Aomo and Aote's retreat to defend was blocked by Feng Xiaotian, who used Lan Ran's icy aura against them. By the time they finally managed to withstand Feng Xiaotian's Fourth Soul Skill, two members of their back line had already been eliminated.
Without question, their defensive retreat had accomplished nothing and wasted considerable time, allowing the Heaven Dou Second Team to form a pincer formation.
"What an exquisite design, with so many layers of decision-making. Truly impressive." Rather than growing angry, Aomo lavished praise on Feng Xiaotian.
In fact, they themselves had given Feng Xiaotian and Yao Zi the time to devise their tactics.
After all, their failure to take down Ai Yan and Zhao Xiaohui, two Soul Elders, had already been a glaring blunder. On top of that, Feng Xiaotian had correctly gambled on Lan Ran's mindset, while Yao Zi's tactics had saved Zhao Xiaohui at the crucial moment.
All these factors seemed chaotic, but in these particular circumstances, they had sparked a subtle reaction, bringing the Heaven Dou Second Team's prospects out of darkness and back into the light.
Barring any surprises, such intricate calculations would undoubtedly carry the Heaven Dou Second Team much further on the stage of the Soul Master Tournament.
But the Golden Light Team would not concede.
Aside from earning money, their main reason for entering Soul Fighting matches at the Great Soul Arena was to make up for the regrets they had left behind at the Soul Master Tournament years ago. Thus, they treated every match as though it were part of that tournament.
Even now, at a disadvantage, they would not simply admit defeat.
Aomo and Aote naturally understood that ganging up on Feng Xiaotian was not a wise move. Li Yao and Li Wei were currently deep within the Heaven Dou