Tang San's gaze turned towards Chen Feng on the stage again, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes.
Chen Feng's performance on the Spirit Battle Stage was like a phoenix in the flames. Every move he made carried an irresistible momentum, which made Tang San feel deeply touched. Chen Feng's strength was indeed growing steadily.
Deep in Tang San's heart, his once - held pride and self - confidence began to waver.
He asked himself, if he were the one standing on the stage today, could he be as calm and composed as Chen Feng?
A sense of uncertainty welled up in Tang San's heart, and this feeling made him a bit uneasy.
He might be able to win, but compared to Chen Feng's ease, he would definitely have to exert more effort.
"Sigh, since there's me, Tang San, why must there be him, Chen Feng?"
On the Spirit Battle Stage, the host's voice echoed in the air, announcing the victory of the Spirit Cat Divine Sword combination.
Down in the stands, Xiao Wu and the others pushed through the bustling crowd and finally reached Chen Feng's side.
Xiao Wu's face was beaming with excitement and approval, and her bright eyes sparkled with an unquenchable light.
"Congratulations, Brother Chen Feng," Xiao Wu's voice was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, filled with deep joy.
Chen Feng smiled slightly, modestly waving his hand, with a faint air of calm and confidence on his face:
"It's okay. My performance this time was just so - so."
His understated manner perfectly hid his inner pride and satisfaction.
The surrounding companions burst into laughter. Ma Hongjun even exaggeratedly touched his chest, looking as if he was greatly stricken:
"If you're just so - so, are the rest of us even supposed to live?"
Ma Hongjun's words triggered an even more enthusiastic round of laughter.
Xiao Wu's eyes rolled nimbly, a playful smile flitting across the corner of her eyes.
She lightly approached Chen Feng, her voice teasing yet a bit flirtatious:
"Brother Chen Feng, come on, be honest. Did it feel great when you grabbed that part?"
"Of course..." Chen Feng said half a sentence, then suddenly realized Xiao Wu's joke and quickly corrected himself.
"Of course it didn't feel great."
Xiao Wu wasn't convinced. She pouted her lips, feigning anger:
"Hmph, Brother Chen Feng is not allowed to touch bad women."
Chen Feng playfully retorted, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes:
"What about... good women?"
Xiao Wu's cheeks instantly flushed red. She glared at Chen Feng resentfully, her voice urgent and firm:
"That's not allowed either."
Perhaps today was a lucky day for the Shrek Seven Devils, favored by fate.
In this noisy Spirit Arena, they conquered every opponent with an invincible stance.
In all the one - on - one and two - on - two spirit battles, they achieved victory.
Five one - on - one matches and three two - on - two matches, not a single failure. All eight matches ended with a glorious clean - sweep record.
The spirit - battle journey of the Shrek Seven Devils had thus opened with a perfect start.
The brilliance of victory, like the bright sun, shone on every inch of their skin, filling their hearts with excitement and pride.
However, this was not the end.
Today's spirit battles were not over yet. There was still one final match awaiting them to complete, a more arduous challenge.
The three instructors, the Master, Flanders, and Zhao Wuji, stood aside, their gazes deep as they watched these children, the oldest of whom was no more than fifteen years old.
The light shining in their eyes was filled with deep gratification and pride.
The confidence and determination on each child's face were the fruits of their years of cultivation.
Flanders nodded slightly and said, "It's time to participate in the team battle. The team you'll face today consists of members above level 30. In team battles, cooperation among each other is far more important than individual combat."
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In the Soto Grand Spirit Arena, the No. 3 VIP room, bathed in soft light, exuded an air of extraordinary dignity.
The luxury within the room was breathtaking. Every piece of furniture was exquisitely carved, radiating a low - key yet magnificent glow.
The huge leather sofa, like a sleeping dragon, lay across the center of the resplendent room. It was over fifteen meters long, and its width was ample enough for more than a dozen people to rest comfortably.
The entire wall inlaid with crystals sparkled under the illumination of the lights, resembling countless bright stars, dazzling to behold.
The crystal wall was transparent and bright, through which one could clearly overlook every corner of the central main Spirit Battle Arena.
However, the seven young people in the VIP room did not seem to be attracted by the intense competition outside. Their attention was focused on their conversation.
"Yanzi, did you go to watch the match of that so - called Crazy Team? What's so interesting about a team from a small place? Now you regret it, right?"
A young man with long black hair said disdainfully, his tone tinged with a bit of teasing.
"Call me Sister Yan, not Yanzi," Duguyan replied coldly, her voice carrying a hint of authority and non - resistance.
Her short, deep - purple hair fell casually, messy yet elegant, adding a touch of independent and cold - blooded temperament to her.
Although her grandfather, Dugu Bo, hoped that she would marry Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianheng seemed reluctant to accept her because of the toxins in her body.
The relationship between the two was growing increasingly distant. Every time she thought about this, a sense of bitterness and helplessness welled up in Duguyan's heart.
"Sister Yan, I think what Brother Tianheng said is right. What's so interesting about a team from a small place? With our strength, we can swagger around even in the imperial city," said Yufeng, the Wind Chime Bird Soul Master, another handsome young man with short golden hair.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and exchanged a knowing smile.
Each of them was a powerful fighter who had gone through countless battles and had unparalleled confidence in their own strength.
Indeed, with their strength, they didn't need to pay attention to such low - level teams at all.
"You guys missed the previous match. In fact, it was very exciting," Duguyan said slowly, her voice carrying a hint of profundity.
Yufeng frowned and replied, half - believing, "What's so exciting about it? Did Kuangxi single - handedly take down the whole opposing team?"
His tone was tinged with disdain, clearly showing his prejudice towards the match.
However, Duguyan's next words were like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky.
"Who said the Crazy Team won? On the contrary, they lost."
These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing a small stir in the quiet room.
"Impossible! The Crazy Team actually lost!"
Asuro, the cold - looking man in black, couldn't help but stand up. A flash of surprise passed through his eyes.
As a Ghost Leopard Soul Master, he was very perceptive in judging strength.
The Crazy Team, though not a top - tier team, was definitely not weak. The team that could defeat them in the match must be extraordinary.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I probably wouldn't believe this result either. The team that defeated the Crazy Team is a newly - registered team - the Shrek Team. Moreover, there are very powerful soul masters in the team," Duguyan said with a hint of thoughtfulness, her eyes shining with seriousness and admiration.