"Shrek… lost?"
"The Heart of Fire Battle Team, with four people, defeated the combined seven-person team of Shrek and the Royal Fight Team, despite being outranked?!"
"Did I see that correctly?"
"It's a fix! This is definitely a fix!"
"Damn it, refund!"
"…"
The moment Tang San, the last member of the Shrek Team, fell, the Soto City Great Spirit Arena erupted.
Most of the audience broke down at this moment, their angry faces as red as persimmons.
Fan signs and glow sticks originally emblazoned with messages like [Go Shrek], [Shrek Must Win], and [Thousand Hands Asura is Invincible] were hurled from all directions at the Shrek Team members.
The undefeated myth that had lasted for a month in the Soto City Great Soul Arena had fallen at this moment, with everyone clamoring against them.
"I lost. I tried my best, but I still lost."
"Unless I can forge the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus and the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle…"
"But that's simply beyond my current strength to create."
"Right now, I can't defeat them…"
Tang San lay weakly in a pool of blood, his eyes dull.
Even his rare external Spirit Bone, the Eight Spider Lances, which his teacher had praised, had five of its legs severed in this battle by the Netherworld Hundred Flower, a Hidden Weapons jointly unleashed by Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing.
Mysterious Jade Hand, Godly Zhuge Crossbow, sleeve arrows, Dragon Beard Needle… all had been defeated.
The Netherworld Hundred Flower was not only astonishingly destructive, but the hellish and undead aura it carried also sent shivers down one's spine. Coupled with Zhu Zhuqing's Hunter's Vigil Halls, they felt as if they were facing the judgment of an unassailable Hunter's Vigil, utterly powerless to retaliate.
Tang San lay weakly in a pool of blood, his eyes dull.
Teacher… did I… did I fail to live up to your expectations?
Tang Sect… can I still restore your glory?
Even when struck by rotten shoes, drink cups, and other trash thrown from the stands, he remained motionless, just lying there.
There is no greater sorrow than a heart that has died…
He could vaguely hear the Great Spirit Arena guards coming to maintain order, and some healing Spirit Masters and doctors coming up to treat their injuries, accompanied by the doctors' anxious voices:
"Are there still vital signs?"
"Esteemed healing Spirit Master of the Royal Fight Team, please help us treat the injured!"
"Still no good?"
"Are they dead?"
"No, they're alive, their heartbeats have resumed, they're still alive! Quick, stop the bleeding for the injured."
"No, the wounds are difficult to heal. This weapon contains corrosive power. If this continues, these injured individuals will be left with unhealable injuries."
"…"
"How are they doing now?"
"The Evil Eyes White Tiger's left eye was hit; it might not be salvageable."
"The Evil Fire Phoenix's left leg's major bone was shattered; we cannot reattach it. If we don't amputate in time, the corrosive power might spread to the abdomen, and there's a risk of genital paralysis."
"Where are the injured's family and teachers? We need their signed consent, otherwise we cannot risk treatment!"
…