Even after Tang Sui quietly entered the player-only channel, the audience members were still staring in disbelief at another young man who had been knocked unconscious and was now being carried away on a stretcher by two staff members. They were all dazed.
You're telling me that was a support-type soul master?
You must be kidding!
What kind of support-type could be so brutal, eliminating a Soul Venerable-level expert in one blow without even needing to expend any soul power?!
That wasn't a support-type; it was a walking weapon of mass destruction!
Having successfully achieved her first solo and duo victory, Tang Sui cheerfully went to find Master.
There was still some time before the team battle, so she decided to ask her teacher for permission to go to a nearby night market to buy some delicious food =v=
...
Time trickled by, and Tang Sui, while eating a skewer of grilled pineapple, took a bite of the crispy, sweet fruit, chewing it as she stood among the victorious team.
When Tang Sui went out to buy food, she had smartly bought a portion for everyone, wrapping them in oil paper and storing them in her purple crystal bracelet.
Therefore, now, the Shrek Eight Monsters each had a skewer of grilled pineapple, serving as their reward for their solo and duo victories today.
Tang Sui had also bought skewers for Flander and the others. Zhao Wuji finished his grilled pineapple in two or three bites, believing he needed to maintain his image in front of the students and temporarily stored his in his soul tool. Master was not interested in such sweet and sour snacks, so he politely declined Tang Sui's offer, patting her head to show his appreciation.
Sweet and sour snacks were clearly more popular with the younger generation.
The Shrek Eight Monsters, each with a skewer of grilled pineapple, happily gnawed on their "fruits of victory." Master, Flander, and Zhao Wuji, standing before them, nodded secretly in their hearts as they looked at the little monsters who had returned victorious tonight, not a single one having been defeated.
Master then glanced at the large clock hanging above the service hall and, after a moment of thought, said, "It seems you are all quite familiar with the competition rules of the Great Soul Arena. I believe you are now ready to participate in the team battles."
Participate in team battles?
Dai Mubai quickly chewed a piece of pineapple and looked at Master hesitantly, "Master, although we can register multiple people for team battles at once, only seven can actually compete in the end, and we have eight people..."
"Brother Dai, can I just watch you guys fight?"
Tang Sui enthusiastically raised her small hand, her blue eyes sparkling, showing no sign of disappointment at not being able to compete and earn points.
She even took out a bag of snacks from her purple crystal bracelet, hugging them to her chest, and looked at everyone with great anticipation, as if her face clearly stated "Can I slack off today?".
Who could refuse such a well-behaved and sensible little girl?
The members of the Shrek Academy thought to themselves, they couldn't.
Master's usually indifferent expression softened slightly due to Tang Sui's action, and a hint of helplessness appeared at the corners of his lips. "Alright then. Sui Sui will temporarily not participate in the first team battle. The rest of you will go on stage."
"If you've decided, then hurry up, little monsters," Zhao Wuji urged from the side. "It's getting late to register now. If we delay further, we'll have to be night owls in the middle of the night!"
Flander, feeling a bit offended, glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was completely oblivious.
Master nodded and finally instructed, "Remember, team battles are different from others. You will be facing an entire team of level thirty or higher. Teams that can form a cohesive unit generally have strong coordination and tacit understanding, and they won't lack various types of soul masters. Go register now and let other teams see the strength of our Shrek Academy."
"Yes!"
The group, full of spirit, followed Flander to register.
Master and Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, took Tang Sui to the separate viewing room prepared for the team battle participants.
Finishing the last bite of grilled pineapple, Tang Sui followed Master and Zhao Wuji, her mind wandering as she listened to Zhao Wuji ask why she was being sent to solo duels.
Without her, the little butterfly, her brother's opponents this time should be the Frenzy Team, right?
This question was answered when Flander returned with the match list for tonight's team battles.
Oh, still the Frenzy Team. Then this one is a sure win.
Tang Sui yawned, a few tear drops escaping the corners of her eyes. Feeling sleepy, she curled up in a corner of the team lounge sofa, leaning against it, and fell asleep.
Following this order, maybe they could reach the Royal Fighting Team?
She was still thinking about that green-headed turtle who, in the original timeline, had injured Sister Xiao Wu.
With this thought, Tang Sui's head drooped completely. Perhaps it was because the surroundings were filled with familiar presences, but as Tang Sui leaned against the sofa armrest, her consciousness slowly faded, and she sank into a deep sleep.
...
That night, their expectations were met. Dai Mubai and the others had a thrilling battle with the Frenzy Team. During the fight, Flander couldn't help but sweat for Tang San, who was the last one remaining on the battlefield. This was because the last "wishful thinking mushroom sausage" had already been given to Tang San, and Oscar, having depleted all his soul power and stamina, fell from mid-air, only to be caught by Xiao Wu and the others.
But on stage, only Tang San remained.
"Sui Sui, wake up! Your brother is in a tough fight!" Zhao Wuji tried to shake Tang Sui awake, who was sleeping so soundly.
However, Tang Sui was sleeping too deeply. Even Zhao Wuji, whose voice was as loud as a gong, couldn't wake her.
Tang Sui: zzz...
— Author's Notes —
Mo Li: My apologies, my dear daughter, but I won't be encountering that green-headed turtle.
Sui Sui: ╭(╯^╰)╮