Surrounded by the Imperial Fighting Team, Qin Ming heard what Lan Si said to Ye Lingling, and his eyes lit up. Yes, this was the A-Si he knew. No matter who he faced, he never underestimated his opponent. This time, he only wanted Yu Tianheng and the others to understand that there would always be someone greater, and to stop looking down on Soul Masters everywhere.
He immediately agreed. "All right. This time, Tian Heng, Yanzi, Lingling, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Osler, and A-Si will compete. Yu Feng, you stay in the box and watch the match with me through the crystal window."
"Yes, teacher." Yu Feng showed neither discontent nor surprise. Lan Si's strength was plain for all to see. Even Yu Tianheng, the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, couldn't claim he was sure to win against him. Whenever Lan Si took part in a team Soul Fight, one of Yu Feng and Osler was bound to be benched.
After all, the two of them were among the weakest Battle Soul Masters on the Imperial Fighting Team.
"A-Si, are you betting on this Soul Fight too? The odds are one to one for our Imperial Fighting Team, and one to five for the Shrek Team," Qin Ming asked Lan Si.
"Of course." Lan Si took a Gold Soul Coin card from his Soul Tool. "Put five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins on the Imperial Fighting Team to win."
Qin Ming furrowed his brow. "Isn't that too risky? It seems you don't plan to step in until Tianheng and the others have lost. If they lose, are you confident you can face all five of Shrek's Battle Soul Masters at once? Lingling is only a Support-type Soul Master. She can't help you directly in battle."
Lan Si gave an