The Shrek Eight Monsters' free spirit combat was scheduled for an hour later.
As a golden spirit fighting team, the staff at the Silver City Grand Spirit Arena respectfully escorted them to a private lounge to prepare, after seeing their combat history records.
Compared to their initial excitement upon entering the Grand Spirit Arena, the little monsters in the lounge were unusually silent, their eyes fixed on the Master and the others, waiting for their mentor to explain this...uncommon spirit combat.
"Teacher, what exactly is free spirit combat? It's not only open late at night, and before this, neither Dean Flander nor you told us about any other ways to gain points besides those three types of spirit combat. I presume this free spirit combat is not an ordinary way of obtaining spirits, right?"
As one of the Master's two disciples, Tang San was the first to speak.
The Master, standing with his hands behind his back, swept across the young faces of the others and nodded slightly, speaking in a deep voice, "Correct. So-called free spirit combat is a cruel form of spirit combat where the number of participants is arbitrary, weapons are arbitrary, and combat methods are arbitrary, with everything done for the sake of final points and a substantial sum of gold spirit coins as a victory stake, resorting to any means necessary to fight."
"In free spirit combat matches, it is not a matter of stopping when one has had enough, but rather... if you wish, you can even directly kill your opponent without being punished. Because human lives are also part of the 'freedom' rules of free spirit combat. Whether the opponent lives or dies is entirely up to you."
"Unless the opponent personally admits defeat, even if they are knocked down, as long as they are not confirmed to be completely unconscious, hunters can easily be killed by prey who are feigning death. And those who participate in free spirit combat are often desperadoes who live with their lives hanging by a thread."
The Master swept over Ning Rongrong and the others' gradually paling faces and continued, "Therefore, almost no one who participates in this kind of free spirit combat has not taken a life. There are also those who participate due to temporary financial difficulties or an urgent need for points, who beat all their opponents into severe injuries and unconsciousness, but spare their lives."
Tang Sui lowered her small head, her slightly long bangs casting a shadow that obscured her expression and eyes.
Xiao Wu, standing beside her, had a pale face, while Tang San on the other side had a normal complexion, but his eyes were more solemn.
As a disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, he was already accustomed to daily life-or-death struggles.
Especially during the war, Tang Sect disciples would occasionally go to support the people of the Tian Ce Mansion and fight on the battlefield.
Human lives?
Although he was an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, he had dealt with quite a few individuals who attempted to infiltrate the Tang Sect.
He had long since become indifferent to life and death, his mindset calm.
However...
Tang San, with a composed expression, his gaze shifted as he looked at his sister and Xiao Wu standing to his right, a hint of worry in his eyebrows.
What he worried about was whether Sui Sui and Xiao Wu could overcome their own psychological barriers.
Tang San, whose attention was focused on his sister and his childhood friend, did not notice that Dai Mubai, standing next to him, had a slight change in his expression after hearing the Master's words, but his complexion did not turn pale, as if he were already accustomed to such matters.
The Master did notice.
However, when he had received Dai Mubai's information earlier, he had already guessed Dai Mubai's background. But since the other party had not explicitly stated it, he would not proactively reveal it.
He merely thought that as expected of a talent from that particular family, his disposition had long been honed to far surpass ordinary people.
The room suddenly fell into a mysterious solemnity. The Master looked at these children who were about to undergo a true transformation and finally said in a deep voice, "For this free combat, I will let Xiao San use hidden weapons. Remember. Your opponents are all ruthless individuals who have taken lives. Defeat them as quickly as possible, and do not hold back! Otherwise, you might be the ones who die!"
After speaking, the Master and Tang San's gazes met in mid-air, and the master and disciple exchanged a tacit understanding look.
"Everyone should still remember the method of using the Zhuge Divine Crossbow that I taught you during our three months of training, right?" Tang San stepped forward proactively, and everyone looked at him.
"When we enter the arena, we will use the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. Just as we trained, aim at the opponent's... vital points and fire the crossbow bolts."
"But... what if the opponent team has more people than us?" Zhu Zhuqing asked hesitantly.
There were eight of them, but the opponent might not have eight people, and could even have a full ten.
Tang San opened his mouth, about to say that he would handle the remaining two, when Tang Sui's voice rang out, "Leave the extras to me."
The air stilled, and everyone looked at Tang Sui. Tang Sui raised her head, revealing her delicate, porcelain-doll-like face with a calm expression. "Since it's an unexpected attack with hidden weapons, it's just right that I can also use the Fox Mask and Ape Mask to unexpectedly smash them away. Control the strength, and they won't die, they'll just faint."
Upon hearing this, the heaviness in the air dissipated considerably. Su Dan Novel Network
Tang San and the others, who had felt a heavy stone pressing on their hearts, also relaxed.
Although some of them found it difficult to accept that they would have to take lives from now on, Tang Sui was different. Her主动 offering to deal with the remaining two meant that the Tang Sui they cherished the most would be bearing the heavy burden of two more lives.
Even though Tang Sui ranked high among them in age, they did not want Tang Sui's hands to be stained with so many lives!
He, as her elder brother, should be the one to help his sister bear those two additional burdens.
The last psychological reflections came from the exceptionally calm Dai Mubai and Tang San.