Shrek vs. Imperial Fighting Team! Tang San: This Woman Was Hiding Her Strength!

Suotuo City Great Soul Arena.

The stands were exceptionally lively today.

Imperial Fighting Team vs. Shrek Team.

The mere fact that these two incredibly arrogant team names collided is enough to make tickets for the entire Soul Fighting Arena extremely difficult to obtain.

"Oh, Tian Heng, you're here too?"

Yu Tianxin stepped to the front row and immediately spotted Yu Tianheng, who was already seated. She raised an eyebrow and greeted him.

Yu Tianheng crossed his arms, his gaze fixed on the empty center of the arena, and said without turning his head, "Let's see what kind of team Ye Qing has trained the Imperial Fighting Team to be like."

"After a year of intensive training, there should be some changes. I just hope you won't disappoint me."

"What a coincidence, me too."

Yu Tianxin sat down, a playful smile on her lips.

They maintained their 'pride'.

But in reality, I felt an immense sense of urgency.

The VIP viewing room on the highest level of the Great Soul Arena.

Ning Fengzhi in the main seat, a cup of tea in front of him, slowly brushing away the tea foam.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood beside him, holding a list of participants in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Fengzhi, besides Ning Rongrong's progress, the most important thing we've come here to pay attention to is Ye Qing."

"But it seems I'll have to disappoint you, Ye Qing isn't on the roster for the Soul Fighting competition."

Sword Douluo seized the opportunity to hand over the list.

Ning Fengzhi took the teacup, glanced at it, and paused slightly in his hand holding the teacup.

"Didn't play? What a pity."

"Ning Rongrong mentioned this name several times in her letter, saying it was the soul of the Imperial Fighting Team. I really wanted to see it for myself."

Sword Douluo shook his head slightly. "No matter how influential he is, he's still just a teenager."

"It's alright if we can't see it. Let's see how well Ning Rongrong cooperates with this team first."

Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup without saying anything more, his gaze already fixed on the center of the arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen—!"

The commentator's voice boomed throughout the stadium, and the audience erupted in cheers.

"Next up is today's highly anticipated matchup— Shrek Team versus Imperial Fighting Team!"

"Please welcome both teams to the arena!"

The lights on the west side of the passageway came on first, and seven figures filed out.

Each person wore a uniquely designed mask, and their movements were perfectly synchronized, exuding a rebellious and unapproachable aura.

The commentator enthusiastically announced:

"Shrek Team Members: Thousand-Hand Asura! Evil-Eyed White Tiger! Soft Bone Charm Rabbit! Evil Fire Phoenix! Sausage Monopoly! Hell Spirit Cat! Healing Scepter!"

The audience erupted in gasps and whistles.

"This team's codename is so cool!"

"Thousand-Hand Asura? That sounds incredibly powerful!"

"Wait... Sausage Monopoly? What kind of code name is that?"

The seven members of the Imperial Fighting Team calmly walked out through the east passage.

No masks, no code names, completely open and honest.

Dugu Yan, Yu Feng, Osler, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling.

As Yu Feng walked, he glanced back at the group of masked men opposite him, his face filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"I have to say... those codenames on the other side are so cool!"

"What Thousand-Hand Asura, Evil-Eyed White Tiger? They're all like characters from a folktale."

He lowered his voice and whispered to Osler beside him.

"I should have gotten one too. How about 'Windwing'? 'Storm Falcon' would be fine too."

Osler glanced at him expressionlessly. "Your name is Yu Feng, which is already quite chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur). Be content."

"... That makes so much sense, I can't refute it."

"Shut up, get ready for the match."

Dugu Yan's voice came from ahead, but he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Yu Feng immediately fell silent, shrinking his neck in.

With the vice-captain speaking, who dared to say another word?

Both sides took their positions on the Soul Fighting arena.

The Imperial Fighting Team's positioning adjustment was swift and decisive.

The two brothers, Shi Mo Shi Mo, stepped forward, simultaneously releasing their Martial Soul.

Two thick Black Tortoise shells materialized out of thin air, standing side by side like two city gates. A standard Black Tortoise Shield wall.

Osler hid behind the shield wall.

With his body slightly crouched, the Ghost Leopard Martial Soul Possession, and his entire being exuded a dangerous predatory aura, poised to strike.

Dugu Yan stood firmly in the center, neither forward nor backward, perfectly taking into account the entire area.

In the back row, Ye Lingling released her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, a soft halo blooming like a flower bud on her side, ready to be deployed at any moment.

Ning Rongrong stood beside her, and the phantom image of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared above their heads.

With a powerful push of his feet, Yu Feng's body shot into the sky like an arrow.

The Wind Bell Bird spread its wings and hovered steadily high in the sky.

The entire team maintained a disciplined formation and advanced in perfect unison.

The front line forms a shield wall to clear the way, the middle army provides support, the rear line provides dual auxiliary support, and the air force provides high-altitude suppression.

It was like a slowly rolling, mobile fortress.

On the Shrek Team's side, they used a typical 1-2-3 formation.

Dai Mubai pressed forward from the center, his Evil Eye White Tiger Martial Soul possessing him, tiger stripes spreading along his skin.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing stood on the left and right wings respectively, one gentle and the other strong, poised to strike.

Tang San stood in the back row.

Blue Silver Grass spread silently from between my fingers.

The grass stems wrapped around the waists of the six teammates, connecting them all into one.

Ma Hongjun stood sideways to the right of the back, with a faint flame flickering between his hands.

Oscar and Li Wen positioned themselves at the very back, their support roles ready.

"Charge! Roar!!!"

Dai Mubai was the first to strike.

With a roar that seemed to solidify, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's howl spread outwards!

His aura was fierce, and his killing intent was like a knife.

However, the opposing Imperial Fighting Team remained completely still.

The Shi Brothers remained as steady as a rock, and the Black Tortoise Shield Wall didn't even tremble.

Osler even yawned.

Dugu Yan merely raised her eyes slightly.

Just one glance.

The unique, chilling aura of the Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon suddenly spread out.

The invisible pressure was cold, heavy, and suffocating.

She only had three Soul Ring, two yellow and one purple, which suggested she was only at the Soul Elder level.

But the oppressive feeling that seeped from the very bones was far beyond what Soul Elder should possess.

The entire Shrek team held their breath.

Tang San's eyes narrowed sharply. "A Jiao? Isn't she the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul?"

The Imperial Fighting Team paid no attention to the opponent's surprise.

Ning Rongrong made the first move.

"The Seven Treasures Have Names: first, strength; second, agility!"

The incantation for the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was whispered.

A magnificent glazed pagoda rotated and rose into the air overhead, radiating dazzling light.

Two beams of amplifying light poured down simultaneously.

The light from the first Soul Skill, Strength Amplification, and the second Soul Skill, Agility Amplification, enveloped everyone except Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling.

Dugu Yan did not hesitate to activate her first and second Soul Skill.

An eerie red aura enveloped Yu Feng and Osler, causing their attack power to surge to a new level.

A dark blue Poison Fog enveloped the Shi Brothers, instantly boosting their defensive capabilities.

With the dual-amplification system fully activated, the team's base attributes were significantly boosted.

Ye Lingling's Nine-Heart Begonia petals trembled slightly, and a healing light quietly flowed among the team, ready to be deployed at any time.

Tang San's gaze darkened inch by inch.

Apart from Ning Rongrong, everyone on the opposing team is at least Soul Elder, and they are all top-tier support characters!

On the other hand, our side has several Soul Grandmaster.

They were already inferior to others.

The support role is also a level below.

Oscar's Sausage Martial Soul and Li Wen's Healing Scepter, in terms of both level and support effectiveness, are far inferior to the opponent's dual support system of Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and Nine-Heart Begonia.

The Blue Silver Grass tightened slightly between my fingers.

Something's not right.

His gaze fell on Dugu Yan again.

Three Soul Ring, two yellow and one purple, an impeccable configuration for Soul Elder.

But when his Purple Demon Eye looked at Dugu Yan, he felt that something was off about her aura.

A Soul Elder in their thirties could never exude this level of oppressive aura.

She's hiding her true strength?!

Alarm bells rang in Tang San's mind, and he instantly made a judgment. "Quickly finish this!"

"The other side might have Soul Ancestor. If this drags on, we're bound to lose."