frowned. He could also sense the pressure Tang San was under.
In the stands, Han Yu slowly withdrew his gaze. "Let's go and celebrate Zhu Zhuqing's victory."
Sun Buyu asked, puzzled. "Dean, the spirit duel isn't over yet."
Han Yu replied calmly, "Tang San has already been struck. Defeat is inevitable."
The two men had barely left the stands when the battle on the field ended.
Zhu Zhuqing's several thrusts shattered Tang San's blockade.
Exhausted by his defense, he was eventually forced off the ring by Zhu Zhuqing.
"Damn, why is this ring so small?" Yu Xiaogang cursed.
This ring, located at the very edge of the plaza, was one-third smaller than the others due to limited space.
Tang San's miscalculation of the ring's dimensions had led to this hilarious scene.
"Are you kidding me? You're the first one to voluntarily step outside the arena after all these matches. Oh! It's a Shrek student, that's all right."
"Brother, what happened to Shrek Academy?"
"Brother, this story all started on a dark and windy night."
Listening to the students' discussions, Tang San lowered his head and returned to Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher, I..."
"Xiao San, this isn't your fault. I want to complain!" Yu Xiaogang angrily led Tang San to the referees.
"I want to complain. That arena is clearly smaller. You're treating us differently. I want to complain about unfair competition."
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, the referees, who had been chatting casually, burst into laughter.
"Mr. Flathead, please leave. Every arena in the academy is different in size. But the boundaries are clearly drawn. This competitor didn't observe the terrain well. No one else is to blame."
Tang San agreed.
At the start of the match, his attention was fixed on Zhu Zhuqing, and he had forgotten to check the arena.
But Yu Xiaogang was clearly not satisfied with this.
In front of the crowd, he shouted, "You, Canaan Academy, have already decided the champion. Don't think I don't know that Zhu Zhuqing is Han Yu's direct disciple! You're cheating so blatantly! Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"
(End of this chapter)
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