Tang San got the result he deserved, turned around and walked down from the stage. At this moment, the Spider Woman Soul Master's melodious voice with a hint of panic and a special emotion came from behind him, "Can you tell me your name?"

  Tang San's footsteps paused for a moment, but he didn't turn his head. "Shrek Seven Devils, No. 3, Thousand Hands Asura."

  This time, Tang San did not cover his voice. Not only did the Spider Woman Soul Master hear it, but also Ao Fang and the audience members who were closer to the viewing platform also heard it.

  When Tang San walked down from the Douluo Arena, the first thing he received was Xiao Wu's passionate hug. "Little Three, you're so cool."

  Xiao Wu's way of hugging might have been influenced by her own Soul Master skills, as her slender body wrapped around Tang San like an octopus, her legs coiled around his waist, her arms embracing his neck, and her pretty face flushed with excitement.

  Xiao Wu looked like a little girl with an excited impulse, but Tang San's actual age was already over thirty. Seeing the playful smiles in his companions' eyes, he couldn't help but feel some heat on his face. "Xiao Wu, come down quickly."

  Dai Mu Bai burst out laughing and said, "Today we won a great victory! Come on, brothers and sisters, I'll treat you to drinks, let's go have some wine!"

  Seven people, still wearing masks, first registered their points amidst cheers and received the corresponding rewards before walking out of the Soto Grand Soul Arena.

  As the audience left the Great Spirit Arena's 13th division, many of them whispered to each other when they saw them, especially Tang San who was wearing simple clothes, which attracted the most attention.

  In the previous team battle, Tang San took control of the opponent's defensive strong Soul Master, Kuang Xi, from the start. Afterwards, he successfully controlled the situation on the field, leading his companions to escape danger at a critical moment, and finally defeated the opponent with his own strength.

  In the eyes of the audience, it was impossible to see that Crazy War Team's comeback was due to Tang San's strength.

  In the crowd, many people have already called out his name, Thousand-Handed Asura.

  The seven of them didn't linger and hastily walked out of the crowd. After meeting up with Master, Flender, and Zhao Wuji, they quickly left the range of the Great Douluo Soul Arena.

  When no one around them was paying attention anymore. The seven of them finally took off their masks, looked at each other and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  They often fought together during their usual training, but somehow they never had that feeling of truly facing an enemy in a big battle like the Grand Soul Arena.

  The deepest feeling was when Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were quickly pulled back by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass at the critical moment, and the team's strength avoided injury.

  They suddenly had a deeper understanding of the importance of coordination in true group combat as Master said.

  Back at the hotel, Master again called everyone to Tang San's room, including Flender and Zhao Wuji. Looking at his somewhat tired but spiritually extremely excited disciples, he calmly asked: "Tell me, what did you all feel during today's Soul Fighting?"

  Dai Mu Bai said: "It's okay when fighting individually, but our coordination during team fights is still not tacit enough. After all, this is the first time we've faced such enormous pressure."

  Oscar said with some bitterness: "Team battles have become a drag on everyone. With one less fighting force, it's hard for us to win against strong opponents."

  Others wanted to say something, but were stopped by the master's raised hand.

  A faint smile gradually enlarged on the Master's rigid face, and except for Tang San, the other students couldn't help but rub their eyes, thinking it was just their own fatigue that made them see things. From the devil training to now, this was still the first time they saw the Master's smile.

  "What you said is not correct. What I want to say is that you did very well today, making me extremely satisfied. No mistake, you are still not fully coordinated, but after all, this was your first team battle collaboration. And the opponent you faced was a team with all 35 levels or above, already having seven consecutive victories, and a complete combination of teams. Your opponents, whether it's the spider woman soul master's control power, the crazy rhinoceros' defensive power, or the auxiliary soul master's effect, can be said to be among the top in the 30-level soul masters. But you still achieved the final victory under the circumstances that your coordination was not fully harmonious. I hope you grow quickly, but absolutely not by forcing it. Being able to do what you did today has already exceeded my expectations. Thank you for bringing me a surprise."

  Getting praised by someone who smiles every day is nothing special. But getting genuine praise from a devil-like teacher who has never been seen smiling before, that feeling is even more exciting than Slark's seven victories in the Soul Arena today.

  The smiles on the faces of the seven devils disappeared, but their eyes all burned with excited flames, and even the calmest Tang San and the icy Zhu Zhuqing were no exception.

  Master looked at Oscar, "Little O, you don't need to belittle yourself. Indeed, in a real battle, you can't participate. But you've never stopped contributing to the team. If I'm not mistaken, you're the only one among all seven of us who has exhausted all your soul power. It's precisely because of your extreme speed flying mushroom intestines that everyone was able to turn danger into safety at critical moments. Tang San may have controlled the scene, but without your assistance, this battle wouldn't belong to the Shrek Seven Devils either. To be precise, each and every one of you played a crucial role in the team battle. Since you're a team, then none can be missing. Moreover, as a food system soul master, your true value isn't on the Douluo Arena. If it were on the battlefield, the sustained combat ability you could provide to everyone would absolutely not be something those people from the Crazy War Team could compare to."

  Flanders, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but laugh at this point and said, "I say, Master, you're not intentionally coming back today to praise these kids, are you?"

  The master smiled calmly and said, "Of course not. I just wanted to tell them that they are the best, but still not perfect. Tomorrow, I will allow you to stop participating in the Soul Fighting Tournament for a day. However, apart from resting, you must get together and summarize today's gains and losses in the team battle. Tell me before the Soul Fighting Tournament the day after tomorrow. Alright, we have to go now. Remember, when we are not around, do not cause trouble. Especially, do not conflict with any soul masters. Because you may encounter some soul masters who belong to certain families."

  Flender said: "The master is right, try to cause less trouble. However, if someone bullies you, it's not allowed to lose the face of our Shrek Academy."

  Ma Hongjun secretly spat out a snake head, and exchanged a glance with Oscar beside him, both of them couldn't help but laugh. Just a few days ago, they had just provoked a Soul Master, and Ma Hongjun had even roasted one of his substitute positions.

  Master San walked out of the hotel, and Flender said: "Xiao Gang, these kids are bringing me more and more surprises. It seems that handing them all over to you for training is not a bad idea."

  The master said, "This is also their own innate talent. In the face of an opponent with an average level five levels higher than theirs, and a total number of soul rings that is three more than theirs, they can still win in one move. This is no longer just an advantage in terms of their martial soul and soul ring quality, but also a testament to their unity and cooperation."

  Flender let out a sigh, "But I still lost. Compared to Tang San, that little fatty Hong Jun is really far too inferior. After teaching for so many years, I am ultimately still not as good as you."

  Upon hearing Flanders' concession, a hint of a smile once again appeared on the master's face. "This is obvious, it's rare that you're willing to admit it."

  Flanders said in a bad tone: "Am I a master who doesn't admit defeat?"

  Zhao Wuji chimed in at the right moment, "Seems like it. Last time we made a bet, you lost to me ten Golden Soul Coins, but you never admitted it."

  "You..."

  Master Haha laughed and said, "Flanders, I suddenly feel like having a drink. Since you've admitted defeat, treat me to one."

  "Fine, watch me drink you all to death." Frand said with a vicious tone. But the smile in his eyes revealed his true emotions. Seeing the master again, he didn't know why, but the joy that had been absent for many years seemed to reappear once more.

  The teachers all left, and the Slayers naturally had fewer restraints. Dai Mu Bai did not forget what he said before, and he didn't go far either. In the hotel's restaurant, he ordered a sumptuous feast, plus two barrels of fine wine, inviting everyone to eat and drink together.

  "Little Three, come and I'll toast you. Thanks for your timely assistance." Dai Mubai raised the full cup of ale in front of him towards Tang San.

  Tang San smiled slightly and also picked up his own mug of ale, downing it in one gulp with Dai Mubai. He naturally knew that Dai Mubai wasn't thanking him for himself. At that time, although Dai Mubai had been forced back by the opponent, he wasn't in any danger.

  His gratitude was for Tang San saving Zhu Zhuqing at a critical moment.

  "Xiao San, I respect you. Although my abilities may not be as good as yours, when it comes to drinking, you're probably no match for me." Oscar picked up his cup with a somewhat mischievous intent.

  Before Tang San could raise his cup, Xiao Wu blocked him, "Oscar, do you want to get him drunk? I'll drink with you." As she spoke, Xiao Wu fully displayed her elder sister's demeanor and downed the whiskey in one gulp.

  Oscar reluctantly drank it down, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Tang San sitting there also drinking.

  "Good, good wine is good character. I toast everyone." This time it was Ning Rongrong who stood up.