Chapter 93: Man Dressed as a Woman? Secretly Replaced?
A day later, Soto Great Spirit Arena, VIP lounge.
The interior exuded an exquisite sense of luxury, with thick gold-threaded brocade covering the walls, and a massive crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the entire room brightly and warmly.
Most importantly, one wall of the room was a single transparent crystal panel.
Through special treatment, one could see outside from here, but those outside could absolutely not see into the room. Beyond the crystal wall was the central main Fighting Soul Arena, which held the most important position in the Soto Great Spirit Arena.
At this moment, there were nine people in the room, nine distinct individuals.
The group was chatting idly.
Dugu Yan picked up her teacup, her lips curving slightly, and with a half-smile, she said:
"I just heard Teacher Qin say that today they're arranging a Fighting Soul match for us against a team called the Shrek Seven Devils. I heard they've been at the Soto Great Spirit Arena for a while now and haven't lost a single team Fighting Soul match."
Hearing this, Ao Si Luo, who had been leaning back in his chair, yawning, suddenly sat up straight. A flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes, and his tone held a hint of surprise:
"Yan Zi, what did you say? These Shrek Seven Devils haven't lost a single match? Are they also a Soul Sect-level team? Then we'll have to be careful this time."
Dugu Yan slowly put down her teacup, her gaze carrying a hint of disdain and contempt, and shook her head, saying, "No, that's not it. As far as I know, it seems no one on their team has reached Rank 40 spirit power. These Shrek Seven Devils should be a Rank 30 Soul Elder team."
"I heard this team was specially invited by the Soto Great Spirit Arena to deal with us. Although it's a bit against the rules, their team's spirit power rank is lower than ours, so Teacher Qin agreed. If we lose, we'll take our people and leave here."
"A Soul Elder-level team? No matter how strong they are, they can't be our opponents," Yu Feng said, crossing his arms, his eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of disdain in his expression.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and the sound of light footsteps approached.
Qin Ming walked in with his hands behind his back, his expression as steady as ever, a faint smile on his lips.
"Hello, Teacher Qin."
Seeing him, everyone immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully in unison.
Qin Ming nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the Royal Fight Team members one by one, his smile deepening slightly: "What are you all discussing?"
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng stepped forward and responded respectfully, "It's about the upcoming team Fighting Soul match."
"Oh?" Qin Ming responded softly, his lips curving. He slowly took a scroll of cloth from his chest, and with a flick of his wrist, tossed it onto the table.
The cloth unfurled with a snap, revealing several lines of clear text and images.
Qin Ming's tone was calm, yet it carried a hint of seriousness as he said, "This is the Shrek Team's information. Take a look."
*Shrek Seven Devils Team*
*Captain*: Evil Eye White Tiger, Spirit: White Tiger, Rank 38 Attack System Battle Spirit Master. Spirit Rings: two yellow, one purple.
*Vice Captain*: Thousand Hand Asura, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass, Rank 34 Control System Battle Spirit Master. Spirit Rings: two yellow, one purple.
…
*Team Member*: Evil Fire Phoenix, Spirit: Evil Phoenix, Rank 28 Attack System Battle Spirit Master. Spirit Rings: two yellow.
*Team Member*: Nether Spirit Cat, Spirit: Nether Spirit Cat, Rank 28 Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master. Spirit Rings: two yellow.
Dugu Yan's gaze quickly scanned the cloth until she reached the last few lines of text, a mocking curve instantly appearing on her lips as she sneered:
"What? There are even Rank 20-something Spirit Masters?"
"One named Ma Hongjun, one named Zhu Zhuqing… A team like this, and the Soto Great Spirit Arena dares to invite them to fight us? How ridiculous!"
"I think I alone could take care of all of them."
As her words fell, the atmosphere in the room paused slightly.
Hearing this, Qin Ming's originally indifferent expression instantly cooled several degrees. His brows furrowed, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, saying in a deep voice:
"Yan Zi, you haven't even entered the arena yet, and you're already looking down on your opponents? This is a major military taboo. With this mindset, if you were in the Pan-continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, you would suffer a great loss sooner or later."
His unquestionable tone made Dugu Yan's heart tighten.
Seeing that Qin Ming was somewhat angry, Dugu Yan stuck out her tongue, not daring to speak further.
Immediately after, Qin Ming's gaze turned to Tang Chuan, his tone calm but with a hint of scrutiny, and he said seriously: "Tang Chuan, what do you think of this team?"
"There are a few people among them that Ruier and I have already fought against before," Tang Chuan said, touching his nose indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming's brows immediately furrowed, and a clear look of confusion, even a hint of surprise, flashed in his eyes: "You… fought against them?"
Tang Chuan turned his head to meet Xiao Ruier's gaze. The two smiled slightly and nodded simultaneously.
"This Shrek Team has good strength. Among them, two even possess a Spirit Fusion Skill. If it were just the original members of the Royal Fight Team going against them, winning… would probably not be easy," Tang Chuan said, his brow slightly furrowed, looking into Qin Ming's eyes, speaking in a deep voice.
"Spirit Fusion Skill?!"
Everyone's expressions instantly changed upon hearing this.
Ao Si Luo even couldn't help but widen his eyes, his tone filled with shock: "Tang Chuan, how do you know they possess a Spirit Fusion Skill?"
"You don't need to ask about that. Just trust me," Tang Chuan shook his head slightly, a faint curve on his lips, choosing not to explain.
Just then, Qin Ming's gaze fixed on Tang Chuan's face. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke: "So, you mean you and Ruier will replace two people on the field?"
"No need. I alone can replace Lingling on the field. My Blue Silver Grass can also provide support for everyone, and if any unexpected changes occur in the team battle, I can still attack and cover."
"However, I have a suggestion: I want to pretend to be Lingling on the field using a Simulation Soul Skill!"
As soon as this sentence was uttered, Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment, then her pretty face flushed red, even the tips of her ears turning pink, and she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Tang Chuan.
"Oh my—" Ao Si Luo was the first to explode, his face full of playful mockery, deliberately drawing out his words to tease: "Tang Chuan, what do you intend to do? I didn't realize you had such a fetish?"
"Tang Chuan, I didn't expect you to be a pervert!"
Even Yu Feng and Dugu Yan couldn't help but laugh aloud.
Qin Ming's eyebrows raised slightly, seemingly also piqued with curiosity.
Tang Chuan merely glanced at them indifferently, his expression unchanged, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness as he said: "What are you all thinking? I just want to give the people from Shrek Academy a surprise, to make them think we haven't changed anyone."
"If you can deal with them, that's naturally for the best. If not…"
…
Inside a dilapidated wooden house at Shrek Academy.
Ma Hongjun, propped up on pillows on the sickbed, continuously chewed on Oscar's recovery big sausage. After about a week of recovery, his face finally regained some color.
His originally listless expression also livened up as his physical strength returned.
But just now.
Flander had already told him about the upcoming team Fighting Soul match.
"Dean, what are you doing? I've just recovered, and you want me to participate in a team Fighting Soul match?!" Ma Hongjun said, his eyes wide with disbelief, his face full of incredulity.
Hearing this, Flander first coughed, his eyes a little shifty, then he chuckled awkwardly and spread his hands: "Hongjun, this… is mainly because the Academy is facing an economic crisis right now, no money."
Then, he forced out a comforting smile, his tone like coaxing a child: "How about this, after this team Fighting Soul match, I'll let you rest for two months, alright?"
Ma Hongjun immediately rolled his eyes, his lips twitching fiercely, secretly cursing in his heart: "Two months? Who knows if you'll find another excuse to pull me out by then?"
He was about to continue complaining when Yu Xiaogang beside him suddenly sat up sharply from the bed, looking as if he had risen from his deathbed. He held the Royal Fight Team's information tightly in his hand, his knuckles white, his voice trembling but exceptionally firm:
"Flander, help me to the Great Spirit Arena later. I want to personally command this Fighting Soul match."
Hearing this, Flander's expression changed. He immediately walked over quickly and placed a hand on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder: "Xiaogang, you're still very weak right now. I think you shouldn't go. Although the opponent has your Blue Lightning—"
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly darkened, and a nearly unresolvable anger flashed in his eyes as he roared:
"Flander, please don't mention that clan's name in front of me! That place… has nothing to do with me anymore!"
Saying this, he slowly pushed Flander's hand away, took a deep breath, and stood up, supporting himself on the bed frame. Though his movements were somewhat labored, his back was held perfectly straight.
"Flander, do you know? This will be my chance to prove myself."
"If the person I taught defeats the most outstanding disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of this generation, once this news spreads, it will be enough to thoroughly slap those old geezers in the face."
"I want everyone to know that I, Yu Xiaogang, have never been a good-for-nothing! Yesterday, they misjudged me, Yu Xiaogang. Today, they misjudged me, Yu Xiaogang, again, but I am still me. The genius with only half a rank of Innate spirit power, who still managed to cultivate to Rank 29!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice gradually grew louder.
The suppressed qi in his chest for many years seemed to be pouring out.
"So, I must go to this Fighting Soul match! I will personally arrange the tactics!"
"As long as Tang San can defeat Yu Tianheng, then I, Yu Xiaogang, will truly stand up! Do you know? I've been waiting for this day for over twenty years!"
At the same time, a thousand miles west of Soto City.
Three streams of light were flying in, followed by dozens of red figures.
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