(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone! (#^.^#))
"It's not that simple." Xiao Wu shook her head. "Xiao Chu's first, second, third, and fifth Soul Rings each gave him two Soul Skills. His fourth only gave him one, but it's frighteningly powerful. His First Soul Skill..."
Xiao Wu went through all nine of Qin Muchu's Soul Skills, then concluded, "The point is, his skills are nasty and powerful. We need to be careful. Really careful."
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing fell silent. A Soul King with nine Soul Skills? Was that a joke?
Had they stumbled into a house of heavenly prodigies?
Xiao Wu drew on the ground with her foot as she spoke. "Rongrong, boost all three of us as soon as we start. I'll hold Xiao Chu back as best I can. Zhu Zhuqing, you and Fatty look for a chance to eliminate Little Ao. Of course, Boss Dai won't make that easy. He'll focus on protecting Little Ao. Going after Little Ao is just a feint. We have two real goals: eliminate Boss Dai as quickly as possible, and watch what Little Ao does so we can intercept as many of his sausages as possible. As for their ability to fly, I have a way to deal with that."
Ning Rongrong nodded, her face serious. "Don't worry. I'll give you everything I've got."
Ma Hongjun thumped his chest. "Leave it to me, Sister Xiao Wu."
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but she could not hide the fighting spirit in her eyes.
The time it took an incense stick to burn soon passed. Flender clapped his hands and waited until everyone was looking at him before speaking. "All right, time's up. The match starts now. Remember: competition first, friendship second."
As Flender stepped away, the two sides lined up and faced each