Qian Renxue's God-Level Investigation, the Imperial Fighting Team

Heaven Dou City.

The Crown Prince Mansion's study.

The wafting sandalwood incense suppressed the slight chill drifting in from outside the window.

Xue Qinghe, or rather Qian Renxue, sat upright behind her desk, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe. Her eyes were gentle and her every move exuded the dignified air of a crown prince.

Only the fingertips hanging at his sides paused very slightly after the arrival of the Snake Lance Douluo.

Standing below, Snake Lance Douluo She Long held a scroll of secret documents in both hands, his back bent extremely low, and reported in a respectful voice without a trace of extra emotion.

"Young Master, the information regarding the team from the Shrek Academy in Suotuo City that you requested has been fully verified."

Qian Renxue raised her eyes, her voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable authority. "Nian."

"Yes."

"This team is called the Shrek Eight Devils, consisting of eight members, all of whom are Soul Master under the age of twenty."

Snake Lance Douluo opened the secret file and reported it word by word.

"Core member Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power, currently a level 31 Control-type Battle Soul Elder."

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul Evil Eye White Tiger, Level 38 Power-attack Type Battle Soul Elder."

"Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat, Level 28 Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master."

"Ning Rongrong, daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul and is a level 26 Support-type Soul Grandmaster."

"Oscar, Food-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power, Martial Soul Sausage, is a Level 31 Soul Elder."

"Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul Evil Fire Phoenix, Level 27 Power-attack Type Battle-type Soul Master."

"Xiao Wu, Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit, Level 35 Power-attack Type Battle-type Soul Master."

At this point, Snake Lance Douluo paused.

He glanced at the Crown Prince at the head of the table, making sure the other had listened carefully before continuing.

"The last person is named Lin Qingmo."

"Very little information is available about this person; all that is known is that he enrolled with some of the other members."

"His Martial Soul seems to be Blue Silver Grass, but his Soul Power Level is unknown. He has only been recorded as Soul Fighting in the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena, and he won every single one of those matches."

The sandalwood incense in the study seemed to linger for a moment.

The gentle expression on Qian Renxue's face faded.

Those eyes, which always held a smile, narrowed slightly, and her fingertips tapped lightly on the files on the desk.

Lin Qingmo... A-Qing.

A-Qing, the one in the mysterious Chat Group.

She had previously guessed that most of the people in the group were from this Douluo World.

I never expected that I would find their whereabouts in this way.

Through the Shrek Academy mentioned by A-Qing and the names of several people provided, his subordinates quickly found out the details.

'So it seems these people all fit the description.'

"Young Master?"

Seeing that she remained silent for Jiujiu, Snake Lance Douluo cautiously called out.

Qian Renxue came to her senses.

The emotion in his eyes vanished instantly, and he returned to his gentle and harmless demeanor.

He then spoke calmly, "Go on, what other information is there?"

"Yes."

Snake Lance Douluo immediately responded, not daring to be negligent:

"Message has come from the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena: in three days, the Shrek Team will face off against the Imperial Fighting Team in a team Soul Fighting at the Great Soul Arena."

"Imperial Fighting Team?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow slightly.

A faint, slightly amused smile curved at the corners of his lips.

She naturally knew about the Imperial Fighting Team.

The ace team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Captain Yu Tianheng is a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Vice Captain Dugu Yan is the granddaughter of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

The entire team consists of Soul Elder and above, making them virtually unmatched at the Silver Soul Rank level.

According to Snake Lance Douluo's report, the Shrek Team is currently only the Iron Soul Rank Team.

Moreover, Shrek Team only has three known Soul Elder.

"An Iron Soul Rank- level team versus a Silver Soul Rank Imperial Fighting Team, that's interesting."

What's even more interesting is that Lin Qingmo, who is suspected to A-Qing, is also in this team.

The smile on Qian Renxue's face made Snake Lance Douluo's heart flutter slightly, and he quickly added:

"Does the Young Master intend to attend this Soul Fighting in person?"

Qian Renxue stood up, the hem of her brocade robe sweeping across the ground, her voice filled with barely concealed interest.

"Get the car ready. I'm going to Suotuo City in three days."

Snake Lance Douluo was taken aback and quickly bowed. "Young Master, you cannot leave Heaven Dou City rashly. This is probably not appropriate. Should I go and bring Lin Qingmo to see you?"

"No need."

Qian Renxue waved her hand, a deep meaning flashing in her eyes.

She didn't want to capture them.

She wanted to see for herself what kind of person this A-Qing was, who could see through all her pretenses.

"I want to see for myself what this Shrek Team and this Transmigrator Lin Qingmo are really capable of."

Suotuo City.

Shrek Academy.

The Shrek Eight Devils, who had just finished their morning exercise, were resting in twos and threes on the open space of the playground.

Then Yu Xiaogang and Flender walked over one after the other.

Neither of them looked relaxed.

Yu Xiaogang, in particular, was clutching a roll of paper tightly in his hand, his brows furrowed in worry.

"Come here, everyone, I have something to tell you."

Flender cleared his throat and called out to the crowd.

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around.

Ma Hongjun, munching on Sausage Oscar had just made, asked indistinctly, "Dean, Grandmaster, what's wrong? Have they assigned us new training again?"

"More important than training."

Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice.

His gaze swept over the eight people present, finally settling on Tang San.

He spoke slowly, after all. "Three days from now, the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena has arranged a team battle for you."

"Team fight?"

Oscar's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Iron Soul Rank's team again?"

"Dean, I'm not trying to be mean, but the teams in the Iron Soul Fighting Arena right now are no match for us. Last time, Boss Dai single-handedly routed that team."

Ma Hongjun didn't take it seriously and showed little interest.

Dai Mubai leaned against the tree trunk beside him, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this but remained silent, clearly anticipating Ma Hongjun's words.

During this period, they achieved a series of victories in the Great Soul Arena.

Opponents of the Iron Soul Rank level no longer pose any threat to them.

Flender snorted and said irritably, "If it were Iron Soul Rank team, would I need to be this serious? This time, your opponents are Silver Soul Rank level team."

"Silver Soul Rank?!"

Ma Hongjun almost dropped the Sausage from his mouth, his eyes wide with surprise.

"No way, Dean?"

"We just got the Iron Soul Badge not long ago, and now we're already fighting Silver Soul Rank? That's such a huge leap!"

Even someone as arrogant as him wouldn't dare to think that way.

"This wasn't my decision."

Yu Xiaogang explained, "It was the person in charge of the Great Soul Arena who came to us on their own initiative."

"Your performance over this period has been too outstanding, and your strength has long surpassed the level of Iron Soul Rank. There is little point in you continuing to fight in the Iron Soul Fighting Arena Soul Fighting."

"So they hope you can fight against the Imperial Fighting Team."

As he said this, his expression towards Lin Qingmo became exceptionally complex.

After various events, and studying Lin Qingmo's battles.

Yu Xiaogang confirmed one thing: this kid was someone he had fooled... but couldn't teach.

The other party did not have the same rigid and methodical temperament as Tang San.

So much so that he couldn't manipulate her.

Lin Qingmo also ignored him.

"Imperial Fighting Team?"

Tang San frowned.

He felt he had heard the name somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it.

"!!!"

Ning Rongrong's expression changed slightly, clearly indicating that she had heard of this team's reputation.