Xiao Wu: Sister Xiao Wu Doesn't Gamble!

"Brother, are you okay?"

A young man who looked remarkably similar to Shi Mo, with the same muscular build, saw Shi Mo sent flying by Xiao Wu and hurried over to check his injuries.

"Cough, cough."

Shi Mo glanced at his younger brother, Shi Mo, standing before him and was just about to say something.

When he began coughing uncontrollably, a thin line of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Tianheng said gently to Shi Mo, "Don't talk yet."

"Lian Hui, treat the vice-captain first."

He then turned and instructed the team's healing-type Soul Master to treat Shi Mo.

Under the healing-type Soul Master's restorative light, Shi Mo's body gradually recovered.

"Sorry, I lost."

A trace of guilt appeared in Shi Mo's eyes.

"This isn't your fault. You were merely countered by your opponent. No one could have expected that."

"If anyone is to blame, it should be me. After all, I was the one who chose to send you out."

Yu Tianheng patted Shi Mo on the shoulder, consoling him.

"Yeah, yeah. Her Soul Skill was just too fast, and its power was so high. It even broke your second Soul Skill, the Xuanwu Shield, Brother."

Shi Mo said, "Even if I'd been the one who went out there, I don't think the outcome would have changed."

After hearing his teammates' consolation, Shi Mo felt much better.

He then turned his gaze to Yu Tianheng and asked, "What do we do next?"

Yeah!

What should they do next?

Even Shi Mo, the vice-captain and second-strongest member of the team, had lost.

Who else could withstand an attack that even Shi Mo, a defense-type Soul Master, could not block?

A dark cloud settled over everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, Yu Tianheng spoke like a ray of sunlight dispersing the