Chapter Seventy-Four: Shrek’s Advantage, Mu Yang

“It’s good that it’s settled, but I’ve suffered quite a loss this time. Can the Ice Spring Academy reimburse me?” Muyang let out a sigh of relief as he spoke.

“Yes, but the academy doesn’t have such pure ice spring as yours. We’ll have to compensate you with something else,” Elder Xuan replied.

“Alright.” Muyang agreed immediately. With Shrek’s millennia of accumulated wealth, whatever they provided couldn’t possibly be inferior.

Walking to the edge of the competition stage, Elder Xuan turned around again. “The match must continue, unless you all want to become a laughingstock before hundreds of thousands of spectators. Oh, and there’s one thing I must make clear. I won’t meddle if anyone else dies, but if this boy loses his life, I can’t guarantee I won’t lose control. It seems there’s no power here that could stop me if I went mad. Unless you use some special means, whether this boy dies is questionable in the first place.”

In the previous match, Muyang’s chest had been pierced by a soul-guided ray. Because his recovery was so rapid, no one else noticed—but Elder Xuan was not like everyone else. As a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, even though his body was nearing decline, he still possessed the peak constitution of his class. Though not comparable to soul beasts, Elder Xuan was the strongest in every aspect during this competition.

When Elder Xuan saw Muyang’s chest penetrated, he almost went berserk. But as he looked again, he saw something astonishing: the wound in Muyang’s chest, from the heart to the skin, had completely healed. Owing to his rank, Elder Xuan even witnessed how Muyang’s heart was reconstructed, bit by bit.

There was no logic to it: flesh and blood materialized from the air, and in an instant, everything was restored as if nothing had happened.

This was a question Elder Xuan could not ask—at least not now. To probe such a thing before hundreds of thousands? Muyang’s martial soul was already easily mistaken for that of an evil soul master. If, on top of that, his recovery defied logic, even if people didn’t outright call him an evil soul master, suspicion would fester. Worse yet, he might draw the attention of true evil soul masters.

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The students from the Sun Moon Battle Team wanted to protest, but their supervising teacher extended a hand to stop them.

“Teacher, are we just going to let this go? We—” Ma Rulong protested indignantly.

“Silence,” the teacher snapped, his voice harsh. “Do you know who that is? That’s Shrek Academy’s foremost powerhouse, among the top five on the entire continent. His title is the Devourer. A rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, with strength terrifyingly close to the Limit Douluo. If he goes mad, he could reduce this city to ruins. Even if the Hall Master were here, he wouldn’t confront him head-on. Who knows why that old monster decided to show up at the finals... All we can do now is give it our all. If you can defeat that boy on stage, then victory in this match is all but assured. Don’t be stingy with your soul tools—throw everything you have at him, use whatever means necessary to bring him down.”

“Both sides, send forth your next competitors: for Shrek Academy, Muyang; for Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, Micah. Take the stage.”

Despite Shrek’s heavy losses and their shaken confidence, even if Muyang now seemed invincible, there was always a way. If all else failed, three consecutive seventh-level repulsion barriers could still push him off the stage.

The Sun Moon team’s supervising teacher narrowed his eyes, his expression growing grim. At this moment, he knew he could not afford to lose composure; a single misstep could spell total defeat. Although Shrek now held the advantage, it all rested on Muyang alone. If they could defeat him, they would shatter Shrek’s greatest edge.

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This chapter was written by the author on a whim, fulfilling a promise made during a group chat.

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