Golden Saint Armor: Journey Through the Multiverse Starting from Douluo
Chapter 41

Berserker Team, Bai Ge Takes on Seven Alone (Part 2)

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To prepare for the team battle, everyone began discussing their lineup.

Dai Mubai spoke first. "Little San, you're a control-type Soul Master. When we fight later, you'll take command. We'll all follow your lead."

Tang San did not refuse. As the soul of the team, this was his duty.

"Alright. Later, Mu Bai, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Qing, you three will lead the attack. Mu Bai will stay in the center, while Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing support from both flanks. I'll remain in the middle, controlling our opponents as much as possible while assisting your attacks.

Fatty, stay in the rear. Use your Phoenix Fire Line for ranged attacks, and protect Little Ao and Rongrong..."

Leaning against the wall with his arms folded and eyes closed, Bai Ge suddenly spoke. "Little Ao has no offensive ability. Step down. I'll take your place."

Bai Ge's tone was resolute. "I promised Sword Douluo that not a single hair on Rongrong's head would be harmed.

I don't want to bully you, but objectively speaking, with Rongrong's support, your presence doesn't mean much."

Oscar glared at Bai Ge, filled with grief and indignation, yet utterly helpless.

Among Shrek's eight members, Fatty held the lowest status.

He was only level twenty-eight now, yet he was already thirteen.

His mind was always full of those things, and he was the least diligent in cultivation.

It was not that Fatty was truly that lazy, but compared to Tang San and Bai Ge, he was far behind.

Especially Bai Ge. Not only was he extraordinarily talented, he was also a cultivation maniac.

In fact, if he had not been focused on building a solid foundation, Bai Ge might already have become a Soul King.

From the age of six to twelve, over six years of daily sign-ins, neither particularly lucky nor unlucky, he had obtained a total of two Great Revitalizing Pills.

He had given one to Qian Renxue, while the other had been kept until now, untouched.

That was because this Great Revitalizing Pill did not come from an ordinary martial arts world, but from a treasure of a high-fantasy martial world.

Refined from one hundred and eight kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, it could increase one's pure foundation by sixty years without any side effects.

To put it simply, if an ordinary person consumed one, they could become an innate grandmaster!

Bai Ge had calculated that even though his Soul Power was ten times purer and more abundant than that of Soul Masters at the same level, consuming it at the Soul Ancestor stage would still waste roughly thirty percent of its medicinal power.

Thus, Bai Ge had kept it all this time without taking it.

In fact, it was precisely because Bai Ge's Soul Power was ten times purer and more abundant than that of Soul Masters at the same level that Flender, the level seventy-eight Cat Eagle Soul Sage, had been defeated by Bai Ge's sword despite Bai Ge being only level forty!

Had it been an ordinary level-forty Soul Ancestor, trying to suppress a Soul Sage's ability to fly across levels would have drained them into a dried corpse in an instant.

For example, if an ordinary Soul Master's Soul Power was a vat of water, then Bai Ge's vat was not only ten times larger, but what it contained was not water—it was mercury, ten times denser than water.

Combined, the difference was ten times ten: a full hundredfold gap!

This was also one of the reasons Bai Ge could absorb Soul Rings beyond his limits!

His Soul Power capacity was nearly a hundred times that of an ordinary Soul Master!

After absorbing a fourth Soul Ring over fifty-seven thousand years old, his Soul Power had only risen by a little over two levels, reaching the peak of level forty-two.

Yet for ordinary Soul Masters, the limit for a fourth Soul Ring was around five thousand years. Only upon reaching the eighth ring, the Soul Douluo level, could they absorb a Soul Ring of around fifty thousand years.

The gap between the two was obvious without needing to be stated.

But there was nothing to be done about it. Every Golden Battle Skill was immensely powerful—absolute divine techniques on the Douluo Continent—but their consumption was equally staggering!

That was why Grandmaster had never been too willing to let Bai Ge help the other seven.

Having a max-level account lead a team through a beginner dungeon was meaningless.

But Ning Rongrong was the boss, after all.

One of the common rules of the Douluo Continent was to protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda support at all costs in team battles.

Everyone acknowledged that.

After Fatty, Oscar held the lowest status.

His Soul Incantations were simply too sleazy, earning him the dislike of all three girls.

After that came Tang San and Dai Mubai, both completely wrapped around their wives' fingers.

As for Bai Ge, don't ask. He was handsome, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Throughout history, Virgos and Pisces alike had always been beauties.

They carried both combat strength and looks.

Zhao Wuji had backed down before Galactic Explosion, while Flender had been instantly defeated after being grounded.

Grandmaster? Bai Ge was a theory-destroying machine.

What the hell could anyone do?

So everyone could only cast Oscar a helpless glance before turning away.

As for why Bai Ge could participate in a Soul Elder-level team battle?

When testing his Soul Power, he only had to put a little less into the Crystal Ball.

As for his Soul Rings, he could shift the fourth one onto Weeping Blood.

Weeping Blood did not need Soul Rings attached anyway. He could move them around and equip them however he pleased.

One yellow, two purple—Bai Ge, a level thirty-nine peak Battle Spirit Grandmaster, had arrived!

You got a problem with that, hmm?

Besides, weren't one hundred Gold Soul Coins every month tempting enough?

And so, poor Oscar was ignored just like that.

Dai Mubai said, "Alright then, let's go."

The arena for team battles was clearly much larger than those for one-on-one and two-on-two matches, and the contestants' waiting room was especially lively.

At this moment, at least thirty Soul Masters were already waiting there.

But for once, Bai Ge and the others were not the ones picking on anyone—someone came looking for trouble instead.

A huge, exceptionally muscular man over two meters tall suddenly walked toward them.

He looked to be in his thirties. His upper body was bare, exposing exaggerated dark muscles. There was no need to ask; he was also a strength-type Soul Master.

"Hey, little girl. You've got a nice figure. Why hide your face? Let big brother have a look."

He was speaking to Zhu Zhuqing, the most voluptuous of the three girls among the Shrek Seven Devils.

Although Zhu Zhuqing was the youngest, even Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu secretly envied her figure.

She was also very tall, and with her face covered by a mask, no one could tell that she was only twelve.

"Get lost—" Zhu Zhuqing's response suited her usual personality perfectly: one cold word.

"Don't know how to appreciate kindness, do you? Little girl, do you know who I am?

How dare you speak to me like that."

As he spoke, his large hand was already raised.

"She told you to get lost. Didn't you hear her?"

Dai Mubai abruptly stood and stepped in front of Zhu Zhuqing. Though he was several sizes smaller than his opponent, the aura he unleashed in that instant still made the man pause.

"You're courting death." The big man's fierce eyes widened as his right hand suddenly swung down toward Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai snorted and drove his right fist upward to meet the man's palm.

With a muffled bang, the man staggered back seven or eight steps, smashing a tea table.

Dai Mubai froze in surprise. Turning around, he saw Bai Ge whistle softly and quietly withdraw his right hand from the middle of Dai Mubai's back.

The two exchanged a smile. No words were needed—this was what brothers were.

"Stop."

Just as both sides stood at swordpoint, on the verge of a full-blown fight, an androgynous voice suddenly rang out.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties. Without any visible movement, he had already appeared between Dai Mubai and the burly man.

An expert!

P.S. There'll be another update later!

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