Chapter 78: Shrek explodes, two against seven?
Qin Ming nodded, but his expression was somewhat strange.
"A team called the Shrek Seven Devils accepted our challenge."
"The Shrek Seven Devils?"
Yu Feng sat up from the sofa.
"What a weird name, it doesn't sound very good."
"Where is their data?"
Dugu Yan asked.
Qin Ming handed over a document.
Yu Tianheng took it, glanced at it, and frowned.
"Captain: Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, Level 37 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Venerable."
"Vice Captain: Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 32 Control-type Battle Soul Master."
"Team member: Xiao Wu, Level 32 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."
...
That's it?
Yu Feng leaned over, glanced at it, and chuckled.
"The highest level is only level 37, and there's a level 25 Great Soul Master?"
"However, Captain, this team actually has a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master as well."
The others' faces first showed disappointment, then a hint of surprise.
There was even a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master like the captain, and he had actually cultivated to level thirty-two.
However, how is this level of strength any different from the opponents they have encountered before?
It's even weaker.
Ye Xuanming remained silent, leaning against the sofa while Ning Rongrong carefully peeled fruit for him.
Ning Rongrong spoke up instead:
"No matter who it is, no one is as strong as Brother Ye. I've realized now that in the face of absolute strength, even the best teamwork is useless."
Ye Xuanming, however, was secretly making plans.
The Shrek Seven Devils have finally arrived.
However, without Ning Rongrong and without Tang San's Eight Spider Lances, the team's strength is considerably weaker than that of the same period in the original work.
Qin Ming was also helpless upon hearing this. Ye Xuanming's strength was far superior to that of his peers. With his talent, he might be able to reach the Soul King realm in the Soul Master Competition a little over a year from now.
He began to explain.
"The other side also knows that there is a huge gap in strength."
"So they put forward conditions for the competition, hoping that we could field fewer players."
This condition makes the atmosphere in the room more subtle.
"Ha, they do have a good sense of self-awareness."
Dugu Yan let out a cold laugh.
"I reckon Tianheng alone could handle them."
Yu Tianheng didn't speak, but the arrogance on his face spoke volumes about his attitude.
"Teacher, how about letting me, Tianheng, Graphite, and Stone Mill join me?"
Yu Feng volunteered.
"I guarantee that they will be taken care of clearly."
Qin Ming was somewhat embarrassed.
He didn't want to play in such a meaningless match, but the conditions offered by the Soul Arena were too generous, and he was tempted.
Just then, Ye Xuanming's calm voice rang out.
"How about Rongrong and I take on all seven of them?"
He remained leaning against the sofa, speaking casually.
The entire room fell silent instantly.
All eyes were on him.
"Xuanming, you..."
Qin Ming was stunned.
Two against seven?
Although the opposing team is not very strong, they are a well-coordinated Silver Souls team.
Isn't that a bit too much?
"Brother Ye, yes, yes!"
Ning Rongrong was the first to react and clapped her hands excitedly.
"Just the two of us, let's take them all down!"
Her little face was full of admiration and eagerness.
Ye Xuanming smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.
He looked at Qin Ming, his tone still indifferent.
"Teacher, their strength is no longer sufficient for intensive training. I'd like to finish the competition as soon as possible and go back to train."
"Rongrong and I are at level 43 and level 31, respectively."
"Two against seven, I'm sure they'll agree."
These words were extremely arrogant.
But when Ye Xuanming said it, it carried a kind of natural and convincing power.
Yu Tianheng's body stiffened for a moment.
Two against seven, and they're so confident.
A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Yu Tianheng's heart.
But he did not refute it, because he knew that Ye Xuanming was telling the truth.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of a smile in each other's reactions.
They had absolute confidence in Ye Xuanming's abilities.
"Will this... will this work?"
The manager of the fighting arena listened in disbelief and stammered, "What do you mean?"
Two against seven?
If this gets out, the whole of Soto will be in an uproar!
This is an absolutely huge gimmick!
"Whether it works or not, we'll know after we try."
Ye Xuanming stood up and walked to Qin Ming.
"Teacher Qin Ming, just reply to them like this."
"If they don't even have this much courage, then there's no point in playing this match."
Qin Ming looked at Ye Xuanming's calm face and remained silent for a long time.
He finally nodded.
"Okay, we'll do it your way."
He trusted Ye Xuanming, this young man who had never done anything without certainty.
The manager, holding this outrageous proposal, was so excited he trembled and ran out in a panic.
He could already foresee the grand spectacle that would unfold at the Soto Arena tomorrow.
Inside the suite, Yu Feng, Oslo, and the others all looked at Ye Xuanming with expressions as if he were a monster.
"Captain, are you... are you serious?"
"Two against seven, that's so cool!"
Ye Xuanming ignored their astonishment and took Ning Rongrong's hand.
"Let's go, let's get ready."
The two walked out of the room, leaving behind a room full of teammates who were still in shock.
In the corridor, Ning Rongrong excitedly hugged Ye Xuanming's arm, practically clinging to him.
"Brother Ye, are we really going to fight seven of them by ourselves?"
"Um."
"Then we're sure to win, right?"
"Of course."
Ye Xuanming looked into her bright eyes and smiled.
...
In the budget hotel room, the fawning smile of the Soto Arena manager had not yet faded, but the air was already thick with tension.
"This is outrageous!" Dai Mubai slammed his fist on the table, the cheap wooden table groaning.
His chest heaved violently, his evil eyes blazing with fury.
"Two against seven? Who do they think they are? Title Douluo?"
"Fatty, my fire has been waiting for ages!" A wave of heat surged from Ma Hongjun as he pointed towards the door and yelled.
"Those two bastards, if I ever get the chance, I'll roast them well-done!"
Oscar also put away his usual playful smile and shook his fist.
"This is infuriating! Who do they think they are?"
Xiao Wu was so angry that she jumped up and down, her pink face full of murderous intent.
"Brother, we must teach them a lesson! Let them know that we Shrek Seven Devils are not to be trifled with!"
Flander's face turned pale and then flushed, and he adjusted his glasses.
The temptation of 50,000 gold soul coins was still swirling in his mind, but the Royal Fighting Team's blatant humiliation made him, as the dean, lose face.
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!" he muttered to himself, half in anger and half in calculating the gains and losses.
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