Chapter 82: Xuan Mo's Position, Meeting Again.
Master, Flanders, and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, their confident faces brimming with satisfaction as they nodded.
Then, he asked, "Since you're all so confident, we old hands won't say anything."
"But who's staying for this Soul Fight?"
Master said, then turned his gaze to Xuan Mo, clearly wanting him to make the decision.
This sudden question made Ning Rongrong and Oscar nervous!
Undoubtedly, facing an all-Soul Master lineup, any Soul Master above level 30 would have to play.
And since Zhu Zhuqing was going to use her Soul Fusion Technique with Dai Mubai, she was also indispensable. So, in the end, it came down to choosing between the two support-type Soul Masters.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo paused for a moment before finally turning his gaze to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong's head drooped at the sight.
Just when everyone thought Xuan Mo had let Ning Rongrong stay,
"Xiao Ao, I'm sorry to have to put you through this time."
Xuan Mo met the Master's gaze and continued, "For this opponent, Rongrong's amplification is the key to our leapfrogging victory."
"But Xiao Ao's sausage..."
"Listen, the effect of Xiao Ao's sausage this time is far less than Rongrong's amplification."
Xiao Ao couldn't help but feel a little unconvinced. "My second soul skill is a detoxifying sausage. It should have a significant effect, right?"
"Haha!"
Xuan Mo was speechless upon hearing this. He simply gave Oscar a look, letting him experience it for himself.
Ma Hongjun, on the other hand, hugged Oscar and said sarcastically, "If your second soul skill can detoxify the venom of the world-dreading Green Phosphorus Snake, then you can still be called a top-level beast spirit! Bitch, Ao, you've got to be kidding me!"
"This... haha!" Oscar smiled sheepishly. Indeed, he hadn't had the confidence to back up his words just now.
"Alright, I'll stay as your staunch support."
"Tsk..."
Master said, seeing Xuan Mo had made up his mind. "In that case, you all should go and rest and prepare."
"By the way, Xiao San. In this Soul Fight, I allow you to use the Eight Spider Lance! And you, reveal all your cards."
"Yes!"
Afterward, as Flanders watched Xuan Mo and the others leave.
"Xiao Gang, what do you think of that Mo kid?"
Master put his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed. "If Xiao San, the Control System, is the brains, and Dai Mubai, the oldest, is the face of the team, then Xuan Mo is the team's..."
"The stabilizing force! The anchor!"
...
Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena, the central main Soul Fighting Arena.
The entire central main Soul Fighting Arena is slightly larger than the other branch Soul Fighting Arenas.
Furthermore, the audience seating consists of single-sided crystal glass boxes, where VIP spectators watch the Soul Fighting Arena.
Therefore, the central main Soul Fighting Arena is extremely quiet.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Soul Fighting Arena,
"Is that confirmed?"
Manager Ao looked at the staff member, his voice trembling. "You mean... if Shrek loses, the Grand Soul Arena will pay... 500 million gold soul coins?!"
"Yes, we've checked three times..."
Manager Ao interrupted the staff member before he could finish. "I understand. You may leave."
Then, Manager Ao looked toward the door leading to the Shrek team, thinking to himself.
"Shrek team, if you can truly resolve this dilemma... the Soto Grand Soul Arena will surely repay you handsomely!"
At that moment, a woman who looked only eighteen or nineteen gracefully ascended the Soul Arena through a device.
"It's an honor to see you all again," the woman said, waving to the stands before continuing her explanation.
"Tonight, the Grand Soul Fighting Arena has prepared a very exciting team fighting soul battle for all distinguished guests. Although the two sides of the battle are only at the Soul Master level, they have both already obtained the honor of the Silver Soul Fighting Badge. They are the Royal Fighting Team and the Shrek Team."
After speaking, the host's third soul ring lit up, and after the wings were stretched out, they shook lightly and flew above the main soul fighting arena.
Then, on both sides of the soul fighting arena, the two doors opened silently, and the players from both sides prepared to enter and walked towards the center of the soul fighting arena.
However, just as the Royal Fighting Team was about to enter, their team leader Qin Ming stopped them.
"Are you all ready?"
Before the other members of the Royal Fighting Team could speak, Yu Feng shouted excitedly: "Alright, alright! Teacher, I can't wait!"
"Okay. I only have one request for this soul fighting."
Qin Ming nodded slightly, then held up a finger. "In this battle, I only allow you to injure your opponent. You are not allowed to maim or kill them. Yanzi, be especially careful. You must detoxify your opponent after the match. There must be no delay."
Dugu Yan asked curiously, "Why? Teacher, don't you always tell us that there are no fathers or sons on the battlefield, and we must give it our all? If we don't injure our opponent, we'll likely be injured ourselves. So, we must not show mercy."
Qin Ming shook his head. "You'll understand the reason later. Promise me?"
Yu Tianheng heard this and met Qin Ming's gaze.
Then, he led the group out. "Try your best. Sometimes, we can't hold back."
Qin Ming sighed softly.
...
Standing by the door of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Grandmaster, Flanders, and Zhao Wuji all looked at the stage, their expressions varying.
"Xiaogang, tell me the truth. What do you think the Little Monsters have against the Royal Fighting Team?"
Flanders was still feeling anxious.
After all, those going up were his students, his children, and he felt heartbroken over every injury. So he couldn't help but ask.
Even Zhao Wuji was a little worried at this moment.
The master glanced at Flanders and shook his head. "Actually, I don't think it's more than 50%. 50-50 at most."
"What!" "This!"
Flanders and Zhao Wuji jumped up at this. "That's such a low chance of winning!" "You know the difference," the master said, looking at the children already on stage. "If it weren't for Xuan Mo's words, I'd think their chance of winning wouldn't be more than 30%, or even less."
Flanders was powerless to refute this and felt a wave of discouragement.
As for Zhao Wuji, he nervously watched Xuan Mo and the others on the stage. Honestly, his feelings for them were no less than Flanders and the master's.
Just then, Zhao Wuji seemed to have caught a glimpse of something and quickly pulled Flanders aside.
"Boss F, look," Flanders heard, and immediately looked in the direction Zhao Wuji was pointing.
Suddenly, Flanders' eyes met Qin Ming's.
Seeing Qin Ming bowing slightly, Flanders was instantly overjoyed, "I didn't expect that he would be the leader!"
The master was stunned when he heard this, "Who?"
"Hahaha! It's nothing, it seems that the little monsters will not be in danger. Let's go and sit in the VIP seats, it's free!"
After saying that, he dragged the master away.
At the same time, the fighting spirit is about to begin...
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