A war call

As the final match concluded, the victorious Rodova Military Team reveled in their win, celebrating in front of the roaring home crowd. Meanwhile, the injured fighters from the Nature Military Academy were swiftly escorted off the field for medical treatment.

"Well… like him or not, you have to admit—Yu Shen is a damn monster in the ring," Su Yang muttered, stretching as he stood from his seat.

Leo stood up as well, his expression unreadable. "Yeah? Well, I still plan on kicking his ass before he graduates… at least once."

Su Yang scoffed, shaking his head. "Good luck with that."

They had just started making their way toward the exit when, unexpectedly, a familiar voice rang out from the arena floor.

"SKYSHARD! YANG! Come join the team in the dressing room—we have something to discuss," Yu Shen called out, his voice carrying effortlessly through the lingering buzz of the stadium.

Leo froze mid-step.

'Did Yu Shen just—call us over?'