Yu Xiaogang, however, held the dossier and studied it carefully, his eyes behind his glasses growing brighter and brighter.
He saw that their opponents had Soul Ancestors, but he also saw that not every member was high-level. More importantly, he saw a rare opportunity.
"Flender." Yu Xiaogang raised his head, his voice steady and firm.
"I think we should accept this soul fight."
"Have you lost your mind?" Flender stared at him in disbelief.
"Xiaogang, I know you want to train the children, but this is clearly a challenge beyond their level. What if the beating leaves them psychologically scarred?"
"It won't." Yu Xiaogang spoke with certainty, his confidence brooking no doubt.
"Quite the opposite, Flender. The Shrek Seven Monsters have had smooth sailing in Suotuo City lately. Though they've improved quickly, that can easily breed arrogance. They need a hard battle, one that will show them their true strength and serve as a wake-up call!"
He pointed at the dossier. "It's true that their opponents have Soul Ancestors, but are our children ordinary Soul Elders? Dai Mubai is already level 39, and his evil-eyed white tiger martial soul is unrivaled in its ferocity. Tang San's control is ever-shifting and unpredictable, Zhu Zhuqing's speed is lethal, Oscar's support has endless variations, Ma Hongjun's explosive power is astonishing, Xian Di's agility is difficult to counter, and Lin An's veil offers unique battlefield control...
"The seven of them have potential, teamwork, and combat intelligence far beyond others at their level! Even with a gap in levels, they can absolutely put up a fight. They might even cause their opponents enormous trouble!"
The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more excited he became, as though he could already see the Shrek Seven Monsters locked in a fierce struggle against powerful foes in the arena.