Their opponent today was a bit tough, and their main members were more or less injured. They might not be able to recover from their injuries by the time of tomorrow's game.

If you can take a day off, that would be great!

"I'm the team leader, not the turtle in the wishing pool..."

The teacher in charge covered his forehead and sighed.

It's too difficult, it's really too difficult.

Every time these guys draw lots, it’s like they are looking into a wishing pool… He’s under a lot of pressure!

"Why am I the one leading the team in this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition?"

The teacher in charge wanted to cry but had no tears. He really couldn't stand the pressure anymore!

Those who had never won a bye or Qibao Academy from the beginning to the end were also a little panicked!

just in case……

If they draw a bye and Qibao Academy in the last and penultimate rounds, this rest will be meaningless!

"The first match of the fifteenth round of the preliminaries, Tiandou Royal Academy vs. Qibao Academy!"

"The second match of the fifteenth round of the preliminaries..."

"What? Tiandou Royal Academy versus Qibao Academy?"

"Teacher! What are you doing?"

Hearing this result, many people felt a little uneasy!

The probability of taking a day off is reduced by half!

Apart from Qibao Academy, there is only one bye opportunity left!

As for the Tiandou Royal Academy which has been on a winning streak, although they are strong, it is not impossible to defeat them.

In the eyes of everyone, Tang San’s martial spirit is just a mutated blue silver grass!

No matter how strong you are, how strong can you be?

Only a few people know that Tang San’s martial soul is not just as simple as the Blue Silver Grass, he has another martial soul!

The best weapon spirit in the world, Clear Sky Hammer!

It’s still the Clear Sky Hammer that has been cultivated to the 5th ring!

Such an existence is really not something that a group of people in their thirties or forties can deal with.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ru Meng were slightly stunned after hearing the result.

I didn't expect to run into Zhu Rong and the others at this stage.

"Tang San, we..."

Dai Mubai was a little hesitant. His current strength was not as strong as Zhu Zhuqing, and he didn't want to fight against Zhu Rong and others at all.

Zhu Zhuqing is already level 46, and he is only level 39!

"Admit defeat!"

Tang San shook his head, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was no match for Zhu Rong at all now. How would he get beaten when he performed on stage?

"Dai Mubai, I know you are very unwilling, and so am I! But so what?"

Tang San turned and looked at Dai Mubai, and said with a hint of profound meaning.

"We are no match for them right now. Wait! Wait for the opportunity!"

"hateful!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly, and with his head full of white hair, he looked very fierce!

His hair color was golden before, but after Dai Mubai dyed Tang San's hair, his hair turned white.

Evil-eyed white tiger, white tiger, and white hair are quite a match.

"Okay, if you're not convinced, you can go and discuss it with Zhu Rong. Maybe he'll give you a 1v1 opportunity."

Tang San said expressionlessly.

Dai Mubai: "..."

1v1?

He went to ask Zhu Rong to beat him up? Dai Mubai was not stupid!

"Third brother, if we just admit defeat, will those old guys have any objections?"

Rumeng said to Tang San at this time.

The old guys he was talking about were none other than the three professors of Meng Shen Ji and Prince Xue Xing.

Although the Royal Fighting Team II is not the main force in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, it is also a team of the Tiandou Royal Academy.

If we give up directly, it will affect our reputation to some extent.

These people value honor more than their lives!

Ru Meng didn't know whether Prince Xuexing was like this, but the three professors were like this!

"If they are dissatisfied, they can just go and fight Zhu Rong themselves!"

Tang San curled his lips and said disdainfully.

He had a hunch that if these three professors fought alone, they might not be Zhu Rong's match.

Although Tang San didn't understand why he thought this way, he felt that his intuition was correct.

Zhu Rong had killed a Fallen Soul Saint when he was at the Soul Sect stage!

Others may have forgotten this, but he, Tang San, remembers it clearly.

"Ru Meng, don't worry about these things."

"You are a substitute player, and I am just a regular player."

"The final decision on this matter still depends on the opinion of the team leader."

When Tang San said this, the leader of the Royal Fighting Team 2 who went to draw lots came back with a dark face.

He is so difficult!

Why not draw Qibao Academy a little later?

He was the first to draw lots, and there were still more than a dozen colleges that had not yet played against each other. The result...

"Sorry, our winning streak may be interrupted."

The team leader said to the members of the Royal Fighting Team 2 with some apology.

"Teacher, don't we admit defeat?"

"Ship Treasures Academy, we can't defeat them at all!"

What happened more than half a year ago is still fresh in their minds. They are no match for Qibao Academy at all. If they don’t admit defeat, their end will be miserable!

"I'm going to discuss this matter with the three professors. After all, it concerns the glory of Tiandou Royal Academy!"

The team leader of the second team shook his head helplessly and said.

Other academies can admit defeat, but their host, Tiandou Royal Academy, absolutely cannot admit defeat. Even if they cannot win, they must go on stage!

The opponent is too powerful. Even if Zhu Rong doesn't play, their chances of winning are almost zero!

"Hey, teacher, please go and discuss it with the professors first. We will follow their arrangements..."

The captain of the Royal Fighting Team 2 sighed and said helplessly.

"All right……"

The teacher of the Royal Fighting Team 2 walked away with a dejected look on his face, leaving the members of the Royal Fighting Team 2 staring at each other in dismay.

"Third brother, when the time comes we will..."

"Heh, they can let us play, and they can also prevent us from giving up on the court."

"Can you jump on the ring? If you slip, you'll be out of bounds!"

"Tang San, it still has to be you!"

Dai Mubai gave Tang San a thumbs up.

When the three teachers saw the leader of the Royal Fighting Team 2 coming, they knew what he was going to say.

There will be no other matter except whether or not we lose tomorrow's game.

"Three professors, tomorrow..."

Sure enough, what the teacher in charge said was exactly about tomorrow's competition.

The three of them looked at each other. They were a little undecided about this matter. If they went to see the president of Tiandou Royal Academy, that is, Emperor Xue Ye.

He must not agree with admitting defeat!

But if you don't ask, Emperor Xue Ye will acquiesce no matter what the result is.

"What do you think about this?"

Meng Shenji did not give a direct answer, but asked the team leader of Team 2.

"what?"

The teacher was slightly stunned. What did he think? Did it matter what he thought? Of course, he hoped that his team members would not get hurt!

"Coach Meng, I think we can admit defeat! We have been through half a month of competition and are exhausted both physically and mentally. It's time for everyone to take a break."

"It's not that we don't want to fight, this is a tactic..."

After listening to the speech of the second team’s leader teacher, Meng Shenji said with a smile.

"Okay! Well said! Let's do as you say!"

Yes, it’s not that they don’t dare to fight, they are just taking a tactical break to prepare for the next game.

"???"

The teacher was full of questions. Professor Meng agreed so readily. Could it be that he wanted him to take the blame?

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