Chapter 69: That Little Brat Has a Magical D*ck
The next day.
Shrek Academy vs. Zheng Tian Academy.
Thanks to Elder Zhuang's healing the previous night, Ling Luochen—the one who had suffered only the lightest injuries, little more than a scratch—had already recovered and was able to join today's match.
From Xuanzi's perspective, relying solely on Beibei and the reserve members to win this battle was far too risky. Shrek couldn't afford to gamble it all. Adding Ling Luochen, another Soul King, at least raised their odds slightly.
Meanwhile, Zheng Tian Academy was sending out their full main roster—three Soul Kings and four Soul Ancestors. That formation practically guaranteed that each of the next three rounds would have a Soul King anchoring the fight.
For Shrek, this was nothing less than a nightmare.
At this point, no amount of tactical adjustments could change things—especially since Xuanzi and Ma Xiaotao had little understanding of actual tactics to begin with.
The only plan left was simple: ensure Beibei, Dai Huabin, and He Caitou's trio secured one win, then count on Ling Luochen to take another. Only then would Shrek scrape through to the next round.
"Shrek forever!"
"Victory is ours!"
The crowd's deafening cheers only deepened the pressure weighing down on Shrek's side. Despite their sloppy performances in the earlier matches, Shrek's name still carried weight.
The loyal fans convinced themselves that Shrek had simply been hiding its true strength. It was the perfect logical loophole, neatly covering up every shortcoming.
"Beibei," Elder Xuanzi said gravely, "I have no other demands of you. I only ask that you do not tarnish the reputation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Win this match for Shrek."
Beibei nodded heavily. He couldn't help but wonder—if he had followed his clan's arrangements back then instead of walking his own path, would he be stronger now? Strong enough that today's match wouldn't feel like such a struggle?
But as soon as the thought surfaced, he crushed it. Regret was useless. Cultivation could be pursued at any time, but meeting Xiaoya… that was fate. Without her, he doubted he'd ever truly be happy. For that reason alone, he had no regrets about his choice.
Shrek's lineup was set:
First round: Wang Dong + Jiang Nannan.
Second round: Ling Luochen + Ning Tian.
Final round: Beibei + Dai Huabin + He Caitou.
Zhu Lu was crossed out. Su Tong and the not-yet-fully-recovered Ma Xiaotao were left as so-called "hidden cards." To call them "trump cards" was generous—they were more like desperate last resorts.
By contrast, Zheng Tian Academy's team looked razor-sharp, clearly having studied Shrek's patterns in detail. Even when facing Shrek's current lineup, their captain, Ye Wuqing, didn't dare to take things lightly.
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Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy – Spectator Section
"Hehehe, place your bets! I, Xiao Hongchen, am throwing down another 100,000 gold soul coins. My bet is simple—Shrek's gonna lose the first round!"
His voice rang out, but very few people responded.
"Tch~ Idiot brother, even without knowing Shrek's intel, anyone looking at their lineup can tell they'll lose the first match. That's not betting—that's stating the obvious."
Ma Rulong and the others stifled their laughter. Betting on a known outcome wasn't gambling—it was investing. None of them were about to compete with Xiao Hongchen's reckless spending. Anyone with eyes could see Shrek didn't stand a chance in the first fight.
In the front row, Huo Yuhao turned to Wang Yan with a smile.
"Teacher Wang, what do you think of Shrek's arrangement?"
"Utter nonsense!" Wang Yan clenched his fists in frustration.
If it had been up to him, he would've sent Ling Luochen out first to boost morale, then arranged the matches so their weaker fighters faced stronger opponents while their stronger fighters secured guaranteed wins. That was how you locked down two rounds.
But the current setup? Losing the first match right off the bat meant pinning all hope on the remaining two. Worse, they might even end up facing Zheng Tian Academy's captain, Ye Wuqing, in the decisive round.
Yuhao chuckled. "I actually think Shrek might win. With their backs to the wall, no retreat left… maybe they'll fight like cornered beasts. They might even pull some underhanded tricks."
Wang Yan didn't respond directly. He knew Beibei's Tang Sect background—and those hidden weapons could be troublesome. As for the others, he couldn't say for sure what tricks they had, so he withheld judgment.
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The match began.
First round: Wang Dong + Jiang Nannan vs. Zheng Tian Academy's Yu Mengdi + Yang Yifan.
Yu Mengdi's martial soul manifested—an angel with ordinary twin wings. Yet when it appeared, Yuhao's expression sharpened.
This… Could it be related to Ye Guyi? Or perhaps connected to the remnants of the Qian Family?
The data available was limited, but the bloodline connection was undeniable.
If there was a difference, it was this: Ye Guyi's martial soul leaned closer to Qian Renxue's pure angel lineage, while Yu Mengdi's was merely a degraded variant.
The battle quickly turned fierce.
Though Wang Dong didn't feel much loyalty toward Shrek—she even clashed with them frequently—her nature ensured she wouldn't easily back down in this spotlight.
It wasn't about Shrek's honor. She simply craved the intoxicating feeling of standing victorious under the cheers of thousands.
But the truth was brutal. She was a Soul Elder; Jiang Nannan was just a low-level Soul Ancestor. Against a Soul King + Soul Ancestor combo, no amount of last-minute explosions could earn them the Goddess of Luck's blessing.
Still, in the desperate final moments, Wang Dong managed something that stunned the entire arena.
"That's the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"She has a second martial soul?!"
The spectators erupted. Even the Sun Moon Academy students were shocked—though Yuhao wasn't among them.
He was barely holding back his laughter.
Seriously… how did that certain God-King end up giving his daughter such a bizarre martial soul combo? Clear Sky Hammer + Light Butterfly Goddess?
What happened here? Did Tang San cuck that old rabbit? Or did that little fluffball cuck Tang San? Thinking about it, the former seemed more likely.
Unless… could the bloodline of a hundred-thousand-year rabbit forcibly mutate under divine energy, turning from rabbit into butterfly? Now that would be worth researching.
And then it clicked. Yuhao's eyes lit up in mock revelation.
There was only one truth—that brat has a magical D*ck!
A magical D*ck strong enough to make a rabbit give birth to a butterfly. Old Tang, old Tang… you truly had world-shaking wisdom!
Of course, Yuhao knew the real reason. With Tang San meddling in everything, even Huo Hang could perfectly fuse martial souls with her. At that point, did anything really need explaining? It was redundant.
Back to the fight—Wang Dong's reveal of a second martial soul, the legendary Clear Sky Hammer, naturally drew endless attention. Even Shrek's own side, including Xuanzi, was dumbfounded.
A twin martial soul. And not just any second martial soul—the Clear Sky Hammer, the pinnacle of attack-type martial souls!
Why didn't you say so earlier?! If you'd told us, we would've built the whole lineup around you!
Wang Dong unleashed everything she had. Meanwhile, Jiang Nannan had already been beaten into a state resembling a dead dog and thrown off the stage.
Normally, this would've triggered Xu Sanshi's berserk mode. But oh right—Xu Sanshi had already lost his D*ck, his martial soul shattered, and was currently undergoing treatment at Shrek.
Perhaps this was Shrek's plan all along—sacrificing Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong early to provoke their teammates, igniting a desperate "last stand" in the later matches.
But reality was harsh. Without the fragments of that God-King's divine consciousness backing them, even going all-out couldn't change the outcome.
When your "daddy" substitute is gone, those fantasy "miracle turnarounds" don't happen. Not in reality.
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(End of Chapter)