"Tang San's condition isn't good. I'm leaving first."
With that, Yu Xiaogang didn't hesitate. He immediately hoisted Tang San onto his back and rushed out of the Central Spirit Arena.
The rest of the Shrek team, including Flender and Zhao Wuji, didn't pay much attention. They remembered the last time Tang San had diarrhea on the battle stage; Yu Xiaogang had carried him off just like this. They figured Yu Xiaogang was just too embarrassed to stay. He didn't want to stick around for another second, so he quickly left with Tang San. It even looked like he was getting familiar with carrying him that way.
Just then, Flender slowly nodded, seemingly answering a previous question from Vice-Dean Zhao Wuji. "It's time for them to rest. When you go back, I'll give you all half a month's vacation. You can do whatever you want. After that, I'll consider when to start the third stage of trials."
"Ah? There's a third stage?"
Except for Huo Feng, the other six Shrek members exclaimed in unison.
Flender glanced at them indifferently. "What? Do you have any objections?"
Ma Hongjun, who had run over from the substitute bench, quickly started praising his teacher. "No, no, of course not! Dean, you are the most brilliant! Let alone the third stage, even if it's the fourth or fifth, we will definitely persevere."
He had watched the entire match. He was shocked by Huo Feng's outrageous strength, but he also felt that Tang San's last two moves were just as unbelievable. He figured that after this, neither he nor Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang would dare try to compete with Tang San for a starting position again.
The rest of the Shrek team nodded, though their expressions weren't very happy. The Dean's training methods clearly got results, but no one wanted to remember the pain they had to endure. The first and second trials were already so difficult. What would the third stage be like?
Just then, a person slowly walked over, his voice arriving before he did. "Dean Flender, Vice-Dean Zhao Wuji, how are you? Your disciple, Qin Ming, pays his respects."
It was Qin Ming, the teacher supervising the Royal Fight Team. He quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee before Flender and Zhao Wuji. He had completely lost the calm composure he showed earlier with his team. His eyes were shining with excitement.
Flender pushed his crystal glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I thought you little brat had forgotten all about us."
Zhao Wuji helped Qin Ming up, looking him up and down and laughing heartily. "Good boy, you're getting more and more impressive. It seems it won't be long before you catch up to us old fellows."
Qin Ming stood respectfully with his hands at his sides. "No matter what, both Deans will always be my teachers, and I will always be a disciple of Shrek Academy."
Watching this, the Shrek Seven Devils were dumbfounded. They didn't know who Qin Ming was, but they had seen him clearly earlier at the other entrance. He was obviously connected to the Royal Fight Team, but based on his words, could he be...
Flender patted Qin Ming's shoulder forcefully. "You've been away from the Academy for so many years, and you're still as formal as ever." His expression quickly returned to normal as he turned to the Shrek team. "You must be wondering why Qin Ming is here. It's simple: he was once a member of Shrek Academy, just like you. In fact, he was our most outstanding student. The very first graduate of Shrek Academy!"
Qin Ming smiled slightly at the Shrek Seven Devils. "Hello, fellow students. Teacher Flender, it seems our Shrek Academy has developed even better than before."
Zhao Wuji, standing beside him, sighed helplessly. "What's so good? These children will be the last batch of students at the Academy."
Qin Ming was startled and subconsciously asked, "Could it be... the Academy's financial problems still haven't been resolved?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he might have said the wrong thing and looked at Flender with some embarrassment.
Flender sighed. "It's the truth, so there's nothing to hide. Besides, we're tired, too. As we get older, we don't have the same drive we had when we were young. After these children graduate, I think we'll also go live our own lives. Qin Ming, the students you taught are very good; every one of them is an elite."
Qin Ming smiled wryly. "It's not that I taught them well, it's just that those children have excellent talent and backgrounds. It's not that I have the appeal to teach them; it's that our Academy has enough to attract them."
Flender looked at him in surprise. "So, you're teaching at an Academy?"
Qin Ming nodded. "Yes, Teacher Flender. I'm currently teaching at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Those seven students on the Royal Fight Team are all outstanding disciples from there. I brought them out for experience and used it as a good opportunity to come back and see Shrek Academy. I just didn't expect to get such a big 'gift' from my junior students only two days after arriving."
Flender chuckled. "As soon as I saw you, I felt relieved about this Spirit Arena match. Anyway, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go back to our hotel. We haven't seen each other in years, let's chat."
Qin Ming readily agreed. His gaze swept over the Shrek team, his heart stirring. He especially looked at Huo Feng; that young man was completely unfathomable to him.
At that same time, outside the Soto Spirit Arena, Yu Xiaogang was running frantically with Tang San on his back. His speed stunned the passersby. He ran from the arena, stopped a shady-looking carriage, and rushed straight toward the hospital.
Just a moment ago, Yu Xiaogang had noticed Tang San's breathing becoming rapid. If something bad happened to this boy while under his care, his father would surely smash him flat with that hammer. He had met Tang Hao once before in Nuoding City, but he hadn't even told Tang San about it, trying to prevent any... complications.
"We're here. One gold coin!" the coachman said indifferently, holding out his hand.
"You!" Yu Xiaogang faced the driver's outrageous price. He suppressed his anger, took out a gold coin, and threw it at him.
He immediately carried Tang San and rushed into the hospital. Right now, Tang San's life was the priority; everything else could wait.
On the hospital building, several large, gilded words were written:
Soto City First People's Hospital?
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