Chapter 77:The Greatest Gain, or the Greatest Blow.
Although the hotel's wine was of poor quality and the food was simple, everyone's face was beaming with excitement.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and others also raised their glasses.
The series of victories greatly boosted their confidence.
Tang San, in particular, achieved a winning streak of more than 20 battles in the Soul Fighting Arena by using his exquisite control over the Blue Silver Grass and his grasp of the battle situation.
"Mistress, you deserve the most credit this time."
Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder and said sincerely.
"It's because everyone cooperated well."
Tang San smiled modestly.
His gaze inadvertently swept over the seventh person in the group, Lin Suyun.
This girl, whose martial soul is the Scepter of Light, may only have a soul power level of 25, but her support role in team battles is quite crucial.
This made up for the Shrek team's weakness of not having strong support.
Yu Xiaogang sat to the side, not joining the young people's cheers.
He simply sipped his tea quietly, a hint of worry on his face.
He was well aware that although the Shrek team had achieved good results, its shortcomings were still obvious.
The only strong point of attack is Dai Mubai, and Tang San, who is a control-type, has a relatively low soul power level, while Lin Suyun, who is a support-type, has limited soul skill effects.
Once they encounter a truly well-coordinated and strong team, they can easily be targeted.
Just then, there was a knock on the hotel door.
Flander put down his glass with some displeasure.
Who is it?
A short, stout figure walked in with a smile on his face; it was the manager of the Soto Arena.
"Excuse me, who is in charge of the Shrek Seven Devils?"
Flander stood up and cleared his throat.
"That's me. What's the matter?"
When the manager saw Flander, his eyes lit up and he rushed over.
"Dean Flander, I've heard so much about you! I've heard so much about you!"
He started with a barrage of flattery before explaining his purpose.
"Here's the thing, our Soul Arena would like to invite your team to a team battle against another team."
"Appearance fee, this amount!"
The manager held up five fingers.
"Fifty thousand gold soul coins!"
Flander's eyes widened instantly.
Fifty thousand gold soul coins, that's a huge sum of money.
"Ahem, who is the opponent?"
Flanders tried to keep himself calm.
The manager's expression turned somewhat awkward.
"It's...it's the Royal Fighting Team from the Heavenly Fighting Royal Academy."
He took out a document and handed it to Flander.
"This team is very strong, extremely strong."
Flander took the documents, glanced at them, and his expression changed.
Captain: Ye Xuanming, level 43.
Team member: Dugu Yan, Class 44.
Team member: Ye Lingling, Class of 1942.
Team member: Yu Tianheng, Class of 1939.
...
"Three Soul Masters!"
Flanders gasped.
"Are you sending us to our deaths?"
He slammed the documents on the table.
"No, absolutely not!"
While the 50,000 gold soul coins are tempting, the safety of the trainees is more important.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and others also came over to look at the data, all with solemn expressions.
There's a level 44 Soul Master, a level 43 Soul Master, and a level 42 Soul Master.
How can we fight like this?
On their side, the highest-ranking Dai Mubai is only level 37.
"Dean Flander, please don't be anxious."
The manager wiped his sweat.
"I know there is a big gap in strength, so we can discuss the rules of the competition."
"For example, the other side only sends five people, or..."
"There's no need to discuss it anymore."
A calm voice interrupted the manager.
Yu Xiaogang had somehow ended up standing behind Flander.
He picked up the document from the table and quickly scanned it.
When he saw the name "Yu Tianheng", his body paused slightly.
That was his nephew.
But his gaze was quickly drawn to the name at the very top.
"Ye Xuanming, Martial Soul: Mutated Blue Silver Grass, Soul Power: Level 43..."
Yu Xiaogang's fingers tightened unconsciously, and the paper wrinkled slightly from his grip.
Blue Silver Grass?
Level 43?
Twelve years old?
How is that possible!
Yu Xiaogang's theoretical system was subjected to an unprecedented shock at this moment.
Blue Silver Grass is a universally acknowledged useless martial spirit.
Even if mutations occur, it's impossible to possess such a terrifying cultivation speed.
It should be noted that Tang San possesses twin martial souls, and his cultivation of Blue Silver Grass is currently only at level thirty-two.
Moreover, he is also the team leader.
Even Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family was willing to be subordinate to him.
Who exactly is this young man?
"Xiao Gang?"
Flanders noticed his unusual behavior.
Tang San also came over. He saw the contents of the document, and his heart was also filled with a huge wave.
Blue Silver Grass Soul Master?
Stronger than me?
An indescribable emotion began to grow in his heart.
It was curiosity, disbelief, and a hint of defiance.
"We've accepted this match."
Yu Xiaogang raised his head, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Xiao Gang, have you gone mad?"
Flanders cried out.
"Their opponent has three Soul Masters!"
"I know."
Yu Xiaogang's expression was calm.
"But we must fight."
He looked at Tang San, then at the other students.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to show you just how good the top geniuses on the mainland really are."
"More importantly..."
Yu Xiaogang's gaze returned to the document.
"I want to see with my own eyes how a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master becomes the captain of a top-tier team."
Despite opposition, he insisted on taking on the match.
Although Flander felt sorry for the students, he also trusted Yu Xiaogang's judgment.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said to the manager.
"Fighting is fine, but we must set the rules!"
The manager was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.
"No problem, no problem, as long as you're willing to fight, anything is negotiable!"
He ran off excitedly, holding the letter of intent signed by Flander.
The atmosphere in the room became somewhat heavy.
Everyone looked at Yu Xiaogang, waiting for his explanation.
Yu Xiaogang placed the document on the table and pointed to Ye Xuanming's name.
"This person will be your greatest gain, or your greatest blow on this trip."
...
The atmosphere in the hotel suite where the Royal Fighting Team was staying was somewhat somber.
Yu Feng lay listlessly on the sofa, trying to use his soul power to control a grape to levitate and spin in the air.
Oslow was sleeping, bored.
Yu Tianheng stood by the window, without saying a word.
In the past few days, they have almost completely annihilated all the Silver Soul Fighter level teams in the Soto Grand Arena.
Even the experts brought in from other cities couldn't last three minutes in front of them.
This one-sided oppression has made them feel weary.
"Why hasn't Teacher Qin Ming returned yet?"
Yu Feng yawned.
"Without any worthy opponents, I feel my soul power is about to stagnate."
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Qin Ming walked in, followed by the bowing and scraping manager of the Soul Arena.
"Teacher, is there a new opponent?"
Yu Tianheng turned around, his blue hair revealing a hint of anticipation.
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