Let Dai Mubai's Wound Be Exposed

Ye Qiu understood this very well.

Among the three teams,

under this format, the Imperial Fighting Team was the most likely to end up at the bottom.

Though his women were all Soul Ancestors,

quite a few of them possessed Soul Bones and had learned techniques like Mysterious Jade Hand.

They could even fight Spirit Kings.

But the Imperial Fighting Team clearly lacked that kind of strength. Tang San was their one and only Spirit King.

Unlike the Spirit Hall Team, which had three Soul Emperors.

As long as they cleared out the Imperial Fighting Team's Soul Ancestors quickly enough,

Tang San would have no choice but to step onto the stage. Ye Qiu could then see exactly what he had learned from those Evil Spirit Masters.

It would also let them drain Tang San's Soul Power sooner.

"I'll listen to Husband."

Zhu Zhuqing had no objections and slowly walked toward the arena.

"Go, Zhu Qing!"

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu cheered her on.

A Spirit King at full strength against a wounded Soul Ancestor was a complete slaughter.

With just a Second Spirit Ability, she sent her opponent off the arena.

Next,

Dai Mubai from the Imperial Fighting Team volunteered to go up and test himself against her.

Dai Weisi watched Dai Mubai coldly from the sidelines.

There was a trace of greed in his eyes.

The Evil Eye White Tiger was clearly a great tonic to him.

But Dai Weisi was also somewhat disgusted.

Disgusted by the lewd stench coming from that dead eunuch.

Looking at the Spirit Rings beneath Zhu Zhuqing's feet on the stage, Yan asked Hu Liena:

"Nana, what should we do next?"

With Xie Yue as their leader.

That was merely a show they put on for outsiders.

Hu Liena pondered for a moment,