After the draw, the specific match schedule was as follows:
The first match would be between Shrek Academy and the Star Luo Royal Academy.
The second match would be between Divine Wind Academy and Tian Shui Academy.
The third match would be between Blue Tyrant Academy and Blazing Academy.
The competition was expected to last three and a half days.
Therefore, on the afternoon of the draw, the first match between Shrek Academy and the Star Luo Royal Academy would begin.
The winner of this match would advance to face the Spirit Hall team.
The second and third matches would take place the next day, in the morning and afternoon respectively.
After the third match in the afternoon, the winners of the morning and afternoon matches would face off the following day to determine the finalists!
Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, the finals would begin. The morning would be reserved for the participating teams to rest and prepare for the final match!
Soon, as time passed, the afternoon match officially began.
And as expected, Shrek Academy did not disappoint.
In just one minute, they were all brutally knocked off the stage by the Star Luo Royal Academy.
They became the first team to be eliminated in the finals.
At this moment, Dean Flender endured the mocking and disdainful gazes of the spectators as he led his students back to their temporary residence.
The more spirited they had been during the opening ceremony, the more desolate Shrek Academy's members now appeared.
Betrayed by both their teachers and fellow students, many felt no pity for them. Instead, they believed Shrek had brought this upon themselves!
Although they could have gone home after losing the match, Flender decided to stay and watch the rest of the competition.
Even if only for a moment, he wanted to see Tang San and the others achieve victory.
In the Spirit Hall team's rest area, Oscar, seeing Shrek's defeat and the proud dean's dejected expression, felt a pang of sympathy for the dean.
He turned to Tang San beside him and said, "Hey, Brother San, maybe we should go back and comfort the dean. He looks so pitiful."
Hearing Oscar's words, Tang San, with a gloomy expression, turned and sneered, "Hmph, why go back? To let them drag us down again?! Oscar, you need to understand that we are no longer on the same level as them.
We are the chosen ones, the future Title Douluos. And them? They're just a bunch of flawed, low-level soul masters.
If it weren't for Fatty and the others being so weak and useless during the Heaven Dou City competition, with our strength, how could we have almost missed the finals?!"
Tang San's cold words instantly caught the attention of everyone present.
The crowd looked at Tang San, who was now lecturing Oscar with his arms crossed, with complex expressions.
They never expected Tang San to say something so heartless.
"But, Brother San, we—"
Just as Oscar was about to continue, Dai Mubai chimed in, "Brother San is right, Oscar. You're now a Soul Ancestor-level support soul master. You can't let a mere Shrek Academy distract you!
You can go back to see the dean anytime, but not now! Losing once won't kill them. It's better to go back after you've achieved success."
After joining the Spirit Hall team, Dai Mubai finally understood what it felt like to be part of a team with such formidable strength.
This was something he had never experienced at Shrek Academy.
At Shrek, not only did he not feel this way, but he also often had to clean up after those guys.
Watching Tang San and Dai Mubai's coordinated performance, Oscar felt his worldview shattering.
He then closed his mouth and sat down at the far end, looking utterly lost.
His mind was in chaos, unsure of what to think.
Meanwhile, Xie Yue and the others, upon hearing Tang San and Dai Mubai's words, showed expressions of disgust.
After all, to outsiders, no matter how flawed Shrek Academy was, it was still the academy that had nurtured them for years.
Anyone in the world could criticize Shrek, but not you two, because you came from Shrek!
One should not forget the well-digger when drinking water. Even if that person is flawed, they still gave you the opportunity to reach a higher platform.
But you two, having just arrived at a higher platform, are already looking down on the academy that nurtured you?
How is this any different from being ungrateful wolves?!
Looking at Tang San and Dai Mubai's smug and confident expressions, Hu Liena even thought about asking her teacher to expel them from the Spirit Hall after the competition.
Such ungrateful people would never wholeheartedly serve the Spirit Hall, even if they stayed!
Xue Qinghe, upon hearing Tang San and Dai Mubai's words, also sneered mockingly.
"Hehe, Your Holiness, it seems the two you recruited, while somewhat talented, lack character! Be careful not to be bitten by them later. After all, if they can mock Shrek like this, who's to say they won't mock the Spirit Hall tomorrow?!"
As for their betrayal, Xue Qinghe felt no dissatisfaction. Instead, he was quite pleased.
After all, one was the child of his father's killer, and the other was a prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Their departure didn't bother him at all.
Once they left, it wouldn't be easy for them to return.
Not only would he not allow it, but their current behavior had been witnessed by many.
Talent is important, but without a grateful heart, even a Title Douluo would instinctively reject them.
Hearing someone speak about him, Tang San turned to Xue Qinghe.
His purple eyes were filled with coldness.
"Hmph, little punk, what are you looking at? I'm talking about you, the one who betrays his own father. If your father knew you joined the Spirit Hall, he might just break your legs!"
Seeing Tang San's angry expression, Xue Qinghe sneered.
"You—"
"Brother San..."
Tang San, wanting to retort but constrained by the Crown Prince's status and his teacher's subtle shake of the head, could only turn away and ignore the mockery.
At the same time, he decided to ask his father later about the enmity between them and the Spirit Hall.
It was only now that Tang San remembered the complex looks his teacher and the Pope had given him when he agreed to join the Spirit Hall.
Soon, time flew by, and the next day arrived.