Zhou Qiubai took the invitation and opened it.
There are a few lines written on the invitation in beautiful regular script:
[To Spear and Sword Peerless:
I have heard for a long time that these two famous names are both at the advanced level in swordsmanship and spearmanship, Heaven Dou Royal Academy Imperial Fighting Team. We sincerely invite them to compete at the home court tomorrow, Tianxing City Great Soul Arena.
Captain Imperial Fighting Team, Yu Tianheng]
After Zhou Qiubai finished reading, he raised his eyes and looked at Supervisor Zhao: "Imperial Fighting Team?"
"Exactly." Supervisor Zhao nodded, "They just arrived at Tianxing City today. They heard about the results of the two of you. The leader of the team, teacher Qin Ming, came to me personally, hoping to facilitate this duel."
Yang Guyun suddenly said, "There are seven of them and two of us?"
"This..." Supervisor Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Imperial Fighting Team means that if you two feel it's unfair, you can choose two versus two, with their captain and vice-captain playing."
Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun looked at each other.
"Two versus two?" Zhou Qiubai smiled, "Sounds interesting."
Yang Guyun smiled slightly, "What do you think?"
Zhou Qiubai did not answer immediately, but looked at Supervisor Zhao: "If we agree, what arrangements does Soul Fighting Arena have?"
Supervisor Zhao's eyes lit up. "If you two agree, this duel will be the finale tomorrow. The home court will be fully open, and the audience is expected to be over 10,000. From the ticket sales, Soul Fighting Arena will draw 30%, and the remaining 70%. The winner will get six, and the loser will get one."
"It sounds like Soul Fighting Arena is sure to make a profit without losing any money." Zhou Qiubai smiled easily.
"Hey, it's mutually beneficial." Supervisor Zhao was not embarrassed, "If you two win, your reputation will spread throughout Tianxing City, and even Heaven Dou City. At that time, there will be more opportunities to invite you two to participate in higher-level events, and the bonuses will be higher. Why not?"
Zhou Qiubai touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What if we... don't choose two versus two?"
Supervisor Zhao was stunned. "Then... how to fight?"
There are only two of you. Although you have one Soul Ancestor, do you still want to play two against seven?
"No." Zhou Qiubai shook his head, "I mean, we accept the challenge, but the method is up to us. Don't they want to experience it? Then give them an unforgettable experience."
He paused and spoke clearly, "Two versus seven."
Supervisor Zhao's mouth opened wide and didn't close for a long time, his eyes were full of disbelief.
You really plan to play like this!
Yang Guyun nodded. "Okay."
"C-can it?" Supervisor Zhao stammered, "You two, this is no joke! There are seven Imperial Fighting Team, and the weakest is level 35 Soul Elder!"
Zhou Qiubai smiled easily, "We know."
"Then you still..."
"It's just because I know that I chose this." Zhou Qiubai put away the invitation and looked at Yang Guyun, "Gu Yun, what do you think?"
Yang Guyun had already sat down again to clean his gun. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the words: "It's up to you."
Supervisor Zhao looked at the two of them, one was smiling calmly and the other was calm and cold, and suddenly there was an absurd feeling in his heart.
These two teenagers are either crazy or...
You really have this confidence.
He gritted his teeth. "Okay! I'll go and communicate with Imperial Fighting Team! If they agree, home court, two versus seven!"
"Thank you." Zhou Qiubai said with cupped hands.
Supervisor Zhao left in a hurry, the sound of footsteps getting further away.
The room became quiet again.
"Two versus seven..." he said softly, "Guyun, are you afraid?"
Yang Guyun finally finished cleaning the gun. "What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid of losing~" Zhou Qiubai laughed, "If we lose, our reputation will be ruined."
"Then don't lose." Yang Guyun said very calmly, as if asking what to have for dinner today.
Zhou Qiubai turned to look at him. Under the moonlight, the Black Clothes boy's profile was stern, but his eyes were brighter than the moonlight.
"You're right." Zhou Qiubai smiled, "Then... don't lose."
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One day passed, it was evening.
Qin Ming Push open the suite door.
"Teacher Qin, Soul Fighting Arena over there..." As soon as Yu Feng started speaking, he was surrounded by an atmosphere of expectation.
"It's settled." Qin Ming placed a contract on the table, with an elusive emotion in his voice, "Three days later, Shen Shi, home court, two versus seven."
For a moment, the room could hear a needle drop.
"How dare they?" Yu Feng was the first to react, "Two against seven? What do you think of us Imperial Fighting Team? Can any cat or dog step on us?"
Osler was leaning against the window, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly. "Maybe he really has the confidence? After all, he has won seven games and has never used Soul Skill."
"So what?" Yu Feng was unconvinced, "The seven of us, Martial Soul and Soul Skill are all top-notch. No matter how strong they are, there is no chance of winning two against seven!"
Shi Mo said in a deep voice, "Be careful."
"Brother is right." Shi Mo nodded.
Yu Tianheng didn't speak, but just stared at Qin Ming. Qin Ming met his eyes and said slowly, "What do you think?"
"They are telling us." Yu Tianheng said word by word, "In their eyes, the seven of us together are only worthy of two of them taking action."
A cold light flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes. "Tianheng is right, this is not a challenge, this is a humiliation. If we don't accept it, it means admitting that we are afraid. If we accept it, we lose..."
She didn't finish her words, but everyone knew it.
Imperial Fighting Team's reputation will plummet, and Heaven Dou Royal Academy's face will be greatly damaged, and the family behind them may even be implicated.
"Teacher Qin." Yu Tianheng turned to Qin Ming, "What's your opinion?"
Qin Ming was silent for a moment and said slowly, "From a tactical point of view, two versus seven is beneficial to you. The numerical advantage, the Soul Power advantage, and the Martial Soul coordination advantage are all on your side. Under normal circumstances, you will win."
He paused and then changed the topic. "But since the other party dares to mention it like this, he must be prepared and cannot judge it based on common sense."
"You mean, we might lose?" Shi Mo frowned and said in a deep voice.
"It's not possible." Qin Ming shook his head and his tone became more severe, "If you underestimate the enemy, you will definitely lose."
The room fell silent again.
Ye Lingling suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as the cold wind. "Teacher Qin, you just said that their tacit understanding can only be developed after years of fighting side by side."
"Yes."
"Then they shouldn't be temporary partners." Ye Lingling raised his head, "From the data, Zhou Qiubai is level 35, Yang Guyun is level 42. One is Soul Elder, and the other is Soul Ancestor. But the battle report mentioned that when the two cooperate, Zhou Qiubai takes the lead."
She paused and added, "A Soul Elder dominates the battle rhythm of a Soul Ancestor. What does this mean?"
Yu Tianheng's pupils narrowed slightly.
This shows that Yang Guyun is willing to obey the command of Zhou Qiubai.
This means that in the eyes of Yang Guyun, Zhou Qiubai's combat wisdom is more important than his Soul Power Level.
This is really unusual.