Shang Que replied softly, "The master defeated all of you with only thirty percent of his Soul Power. That already proves that your current ability to cooperate is still far too weak."
"Thirty percent..."
Ye Lingling was even more shocked. "Is this Teacher's true strength?"
As Ye Lingling stood there in astonishment, Yufeng and the others were sent flying as well. Without Ling Ling's support this time, they had virtually no ability to resist and were defeated on the spot in an instant.
Lin Yuan withdrew the crimson mist from before and shook his head in disappointment. "You are still too weak. With your current strength alone, it is impossible for you to win this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."
Hearing this, Yufeng and the others were deeply ashamed. They had thought that, with their current Soul Power, even if they could not defeat Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, they would at least not end up in such a miserable state.
But now, it seemed that forget about Spirit Hall's other members—even the Golden Generation was beyond their ability to defeat.
Lin Yuan looked at Shang Que. "I'll leave the rest to you. Once they can hold out for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, they will have passed this assessment."
Shang Que asked, "Should we continue with the same training as before?"
"Mm."
Lin Yuan nodded and walked over to Ye Lingling. He affectionately ruffled her hair and explained how she could truly enhance her teammates' strength, allowing herself to survive in battle as well.
Ye Lingling nodded in understanding and continued training with Osler and the others. As long as they could endure for the time it took an incense stick to burn, it would mean they were qualified to win the championship.
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