Gu Sheng VS Martial Soul Hall's Golden Generation! One Man Challenges Them All!

"Quiet, everyone!"

The lead teacher pressed his hands downward, forcibly bringing the scene under control.

"This arrangement was specifically requested by the higher-ups."

"Furthermore, he is a candidate strongly recommended by Young Mistress Qian Renxue; no one has the authority to refute it."

Upon hearing the name Qian Renxue, the murmurs of the crowd instantly quieted down significantly.

Every face once again displayed an expression of utter shock.

Young Mistress Qian Renxue had always possessed an incredibly high standard; how could she have taken a fancy to a twenty-level kid like this?

They were unaware of Gu Sheng's identity, as that wedding had only involved the upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall, and afterward, due to the awakening of the Puni martial soul, Qian Daoliu had ordered all information to be suppressed.

Everyone began to size up Gu Sheng again, unable to stop themselves from whispering in their hearts.

Could it be that this kid had some profound background behind him?

Or did he truly possess some unknown, peculiar trait?

Despite their inner apprehensions, the iron law of the soul master world was that strength always spoke the loudest.

Yan let out a cold snort, stepped forward, and stared directly at Gu Sheng.

"So what if you have the Young Mistress's recommendation?"

"In our soul master world, we have always respected strength above all else!"

"I don't buy into this back-door nonsense; if you want to be our captain, you have to show some real skill!"

Yan provoked him without the slightest bit of courtesy, the flames on his body showing faint signs of igniting.

Seeing this, the lead teacher immediately felt a headache coming on.

These arrogant geniuses barely listened to him, their teacher, on a normal day.

Asking them to submit to a Soul Grand Master now was truly asking too much.

Caught in the middle, he was in a difficult position, not knowing how to bring the situation to a close.

Just then, Gu Sheng, who had not spoken until now, suddenly opened his mouth.

He was not in the least bit angry at Yan's provocation.

Instead, he nodded in appreciation and spoke up to relieve the teacher of his predicament.

"You are absolutely right; the soul master world should indeed respect strength above all else."

Gu Sheng looked at Yan, his tone steady, showing not a hint of cowardice.

"I fully understand your feelings; if it were me, I wouldn't easily submit to someone who appeared weak either."

"Teacher, you need not be troubled."

Hearing these reasonable words from Gu Sheng, the lead teacher let out a sigh of relief.

He had truly been afraid that this young master might lose his temper and cause the situation to turn sour.

Gu Sheng scanned the surrounding team members and continued to state his intentions.

"Since everyone is unconvinced,"

"Then, to satisfy the crowd, let's just have a fight."

"As long as I win, this position of captain will be rightfully mine."

Hearing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Yan's mouth.

He flexed his wrists, his joints popping with a cracking sound.

"Good kid, I'll give you credit for having some guts."

"I, Yan, never bully the weak, lest others say I'm picking on you."

Yan extended a finger and pointed at the members of the team.

"Pick any opponent you like, and we'll have a one-on-one."

"As long as you can last for the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, I'll count it as your win."

The other team members also revealed expressions of watching a good show.

In their eyes, this contest was destined to be a one-sided crushing defeat.

However, Gu Sheng's next words caused everyone present to drop their jaws in shock.

Gu Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as straight as a pine.

He slightly raised his chin and declared in a very calm tone.

"There's no need for that much trouble."

"I'll take on all of you at once."

The entire scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The lead teacher and every member of the team widened their eyes in disbelief.

Everyone looked at each other, doubting if their ears were playing tricks on them.

A level 20 Soul Grand Master wanted to challenge the entire Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall, plus every other member of the team?

This was simply too arrogant!

"Is this kid out of his mind?"

"Does he even know what he's saying?"

After a brief silence, a wave of intense clamor erupted within the training grounds.

The instructor leading the team was sweating profusely.

This was a connection personally arranged by the young mistress Qian Renxue.

If he were to get hurt or injured under the hands of these hot-headed youths, how would he answer to his superiors?

The instructor rushed forward and grabbed Gu Sheng by the arm.

"Gu Sheng, don't be impulsive!"

"For the sake of your own safety, you should just pick one person to duel."

"Let's just keep it friendly; there's no need to blow this out of proportion."

The teacher pleaded earnestly, trying to steer things back on track.

But Gu Sheng shook his head stubbornly, completely unmoved.

"Teacher, since I said I would fight them all, I won't go back on my word."

"Please step aside; I know what I'm doing."

Seeing Gu Sheng's casual attitude, the team members were incensed.

They were the top geniuses meticulously cultivated by Martial Soul Hall; when had they ever been looked down upon like this?

Such an arrogant attitude was nothing short of a trampling of their dignity.

"What a boastful fool!"

"Since he's looking for death, let's grant his wish!"

"Today, we must teach this ignorant brat a lesson he won't forget!"

The group burned with rage, one after another releasing their soul power.

Powerful ripples of soul power surged through the training grounds, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Seeing that he truly couldn't persuade them, the instructor had no choice but to retreat to the side.

The group quickly moved to the designated combat arena.

On both sides of the ring, the atmosphere was tense and ready to snap.

Yan stood at the very front of the team, his body wreathed in scorching flames.

He looked at Gu Sheng across from him and issued a final warning.

"Kid, while the match hasn't officially started yet..."

"As long as you're willing to apologize for your arrogance just now and obediently get out of here."

"We can let you off this time."

Yan clenched his fists, flames dancing at his fingertips.

"Otherwise, once we start, you're definitely going to suffer some physical pain!"

Facing this aggressive warning.

Gu Sheng remained standing with his hands behind his back, his posture upright.

He looked at the crowd, who were braced for battle, and shook his head without a care.

"There is no need for that."

"Feel free to attack; use your full strength."

With that said, there was no point in further talk.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Hu Liena stood at the back of the team, a cunning glint flashing in her eyes.

She immediately activated her martial soul, Demon Fox.

A circle of pink light rapidly spread out from her body.

This was her signature ability, Charm.

Hu Liena attempted to control Gu Sheng at the very first moment to end this farce.

The pink light instantly enveloped Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng stood motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead.

He seemed completely entranced by the charm, showing no signs of defensive action.

Seeing this scene, a look of triumph appeared on Hu Liena's face.

"I thought you had some real ability, but it turns out you're nothing more than this."

She signaled to her teammates, indicating that the control had been successful.

Seeing this, the others did not hesitate in the slightest.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, everyone simultaneously channeled their soul power, attacking Gu Sheng from all directions.

Yan took the lead, his massive flaming fist whistling through the air as it headed straight for Gu Sheng's face.

The radiance of various dazzling soul skills erupted across the arena.

However, facing this overwhelming and ferocious assault, Gu Sheng remained standing there without moving an inch.

He didn't even blink, showing absolutely no sign of intending to strike back.

The team instructor standing outside the arena saw this scene.

He slowly raised his hand and covered his forehead in a gesture of despair.

He couldn't help but wail in his heart.

Why hadn't he tried harder to talk this kid out of it just now?