Ning Rongrong leaned next to Gu Feng and nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry, everyone, Brother Feng Spiritual Power is very powerful, it's easy to see through Red Mist."
Yu Tianheng took a long breath,
"Rongrong makes sense.
Gu Feng had made very clear arrangements in the tactical meeting before. I will hold Yan in front, and Dugu Yan will use biphosphorous poison to block the back row to cover Shi Mo and them. As long as the formation is not chaotic, Gu Feng will do the rest."
Dugu Yan nodded in agreement,
"Tianheng is right, Gu Feng's arrangement has relieved us a lot of pressure. If we can't do this well, then we are not worthy of winning Champion with Gu Feng!"
Ye Lingling stood beside Dugu Yan and said in a rare voice,
"As long as I still have Soul Power, Nine-Heart Begonia will not let everyone fall."
Yu Feng and Osler nodded repeatedly. Although they knew that they would definitely not play in the finals, as members of the team, it was good to cheer the team up.
The two brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo looked at each other and said in unison,
"Brother Feng Don't worry, my second brother and I stand with big shields in front of Rongrong and Lingling. Even Soul King will have to break two of his teeth if he wants to step over."
Seeing that everyone's tense emotions had completely relaxed, Xue Li, who was standing in front of the tactical board, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely comfortable in his heart.
This time, she was assigned by Prince Xue Qinghe to replace Qin Ming as the team leader. She was originally worried, fearing that if something went wrong in leading the team in the competition, she would lose the face of the royal family.
Now it seems that being the leader of Imperial Fighting Team is a huge bargain.
With Gu Feng, a freak who rushed to Level 55 at the age of fourteen and still holds two Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, in charge, and with the help of the little princess Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the team does not need her to think of strategies.
Xue Li quietly put away the clipboard, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
After returning home, Crown Prince will reward her according to her merits. Her achievements as the leader of the team will never be lost.
Gu Feng looked around the crowd and said,
"Okay, don't add drama to yourself here.
Tian Shui's play style was too restrained today. When Red Mist came out, they couldn't even figure out where their opponents were. It was just a waste. Although Demon Charm's Red Mist can deprive the senses, it can't stop the all-round wind pressure."
After saying that, he pulled Ning Rongrong,
"Go back to the hotel. There's no point in standing here blowing off the wind. We'll see who the opponent is after the draw is over tomorrow."
Ning Rongrong held Gu Feng's arm and said with a smile,
"I want to eat sugar-roasted chestnuts from the store on the corner on the way back. You can peel them for me."
The two of them walked in front, while Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan and others behind them could only shake their heads helplessly and quickly followed.
Completely opposite to the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere of Imperial Fighting Team, at this time, the air at Shrek was so oppressive that it made people breathless.
The room was in a mess, with several luggage spread out on the bed, but no one moved to pack it.
Dai Mubai was sitting on a mottled wooden chair, his left arm wrapped in a thick white cloth, with dark red blood oozing faintly.
His hair was disheveled, and all the bones in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he stared blankly at the cracks in the floor.
Just before, on the court of Soul Master Tournament, he and Zhu Zhuqing tried their best to perform Hell White Tiger, but were beaten by Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun in front of tens of thousands of spectators.
The kick Dai Weisi stepped on his chest not only crushed his ribs, but also crushed all the luck he had accumulated in the Heaven Dou Empire over the past few years.
Zhu Zhuqing was sitting on the low stool opposite, his face as pale as paper.
Her right shoulder was also wrapped in a bandage, and she huddled in the shadows, lowering her head and saying nothing, not even looking at Dai Mubai.
The fate of the Hell Spirit Cat lineage has always been so cruel. Failure means being completely abandoned.
On another bed next to him, Tang San was half lying on the quilt, his face sallow.
His left shoulder was cut with three deep wounds visible to the bone by Zhu Zhuyun's claw blade. Although he had applied herbal medicine, every breath he took still caused severe pain in his internal organs.
Dai Mubai was defeated too quickly, causing all of the Star Luo Royal Academy's offensive to fall on him.
Although Clear Sky Hammer blocked the frontal collision of Dai Weisi, it could not prevent Hell Stab.
Now that he has lost his Immortal Herb modified physique, relying solely on his Eight Spider Lances mobility and Clear Sky Hammer, it will be extremely difficult for him to face the Star Luo Empire main force with more than Level 40 members.
Flender stood by the window, looking at the darkening sky outside, and sighed.
"Okay, everyone, don't be stunned. If you lose, you lose. Spirit City is not a place where we can stay for a long time. Let's pack up our things as soon as possible, hire two carriages tomorrow morning, and go back to Heaven Dou City."
Just as he was talking, a burst of neat footsteps suddenly came from outside the corridor of the inn.
The door was kicked open from outside without even knocking.
The wooden door hit the earth wall, causing a cloud of dust to fall.
Four middle-aged men with strong builds and wearing Star Luo Empire royal guard uniforms lined up on both sides, holding the long knives at their waists with indifferent expressions.
Then, a tall young man with blond hair and shawl walked in with a swagger.
The person coming is none other than Dai Weisi.
He was even wearing the bright yellow battle armor from today's game, and the tiger head carvings on the shoulder pads glowed in the dim candlelight.
Dai Weisi's eyes swept around the room, passing over Tang San who was covered in bandages and Zhu Zhuqing who was huddled in the corner, and finally landed on Dai Mubai who was ashen on the chair.
"Oh, my good third brother, why is he hiding in such a shabby inn and getting moldy?"
Dai Weisi walked to the table, pulled up a chair and sat down upside down, with his arms resting on the back of the chair, looking extremely contemptuous.
Dai Mubai's body shook violently, and he subconsciously grasped the armrests of the chair, gritting his teeth.
"Dai Weisi... What are you doing here! The competition is over. According to the rules, you can't attack me privately in Spirit City!"
Dai Weisi sneered,
"Rules? Discuss the rules with brother Wei? Have you forgotten Star Luo Imperial Family's rules?"
Dai Weisi leaned over and whispered,
"You have been hiding in a weak place like Heaven Dou Empire for several years. Do you really think you can make a big difference? You found a few unscrupulous bastards to form a team and just try to make a comeback in the competition?"
He glanced at the expressionless Tang San on the bed and laughed,
"Even Clear Sky Hammer can't protect you, what hope do you have?"
Flender stepped forward and stood in front of Dai Mubai, his face ashen.
"Prince Dai Weisi, this is where the Heaven Dou Division team is stationed. I am the dean of the Shrek Academy Flender. Please leave immediately, otherwise I will go to the Spirit Hall ruling to accuse you of picking quarrels and provoking trouble!"
Dai Weisi didn't even raise his eyelids. The two guards sitting behind him took a step forward instantly. Although they were not as good as Flender, they were not weak either.