Chapter 480: Yu Xiaogang’s Peak Moment, But Only For Three Seconds

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The referee’s announcement fell.

Dai Mubai propped himself up on his knees, staggering as he walked off the arena.

His steps were unsteady, his body swayed twice, and he nearly tumbled down the steps.

Ma Hongjun rushed up with quick eyes and fast hands to support his arm, while Oscar braced his shoulder from the other side.

"Boss Dai!"

Ma Hongjun lowered his voice and shouted: "Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

"I’ll have Oscar make you a Sausage... no, a Recovery Sausage."

Dai Mubai didn’t react.

"Boss?"

Still no reaction.

Ma Hongjun leaned in to look, and his heart skipped a beat.

Dai Mubai’s eyes were open, and his pupils were present, but his gaze was terrifyingly hollow.

Like a dry well, there was nothing at the bottom.

Although he was still walking, his Soul seemed to have remained on the arena.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance; both of their expressions were grim.

They had been with Dai Mubai for so many years, seeing him arrogant, furious, and crazy after drinking.

They had even seen Boss Dai’s reaction when he lost his manhood.

But they had never seen him like this.

Like a dead tiger that had its bones extracted.

On the arena, Zhu Zhuqing exhaled a breath of murky air.

She had held this breath for too long.

From the open and covert palace intrigue in the Star Luo Empire,

to the self-doubt that kept her tossing and turning through countless nights,

and later, the disgust that welled up from the bottom of her heart when she completely saw through Dai Mubai’s true nature.

Was it worth it?

She had asked herself a thousand times.

Today, there was no need to ask again.

Her fists had already answered for her: it was not worth it.

It was worthless!

Zhu Zhuqing lifted her chin and gently flexed her wrists.

After the lingering, suffocating Qi that had Binding her for years dissipated, the flow of Qi around her body faintly showed signs of some transformation.

Her thoughts were clear.

It was that simple.

No Heaven And Earth Treasure was needed, nor any encounter in a Secret Realm.

Sometimes, severing a rotten relationship is the best cultivation.

She did not leave the arena.

She turned around and faced the direction of the Shrek Team.

Zhu Zhuqing slightly raised her hand, palm up, and made an extremely casual "please" gesture.

The meaning could not be clearer.

Who’s next?!

The atmosphere on the Shrek Team’s side had solidified to the point where it could be cut with a knife.

Ma Hongjun had just helped Dai Mubai to his seat when he saw Zhu Zhuqing’s "please" gesture on the arena, and the veins on his neck throbbed.

"She’s provoking us!"

Ma Hongjun clenched his fists until they cracked: "Let me go up and defeat her!"

"You are not allowed to go!"

Yu Xiaogang’s voice cut in coldly, his tone firm and decisive.

Ma Hongjun choked: "But..."

"Everyone concede."

Yu Xiaogang lifted his eyelids and swept his gaze over everyone present.

"Zhu Zhuqing’s Aura is at its Peak; fighting her now will bring no benefits if we win, and will destroy morale if we lose."

"Furthermore..."

He paused, and his voice dropped a few degrees.

"The meaning of today’s match is not about winning or losing; preserving our strength is the primary goal."

"Do you understand?"

Ma Hongjun’s face turned bright red.

Of course he understood.

Rationally, he understood everything.

But emotionally... He glanced at the devastated Dai Mubai beside him, and swallowed the rebuttal that had reached his lips.

"Sigh... I concede."

In the end, he didn’t have the courage of Dai Mubai.

Boss Dai had lost so miserably; if he went up, the result would only be worse.

Oscar was the second to speak: "I also concede."

He was quite open-minded about it.

He was a support-type Spirit Master, and going up to fight one-on-one was purely asking to be served on a platter.

Next were the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo, who looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

"I concede."

"I concede."

Oslo hesitated for two seconds, then followed suit and conceded.

The referee was almost numb from hearing "concede," his hand trembling as he recorded it.

Five consecutive forfeits.

The situation was extremely awkward.

People in the audience had already started whispering.

Things like "Shrek Academy is nothing special" and "Forfeiting the whole team is too shameful" buzzed into everyone’s ears.

But Yu Xiaogang turned a deaf ear to these sounds.

Let the laypeople talk.

The decision to preserve strength is always more important than momentary pride.

Now, it was Yu Tianheng’s turn.

Yu Xiaogang turned his head to look at his nephew.

Yu Tianheng sat there, his brows knotted together.

The lightning on his body faintly showed signs of going out of control.

Several tiny arcs of electricity crackled along his fingertips.

Concede?

For a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, those two words were more painful than swallowing a sword.

The first rule of their family’s ancestral teachings was: a Dragon does not bow its head.

The second was: if you really can’t win, you must stand and take the beating before falling.

There was simply no such option as "concede."

Yu Tianheng’s lips moved several times, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He looked like a spring being forcibly held down, ready to bounce up and rush onto the arena at any moment.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head slightly.

The movement was light, his expression calm, but the meaning was clear.

Don’t go.

Yu Tianheng stared fixedly at his uncle.

He wanted his uncle to see his true thoughts.

But Yu Xiaogang’s expression remained unwavering.

Finally, Yu Tianheng looked up, as if making some momentous life decision, and forced the words out one by one through his teeth.

"I..."

He took a long breath.

"Con...cede..."

When these two words were said, Yu Tianheng’s expression was about the same as if he had eaten a whole plate of flies.

Yu Xiaogang remained calm on the surface, but a wave of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

See, these six people all followed his instructions.

Even the proud Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan ultimately chose to obey.

He nodded slightly and swept his gaze indifferently over everyone.

See that?

Those people who mocked him behind his back as the "Theory Emperor," those guys who said his "Waste Martial Soul" made him unworthy of being a teacher.

They would never understand that true leadership is not based on force, but on making everyone willingly obey.

In this team, when he, Yu Xiaogang, said one, no one dared to say two.

His authority remained unbreakable.

As for the last one...

Yu Xiaogang’s gaze landed on Tang San, and the corners of his mouth even curled up slightly.

Little San was even less to worry about.

That child was the Disciple he had raised with his own hands, his most considerate and obedient one.

Others might hesitate.

But Little San only needed a glance to understand his meaning.

Yu Xiaogang had even started planning the tactics for the finals in his mind.

"Tap!"

A footstep interrupted his thoughts.

It was Tang San standing up.

Yu Xiaogang looked over subconsciously,

and then, his expression froze.

Tang San did not turn his head, did not look at him, and certainly did not open his mouth to say "concede."

He just stood up silently and walked toward the arena without a word.

His pace was neither fast nor slow.

Yu Xiaogang’s pupils contracted sharply.

"Little San!"

He spoke abruptly, the astonishment in his voice startling even himself.

Tang San’s steps did not stop.

"What are you doing? Come back!"

Yu Xiaogang’s tone rose by half a degree, laced with a trace of imperceptible anger.

Tang San’s steps still did not stop.

That back walked straight and calmly, taking step after step away from the direction where Yu Xiaogang was, without even the intention of looking back,

as if the person behind him urgently calling his name simply did not exist.

"Tang San!"

On the third shout, he even called out Tang San’s full name.

The entire Shrek Team was stunned.

Ma Hongjun gaped, forgetting to close his mouth for a moment.

Oscar didn’t even notice the Sausage in his hand fall to the ground.

Even Dai Mubai, who had just been looking lifeless, rarely lifted his head, looking at Tang San’s back with an expression of disbelief.

Is Tang San... defying orders?

(End of Chapter)

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