Chapter 146 Angry Mr. Mu
As soon as Wang Yan said this, the expressions of Beibei and others immediately became more uneasy.
After all, they were different from Huo Yuhao. They had grown up listening to Shrek legends and could not be as detached from this game as Huo Yuhao.
And if you don't count Huo Yuhao's combat power, the gap between them and Shrek's regular members is really too big.
They are still very clear about this self-awareness.
If they represent the college, how long can they last?
One round? Or two wheels?
As representatives of Shrek, it would be really embarrassing if they were eliminated so quickly, even if the reason was not their fault!
After all, they were only eleven or twelve-year-old boys and girls, and they were in no way comparable to Huo Yuhao, a two-life time traveler.
Except for Qiu'er who was in a better mood due to special reasons, others really might not be able to accept this blow.
Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field became darker.
Only Huo Yuhao looked calm.
Seeing that everyone was in such a low mood, Wang Yan could only force a smile and comfort him: "You don't need to worry too much."
"You seem to have forgotten one thing. As elite students of Shrek Academy, what you think is inferior is already considered excellent in the eyes of others."
"The combat power of soul sects like Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and Qiu'er is definitely far superior to ordinary soul sects from other colleges. As long as we are not too unlucky and survive the first few games, it won't be a big problem."
"When Xiao Tao and Ling Luochen recover from their injuries, Shrek's overall strength will still be considered top-notch."
Beibei and the others were stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.
yes! They are not competing internally in Shrek Academy, but competing with outsiders.
As the number one academy in mainland China, Shrek’s reputation is obviously not bad!
Thinking of this, everyone's faces finally became better.
Wang Yan comforted everyone again and then left the camp hall.
But only Huo Yuhao could see the worried look on his face when he turned around.
The corners of Huo Yuhao's lips curled up slightly, and he thought to himself: "Oh, how can someone who can represent major colleges participate in such an international competition be as unbearable as Wang Yan said?"
One day later, Shrek Academy.
Mr. Xuan was sitting at the door, his weedy hairstyle even more messy, his eyes dull, and he was mechanically pouring wine into his mouth.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and an old man in white walked over, it was Yan Shaozhe.
"Mr. Xuan."
"How's it going?"
Yan Shaozhe sighed: "Gongyang Mo and Xixi are doing well. Although their internal organs were severely shaken and were infected with serious corpse poison, fortunately they did not damage their roots. They can recover after a while of cultivation. of."
"As for Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan," Yan Shaozhe shook his head regretfully, "because of their physical disabilities, they have been cut off from the possibility of becoming titled Douluo in the future. Even Soul Saints and Soul Douluo will depend on their future destiny."
Old Xuan's whole body was shaken, and the wine in the gourd spilled all over the floor. His cloudy eyes instantly turned red, as if he had aged ten years again.
At this time, Yan Shaozhe walked quietly from behind the two of them and said sadly: "Mr. Xuan, Mr. Mu asked you to go in for a meeting."
"Let's go."
Mr. Xuan stood up and walked inside, his back looking extremely lonely.
Yan Shaozhe followed behind Mr. Xuan, sighing secretly in his heart.
Beside the huge conference table, Mr. Mu, who was sitting at the head, was still lying on the recliner with a calm expression. The leaders on both sides were Elder Lin and Elder Xuan respectively. The four principals and deputy deans from the martial arts department and the soul guidance department admired the last one.
When everyone sat down, Mr. Mu slowly spoke: "Xuanzi, please tell us about this accident from beginning to end."
Xuan Lao's body was shaken, and he did not dare to neglect, and recounted the experience along the way with difficulty.
After he finished speaking, Mr. Mu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean, except Beibei, Huo Yuhao and the others have not joined the supervision team?"
"Yes."
"Dai Yueheng also rejected Wang Yan's suggestion to let Huo Yuhao provide assistance?"
"Yes."
"During the battle, Huo Yuhao, who was less than thirteen years old, was even more cautious than veterans like Ma Xiaotao. The reason why the reserve team was able to escape unscathed was because Huo Yuhao noticed something was wrong at the last moment and gave an early warning, and inspired the six-level Did the defensive soul guide save them?"
Mr. Xuan pursed his lips for a long time, then nodded with difficulty: "Yes."
Mr. Mu was silent for a long time, with naked disappointment and pain in his old eyes.
"Okay, okay! Our elite disciples carefully selected from Shrek's inner courtyard dare to take it lightly and be blindly confident when facing the evil soul master."
"Not even a twelve-year-old child!"
"You have studied in the inner academy for such a long time, and you don't even understand the principle of a lion fighting a rabbit? Yan Shaozhe, this is how you teach your disciples!" Mr. Mu's voice became louder and louder, his eyes blazingly staring at his own disciple.
Yan Shaozhe was heartbroken and ashamed, and did not dare to explain a single word.
Elder Mu shook his head and sighed: "Soul guidance tools are still soul guidance tools. In recent years, how many proud inner court disciples have lost their lives because they looked down on soul guidance tools."
"If Dai Yueheng and the others were each equipped with defensive soul tools, and Huo Yuhao reminded them in time, how could the corpse explosion cause them such huge casualties?"
All the elders at the long table fell silent.
Based on their experience, they can naturally make a clear judgment. Even if Dai Yueheng and the others were only equipped with level five defensive soul guides, they would never suffer such heavy losses.
Looking at the silent crowd, Mr. Mu was extremely disappointed: "Two soul emperors, six soul kings, and a ninety-eighth level super Douluo led the team, but they were blown up by a soul king level evil soul master. Zero and all!”
Mr. Xuan's face was full of guilt.
"There has never been an invincible soul master in the world. I am not, you are not, and the disciples in the inner courtyard are not either!"
"It's not scary to encounter accidents. What's scary is that you are complacent and even take the initiative to reduce your ability to resist accidents!"
"You keep saying that level doesn't mean everything. Those ninth-level soul masters in the Sun and Moon Empire are so far behind you in soul power cultivation, but they can still compete with you with their soul guides!"
"Don't you guys use your brains to think about why this is happening?"
"Ahem." Mr. Mu was heartbroken and couldn't help coughing.
Yan Shaozhe was startled and said quickly: "Teacher, you have to take care of yourself!"
"Take care of yourself! If this continues, after I die, Shrek may be the next Tang Sect!"
Looking at these proud old stubborns, Mr. Mu finally couldn't help but said angrily.
Everyone present was shocked.
How many years has it been since I heard the mood swings in Mr. Mu's tone?
Eighty years?
Or a hundred years?
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