Chapter 149: Xiangjia Academy, Xiangjia Sect.
Tiandou City, Spirit Hall's meeting room.
Saras sat in the main seat, boredly reading the letter in his hand. Kneeling beside him was a Spirit Hall staff member who had just returned from Shrek Academy.
"What the hell is Flanders doing?" Saras saw Flanders' response written in the letter in his hand.
"Respected Bishop Saras: I'm flattered that Your Excellency has invited Flanders. Unexpectedly, we all feel ill after eating inappropriately last night, and we can't keep the appointment. I deeply apologize. I will come to apologize someday. I hope Your Excellency will forgive me."
Just as Saras frowned slightly, the staff member kneeling beside him said, "Sir, we have another piece of news regarding Shrek Academy."
"Oh?"
Saras raised the letter in his hand. "Tell me about it."
The staff member said respectfully, "After yesterday's game, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire and Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect also went to Shrek Academy..."
When the staff member said this, Saras knew exactly what Flanders meant. No longer interested in listening, he interrupted.
"Alas, there are so many restless people in this world..."
Saras spread his hands slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. "I want to see what the academy that snatched five spots in that space has to offer."
Then, Saras looked at the towering figure sitting across from him and pointed at him.
"If I remember correctly, Shrek Academy's next opponent in the draw seems to be your Elephant Armor Academy, right?"
"Yes!" The towering figure slowly stood up, a sneer playing on his lips, just like Saras.
Meanwhile, inside Shrek Academy,
"Your next opponent is Elephant Armor Academy," the Grandmaster said solemnly, gathering everyone in his office. It was clear that this opponent was putting immense pressure on him.
"Elephant Armor Academy," Ning Rongrong tilted her head. "Could it be the strongest defensive sect, the Elephant Armor Sect?"
"Yes," the Grandmaster admitted.
"This Elephant Armor Academy is one of the four lower sects. It's known as the strongest defensive sect, founded by the Elephant Armor Sect, and its strength is formidable."
"So what?"
Ma Hongjun boasted, his face filled with disdain. "Hmph, the strongest defense, is that so great? As long as I step in, everything can be handled."
Xuan Mo, standing next to Ma Hongjun, couldn't help but twitch his lips upon hearing his words.
Honestly, with the defensive capabilities of the Elephant Armor Sect's spirits, even Xuan Mo wouldn't dare to say that.
Now, Ma Hongjun dared to act so arrogantly. Was he just being arrogant, or was he simply unable to lift a blade?
Thinking of this, Xuan Mo smashed his fist into Ma Hongjun's head, cursing, "Fatty! The Elephant Armor Sect's unique spirit, the Diamond Mammoth, not only possesses unparalleled defensive capabilities, but also possesses immensely powerful power attacks. Few spirit masters of the same rank could defeat it, and even I only have a 60% chance of defeating it. You're really boasting!"
"Ouch!"
Ma Hongjun clutched his head, groaning in pain and crouching down. However, the look he gave Xuan Mo was filled with deep resentment, and he kept muttering.
This gave Xuan Mo a chill, and he was about to continue.
Just then, the Grandmaster shared a new piece of information.
"And according to the latest news, their Young Sect Master is also participating in this Spirit Master Competition, and he's extremely talented. So, you've met a formidable opponent..."
After the Grandmaster finished speaking, he turned his attention to Tang San and Xuan Mo. Noticing the Grandmaster's gaze, Xuan Mo not only withdrew his attack, but his expression also grew serious.
Seeing everyone silent, Zhao Wuji, who was standing aside with his arms folded across his chest, suggested: "We rejected the Spirit Hall's olive branch, they must be furious. Moreover, the Elephant Armor Sect and the Spirit Hall are in cahoots, who knows how they might deal a cruel blow to us. I think, since the top five in the preliminaries will advance, we might as well forfeit..."
As soon as Zhao Wuji said the word "forfeit", Flanders jumped up, rushed towards Zhao Wuji, and said with gritted teeth: "What?! I just got a sponsor!"
Xuan Mo looked at Tang San's gloomy and unwilling eyes, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, then said: "It's not that we can't fight, it's just that the person on the field has to be changed."
Xuan Mo's words directly attracted everyone's attention, and even Flanders, who was chasing Zhao Wuji, stopped immediately, "Oh? Then tell me, how do we go in?"
"In this situation, we need to combine two methods." Xuan Mo glanced at everyone, "First, use cleverness to break force."
"That's right. Extremely strong defenses will inevitably expose weaknesses. In this case, we can break them with cleverness." Tang San slammed the table and stood up when he heard Xuan Mo's first method.
"Then, Old Mo, what about the second method?"
Dai Mubai saw Xuan Mo's faint smile, "Hurry up, don't keep us in suspense, this is really asking for a beating."
"As for the second method, use force to break force."
After Xuan Mo said this, everyone in the audience was stunned. Only a few people seemed to be thinking about it.
"Don't worry, I'll tell you the details later. All you need to know is that these two methods must be combined with each other."
"Brother Mo, then quickly tell us who will appear."
Upon hearing Xuan Mo's words, Ma Hongjun stopped dwelling on the two options. After all, for him, just getting on the field was enough.
"Alright. What I mean is, of the Shrek Eight Devils, excluding Rongrong and Xiaoao, four will be sent out. And these four..."
Xuan Mo said mid-sentence, then, catching everyone's expectant gaze, smiled and said, "Except for Xiaosan, a Control-type Spirit Master, the other three, including me, are all Attack-type Spirit Masters."
"Why?!"
As soon as Xuan Mo finished speaking, Xiao Wu jumped out, her face filled with indignation, demanding an explanation.
"What do you think? Facing a tank like this, a heavily armored one at that? We have to suppress it with firepower, otherwise, how are you going to fight it!"
"Brother Mo, what's a tank?"
Oscar's attention was clearly different from the others'. He was the only one who noticed the word "tank" and asked Xuan Mo aloud.
Xuan Mo realized he had accidentally said the wrong thing in his haste and quickly corrected himself, "It's a Defense-type Spirit Master."
The others didn't raise any suspicions, simply dismissing it as a minor incident.
"But this..."
Just as Xiao Wu was about to object, Tang San stopped her.
Although Xiao Wu was helpless, she could only concede after Xuan Mo slammed the table.
"Alright, it's settled then."
At this moment, Master and the others smiled with relief when they saw Xuan Mo and his team decide to face Xiangjia Academy.
However, Flanders was the only one who was different. Upon hearing Xuan Mo and his team's decision, he gave them a thumbs-up. "Well done, Mo."
Then, he stood aside with a sly grin.
"Hehe. Great! Now the sponsorship is finally done. My money..."
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing stared at Xuan Mo, looking as if he was going to tear him apart if he didn't give them a proper "explanation."
Finally, facing their gazes, Xuan Mo compromised, promising to split half of Ma Hongjun's playing time between them. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing finally gave in.
As for Ma Hongjun's protest, "Hey! Brother Mo, you are being unreasonable!"
"Shut up!"
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