"What else do you want?"
Berserker Rhino of the Berserker Team frowned, his expression darkening as he faced Ning Qiu, who blocked their path.
"Do you want to become as strong as them?" Ning Qiu asked with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Berserker Rhino asked.
"Forgive my bluntness. If our spirit ring configurations hadn't been better than yours, there was no way we could have defeated you with your cultivation of over level thirty-five Soul Power," Ning Qiu said.
"Are you trying to humiliate us?" Berserker Rhino stepped forward.
Indeed, four members of the Berserker Team had ten-year spirit rings as their first spirit rings. Born into poor circumstances, they had been unable to obtain better spirit rings.
In Berserker Rhino's eyes, the Holy Soul Seven Heroes possessed standard spirit ring configurations. He had just lost to them, and Ning Qiu's words now sounded exactly like humiliation.
"Don't misunderstand. Like you, I'm not some rich second-generation kid or official's son. Yet every one of us has a standard spirit ring configuration. I think you have decent talent and solid combat experience. I'd like to invite you to join my Holy Soul Village. What do you think?" Ning Qiu asked sincerely.
Since its creation, the Berserker Team had won seven consecutive matches in seven days. If they had not encountered the Holy Soul Seven Heroes, whose spirit ring configurations were standard and whose teamwork was exceptionally seamless, the Berserker Team might not have lost.
"Join Holy Soul Village? Would joining a village make us stronger?" asked the female member of the Berserker Team with the Spider Martial Soul.
"Holy Soul Village? It's just a small village. We intend to join major families and powerful factions. To be honest, aside from the rewards, we participated in these matches so we could