Qin Feng VS Shrek Seven Devils?!

Meng Shenji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves crashing in his heart.

"An unexpected turn of events has occurred; it seems the structure of the Heaven Dou Royal Team is about to change."

He stood up and paced back and forth across the hall.

"Since Yu Tianheng has been defeated, according to the rules of the Great Soul Arena, he is no longer the team captain. I fear we must consult Qin Feng himself regarding this matter."

Luo Cheng nodded, his fingers tapping lightly against the tabletop.

"To be honest, I didn't expect anyone to be able to defeat Yu Tianheng so cleanly and decisively."

"However..."

Luo Cheng shifted his tone, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.

"This might not be a bad thing for us! The three of you should be aware that a group called the 'Shrek Seven Devils' has recently arrived at the Great Soul Arena."

Upon hearing this name, the expressions of the three committee members soured.

That group was like a pack of unreasonable monsters, winning consecutive battles in the arena. Not only had they humiliated the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but they had also cost the Great Soul Arena a significant amount of money.

"If this Qin Feng is willing to step in, our chances of defeating the Shrek Seven Devils will increase significantly."

A sharp glint flashed in Luo Cheng's eyes.

A ruthless man capable of slapping down a Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon—wouldn't dealing with a few nobodies from Shrek be as easy as turning over one's hand?

Meng Shenji stopped pacing, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"In that case, let's stop guessing here. Let's go and find him ourselves."

Heaven Dou Royal Team, Captain's Office.

The afternoon sun spilled in through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, gilding the room in gold.

Qin Feng closed the team files in his hands and stretched.

As he looked up, he was met with two rather strange gazes.

Dugu Yan sat on the sofa opposite him, her long, slender legs crossed. Her usually cold and glamorous face was flushed, resembling a ripe apple.

Beside her, Ye Lingling's cold, clear eyes held less indifference and more curiosity and teasing.

The two of them stared straight at him without saying a word.

Qin Feng looked down at himself; his clothes weren't on backward, and his zipper was up.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Qin Feng asked, somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that he looked too handsome while reading the files, and it had captivated these two girls?

Hearing Qin Feng's question, Dugu Yan shuddered, like a startled rabbit.

"N-nothing!"

She hurriedly averted her gaze, using the motion of fixing her hair to hide her inner turmoil.

Heaven knows what she had been thinking about just moments ago.

The explicit descriptions in the diary were swirling in her mind like a curse, impossible to shake off.

Especially Ye Lingling's earlier teasing remark about his legs—it made her afraid to even look at them now.

This bastard, his physique really was impressive...

Watching Dugu Yan's embarrassed state, Ye Lingling's lips curled slightly, revealing a rare, faint smile.

Her beautiful eyes, hidden beneath a black veil, shimmered as she spoke in a crisp, melodic voice:

"Yanzi is complimenting you on your strength."

"She said that for you to be able to defeat Yu Tianheng—that sense of power made her feel very..."

"Ye Lingling!"

Dugu Yan panicked, springing up from the sofa.

She clamped a hand over Ye Lingling's mouth, her pretty face flushed so deeply it looked like it might bleed.

"Lingling, how can you say such things!"

How could she bring up such private topics right in front of the person himself?

Especially content that was so mortifying!

With her mouth covered, Ye Lingling could only make "mmph-mmph" sounds, but her eyes, curved into crescents, betrayed a hint of mischief.

Just as the atmosphere in the office turned somewhat amorous and ambiguous:

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock sounded at the door, followed by it being pushed open.

The three committee members—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin—along with the Great Soul Arena's manager, Luo Cheng, filed into the room.

Seeing this, Dugu Yan hurriedly released Ye Lingling, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes with a touch of awkwardness, and sat back down, resuming her cold and aloof demeanor.

However, the tips of her ears, which remained burning hot, betrayed her current state of mind.

Qin Feng sat in the spacious office chair, showing no intention of rising to greet them, merely sweeping a faint glance over the group.

"Three committee members, what brings you here?"

Meng Shenji looked at the young man before him, a flash of appreciation crossing his eyes.

To remain so calm and composed in the face of three Soul Douluo-level powerhouses—this temperament alone far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"Qin Feng, we heard that an extraordinary young talent had emerged in the academy, one who actually defeated Yu Tianheng. Naturally, we old fellows had to come and see such a major event for ourselves."

Meng Shenji stroked his beard and smiled, his gaze sizing Qin Feng up.

"Truly an extraordinary bearing! A hero indeed emerges from the youth!"

Facing this praise, Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged and indifferent.

"Just good luck, that's all."

This attitude of being neither arrogant nor impetuous, unfazed by honor or disgrace, caused the three committee members to raise their estimation of him even further.

This child has a promising future!

Committee member Zhilin, who had remained silent until now, suddenly stepped forward, his eyes filled with a hint of eagerness.

"Qin Feng, I see your Martial Soul is unique, and you seem to have a distinct understanding of plant-type spirits. I am a Soul Douluo with the Azure Vine as my Martial Soul. If you are willing..."

"Not interested."

Qin Feng didn't even lift his eyelids, cutting Zhilin off directly.

"I do not take masters."

This crisp and clean refusal caused the smile on Zhilin's face to stiffen, and his hand, extended in mid-air, paused in awkwardness.

Meng Shenji and Bai Baoshan were also slightly startled.

One had to know that Committee member Zhilin held an extremely high status in the Heaven Dou Empire soul master world; countless people begged to be taken under his wing, yet this kid had refused without a second thought?

"Uh... since that is the case, then so be it."

Meng Shenji smoothed things over, gaining a new understanding of Qin Feng's pride.

Young people, after all, naturally have a backbone if they have the ability.

"Actually, besides that matter, we have another important business for coming to see you."

Meng Shenji stepped aside, revealing Luo Cheng behind him.

"This is Mr. Luo Cheng, the person in charge of the Great Soul Arena of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Luo Cheng stepped forward, nodded slightly toward Qin Feng, and went straight to the point:

"Captain Qin, let's speak plainly. Recently, a team called the Shrek Seven Devils has arrived at our Great Soul Arena, winning consecutive battles and causing us heavy losses."

"I have watched your matches; your strength is formidable. If you can lead the Imperial Fighting Team to end their winning streak, it would be mutually beneficial for both of us."

Qin Feng tapped his fingertips lightly against the desk.

Shrek Seven Devils?

Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun...

Aren't those the bunch of cheaters from the original story?

Especially Tang San, always spouting off about "the way of death" while being incredibly double-standard in reality.

Going to bully this group was already part of his plan.

As a transmigrator, if you don't step on Tang San a couple of times, what is the point of this transmigration?

Seeing that Qin Feng did not speak, Luo Cheng assumed he was weighing the pros and cons and hurriedly threw out the chips he had prepared in advance.

"As long as Captain Qin is willing to lead the team to compete, regardless of whether you win or lose, our Great Soul Arena is willing to pay one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coin as an appearance fee."