Tang San's Analysis Was Flawless, but Was That Really the Case?
Suotuo City.
An ordinary medium-sized city on the Soul Fighting Continent.
On the map of the Heaven Dou Empire, it would be considered at most a fifth-tier city.
But today, the city welcomed a group of visitors whose styles were completely out of place.
Three carriages bearing the emblem of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy came to a steady stop at the entrance of the Great Soul Arena. The curtains were lifted, and a group of young people filed out.
Yu Feng was the first to jump off the carriage.
He crossed his arms, his disdainful gaze sweeping over the peeling paint on the signboard on the outer wall of the Soul Fighting Arena.
The expression on his face was as interesting as if he had stepped in a pile of fresh cow dung.
That's it?
He turned to look at his companions behind him to make sure he hadn't gone to the wrong place.
"The mighty Imperial Fighting Team traveled all this way to this place... Let me tell you, this place isn't even as good as a finger of Heaven Dou City, is it?"
Osler got out of the car and, unusually, echoed Yu Feng's sentiment, "Even a random private room at Heaven Dou is more impressive than this entire venue."
"Alright, alright."
Ye Qing alighted from the last carriage.
"We're not here for tourism, can you two please stop acting like we're doing a review?"
Yu Feng pouted. "Captain, you always have such a nice way of speaking."
"Then tell me, why didn't you fight in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena? Why did you have to come to this remote corner to suffer?"
Before Ye Qing could speak, Qin Ming's steady voice interrupted.
"Because of money."
Qin Ming, with a serious expression, glanced around at the team members who were still whispering among themselves, and cleared his throat.
"The Shrek Team has set a record of 27 consecutive wins in team battles at the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena, and their fame has spread throughout the entire city."
"The nobles of Suotuo City made money by betting on their opponents, but none of the teams they hired ever won."
He paused for a moment.
"This time they spent a lot of money, specially inviting the Imperial Fighting Team from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to end this winning streak."
"Of course, this is not just a battle of Soul Fighting; the reputation of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is also at stake."
Yu Feng raised an eyebrow. "Twenty-seven consecutive wins?"
His tone finally carried less disdain and more surprise.
To win 27 games in a row,
Even if the opponents are of varying skill levels, it at least shows that this team is not incompetent.
But that's all.
"So?"
Yu Feng snorted coldly, "Even if they win fifty-seven games in a row, they'll still have to kneel before our Emperor Team."
Osler, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.
Qin Ming frowned slightly.
He understood the principle that pride comes before a fall better than anyone else.
They secretly hoped that Shrek could teach them a lesson.
Dugu Yan remained silent throughout.
She leaned against the carriage, arms crossed, and coldly glanced at the entrance to the Soul Fighting Arena.
A winning streak signifies stable teamwork and sufficient strength; a team that can achieve this should not be underestimated.
She didn't say it aloud.
Trying to reason with Yu Feng is a complete waste of breath.
Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, was quite interested.
Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes darted around, curiously observing the vendors hawking their Soul Fighting Arena.
The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, who usually only interacts with sects and academies, had never seen such a lively and down-to-earth street scene before.
Far from being disgusted, she found it quite novel.
With a smile playing on her lips, she looked exactly like a canary that had escaped its cage.
"Let's go inside and talk." Qin Ming took the lead.
The others followed one after another.
Ye Qing walked at the very back, her pace neither hurried nor slow.
He looked up at the mottled plaque above the entrance to the Great Soul Arena, a slight smile curving his lips, but his mind was racing with entirely different thoughts.
In the original story, Yu Xiaogang agreed to the Soul Fighting Battle without hesitation not only to train Tang San and the others.
Furthermore, the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team is Yu Tianheng, a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
That Soul Fighting was a personal contest for Yu Xiaogang.
He wanted to use the students he had personally trained to defeat the genius his family was so proud of, fair and square.
He proved that he, this "useless" person abandoned by his family, had never been wrong in his judgment.
But what about now?
Yu Tianheng had already transferred to the Thunderclap Academy, and the captaincy fell to him.
Ye Qing narrowed his eyes.
This Soul Fighting may have been late, but it has finally arrived.
Is Yu Xiaogang's intelligence still stuck in the previous version?
The facts were indeed as Ye Qing had imagined.
In the Shrek Team's preparation room at the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena.
The lighting was dim and the decor was simple.
Compared to the bright and impressive private rooms at the Emperor Team, this place is so shabby it's heartbreaking.
But no one was in the mood to complain about the environment at that moment.
All eyes were on the list in Tang San's hand.
"Teacher."
Tang San looked up at the middle-aged man opposite him, whose hair was disheveled and whose clothes were sloppy.
"The captain of the Imperial Fighting Team is no longer Yu Tianheng, but someone named Ye Qing."
"And there's one more person on the list, named Ning Rongrong."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was the first to rush forward.
He snatched the list from his hand and brought his round face close to the paper.
"What? They changed the team leader?"
"Grandmaster, what's going on?"
Oscar also came over, glanced at him, and then looked at Yu Xiaogang suspiciously while stroking his Yu Xiaogang.
Dai Mubai leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and glanced at the list briefly before speaking.
All eyes were on Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang took the list.
The moment his gaze fell upon the words "Captain Ye Qing," he visibly froze.
They practically had the words "Unexpected" tattooed on their foreheads.
He looked at it twice, turning it over and over.
Flender stood by and observed for a while before finally asking, "Xiao Gang, you don't... know about this, do you?"
Yu Xiaogang's face twitched.
He coughed forcefully, trying to put on a stern face and project an air of authority, but the fleeting embarrassment he showed was clearly visible to everyone.
The truth is, ever since he entered Shrek Academy, he has been completely absorbed in Tang San others' training program, ignoring everything else.
Has the Imperial Fighting Team's roster changed?
He truly hadn't heard a single whisper of it.
Flender sighed and cleaned up the mess for him.
"Yu Tianheng transferred from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to the Thunderclap Academy a long time ago."
"As for the current team leader, Ye Qing, I don't know much about him either."
All I know is that he is younger than Yu Tianheng and is extremely popular in the academy.
His gaze lingered on the list for a moment, his fingertip hovering over a name, and his tone suddenly became more serious:
"And this Ning Rongrong, remember this well, her Martial Soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."
"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?!"
"The number one support Martial Soul in the world!"
Ma Hongjun's face was filled with despair.
Oscar's expression was also grim. He subconsciously rubbed his fingers together and muttered, "With the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's blessing, how can we fight?"
His Martial Soul is a sausage.
Then think about the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
Well, there's no comparison.
Ma Hongjun plopped back down on the rickety stool, counting on his chubby fingers. "Apart from Ning Rongrong, everyone on the other side is at least Soul Elder. As for us... well, let's not even talk about it, the gap is too big."
The atmosphere suddenly became so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Only one person reacted differently from everyone else.
Zhu Zhuqing.
When she heard Ye Qing's name, her dark, cold eyes narrowed slightly, as if in surprise.