After Tang San spoke, the people around him immediately broke into mischievous laughter.
Canghui Academy wasn't exactly virtuous, and Shrek Academy wasn't either—evil needs to be tempered by evil.
"Will that Shi Nian get so frustrated that he attacks us?"
Oscar's expression showed some concern. After all, Shi Nian was a Soul Saint. If he suddenly escaped and later struck at them, it wouldn't be safe.
"This competition includes Sword Douluo and the Martial Soul Hall's Demon Bear Douluo—two Spirit Masters at the Title Douluo level. Shi Nian is just a minor Soul Saint. If he can escape under such circumstances, wouldn't that show the two Title Douluos are weak, and lose face for their titles?"
Tang San said confidently. After all, it concerned the prestige of the empire and the Martial Soul Hall. While the Sword Douluo might not intervene, the Demon Bear Douluo of the Martial Soul Hall would definitely act.
Even if the Demon Bear looked down on them, he would still consider the Martial Soul Hall's reputation as the organizer of the Soul Master Tournament.
"Good. Then we just need to maintain our rankings. I wonder about the strength of the Martial Soul Hall and Star Luo team."
Oscar relaxed. It was good that nothing major had happened. He valued his life, especially since Dai Mubai had promised him status as a local king, enjoying wealth and glory.
"Don't worry, I have a plan."
Tang San was not worried. Over the years, he had collected poisonous herbs and, using his intelligence, had developed poison needles capable of killing a Soul Emperor. If untreated in time, even a Soul Saint would suffer serious consequences.
He named them Yanluo Needles, combining Dragon Whisker Needles with mixed poison—a new hidden weapon crafted with his supreme intellect.
But he wasn't planning to use them now. This was reserved for the Martial Soul Hall team. With his surprise tactics, no one would know he used hidden weapons.
"From now on, just focus on the competition. The preliminaries end in two weeks. Only by advancing can we reach the Martial Soul Hall's final tournament. The advancement rounds won't be as difficult."
"Don't worry, with Third Brother here, what team can stand against us?"
Feng Xiaotian always found a way to flatter Tang San. A model of devotion in the flattery world.
"It's not just me. Shrek Seven Devils will win together."
Tang San heard this and quietly rejoiced, but modestly gave credit to the team.
For a while, the Shrek Seven Devils laughed and chatted until midnight before finally falling asleep.
At night, the real nightmare began.
…
At that moment, Ma Hongjun had just fallen asleep when his body involuntarily began to convulse. He cried out, "No! No! Teacher Zhao!!!"
His previously plump body shook violently, foam appeared at his mouth, eyes rolled back, and a foul smell spread across the bed.
Apparently, being defeated in the dream also affected reality.
Having experienced this before, Ma Hongjun reacted, but it was still painful and pleasurable at the same time.
However, Shi Nian had left contingencies. The residual dream that could have affected Ma Hongjun for a month was now dispersed among other teammates.
Now, each member would suffer 3–5 days of nightmares. In other words, the upcoming matches might be impossible for them to participate in.
Oscar also convulsed, shouting, "Teacher Zhao! What are you doing?"
But having gone through Xue Qinghe's interrogation before, he was considered to have performed reasonably well.
Dai Mubai, Feng Xiaotian, Yu Tianheng, and Tang San suffered the most. As it was their first time, they nearly collapsed.
At this time, in Yu Tianheng's room:
"Uncle, Teacher Zhao! What are you doing? My soul power?"
Yu Tianheng mumbled in his sleep, rolling wildly, kicking his legs as if trying to escape something.
Soon, painful cries echoed.
Tang San's dream was even more intense.
"Xiao Fei!"
In the dream, Tang San had already won the championship of the entire continent's Soul Master Tournament, but was ambushed by Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, ending up severely injured.
Tang San's legs were broken, kneeling on the ground. Surrounding him were Zhao Wuji, Flandre, Yu Xiaogang, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and others.
They surrounded Xiao Fei, laughing wickedly, and in front of him, began physically interacting with Xiao Fei.
"No!!! My Xiao Fei!!!"
Watching Xiao Fei nearly faint, Tang San cried out in agony.
But no matter how much Tang San shouted, it only seemed to encourage Ma Hongjun and the others, like relentless pile drivers.
"You… all… courting death!"
Watching Xiao Fei foaming at the mouth and looking deranged, Tang San felt his heart get struck with countless blows.
He let out a fierce low roar.
Time ticked by, and Xiao Fei finally lost consciousness.
The others turned to look at Tang San cursing, smiled at each other, and Zhao Wuji stepped forward, patting Tang San on the head:
"Tang San, seems you care a lot about Xiao Fei."
"You all court death."
Seeing Zhao Wuji smug, Tang San nearly went mad, wanting to tear Zhao Wuji and the others apart.
"Hahaha, we already have a method to court death."
In the dream, Zhao Wuji laughed, pointing at Tang San: "Seems Tang San is unhappy. Let him see it properly."
Hearing this, the others surrounded Tang San with mischievous smiles, leaving Tang San dumbfounded.
"What are you going to do? My father is the Sun-Treading Douluo!"
Tang San sensed trouble, calling upon his invincible father, hoping to avoid the dire ending he imagined.
"Your father? Hahaha, come out, Sun-Treading Douluo!"
Zhao Wuji laughed again. Tang San's father, Tang Hao, appeared and joined in surrounding Tang San.
They steadily closed in on him.
"No! No! No! I'm supposed to be a God King!"
Tang San backed away frantically, crashing into Ma Hongjun's huge belly.
"What God King? You're trash."
Zhao Wuji slapped Tang San and snarled: "Trash! Accept your punishment!!!"
Tang San's screams filled the entire room. Perhaps the three Soul Saints at Shrek Academy didn't even notice.
The Shrek Seven Devils were almost entirely defeated.
"Almost" because the only exception was Xiao Fei.
In his dream, Xiao Fei was enjoying himself thoroughly. The whole Shrek Academy became his backyard.
Zhao Wuji, Flandre, Yu Xiaogang, Ma Hongjun—all were punished by him. Xiao Fei alone enjoyed himself in the residual dream.
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