Yu Xiaogang frowned as Tang San stepped forward.
"Xiao San, what are you doing?"
"By my calculations, once the Soul Power of seven people is gathered, the person at the front will surge past Level 65."
"Your Martial Soul is only Blue Silver Grass. Your body is far weaker than a Beast Martial Soul master's. How could you withstand that much Soul Power?"
"Besides, even if you force yourself past Level 65, can you defeat Qi Dao with nothing but your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"
"Have you forgotten how Qi Dao countered your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul back at Notting Academy?"
"His sword is too sharp. Blue Silver Grass can't stop it."
Of course, that was not the main reason.
Yu Xiaogang did not want Tang San to serve as the core gathering the seven people's Soul Power because he feared it would leave lasting damage and affect Tang San's future cultivation.
But he could not say that outright. He had to find another reason.
His gaze shifted to Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai.
By rights, Yu Tianheng was the best choice to serve as the core of the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill.
With the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and a Soul Power Level of 45, Yu Tianheng would bear far less strain than Dai Mubai after receiving the seven people's Soul Power.
And in sheer offensive power, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul surpassed Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul.
But Yu Tianheng was his own nephew!
If he had a choice, how could Yu Xiaogang put his nephew at risk?
So...
Yu Xiaogang looked toward Dai Mubai.
But Dai Mubai was no fool. He knew the drawbacks and had no intention of volunteering for danger, so he pretended not to notice Yu Xiaogang's look.