Nan Qiuqiu: The Continental Soul Fighting Tournament's Number One Sharpshooter Takes the Stage

"Heaven Dou Dragon City's team really fielded five supports. And isn't Blue Silver Grass a control-type martial soul? Why is that listed as support too?"

Xu Jiujiu, who had already won her elimination match, sat in the luxurious competitors' lounge, staring dumbfounded at Heaven Dou Dragon City's roster.

"Your Highness, what could a trash martial soul like Blue Silver Grass possibly control? A power attack soul master could just use Martial Soul Possession and snap it with a tug. I bet he's taking some support soul tools along to play support."

"But what is the point of two attackers and five supports? Don't they have two more attackers among the substitutes? Besides, the Rouge Dragon and Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron both fight at range. A 2-2-3 formation isn't unplayable."

Xu Jiujiu still could not understand it.

"Maybe they're putting on a show. They're a pill-popping team, after all. Their actual strength might not even match Soul Ancestors. If those few Soul Kings flash their soul rings and put on a little show, they can attract more attention and recruit more students next year. That way, even if they lose, they can say they lost because they were messing around."

Shrek Academy, meanwhile, was nowhere near as composed.

Dai Huabin immediately asked anxiously, "Teacher Yan, look at them! They're clearly throwing the match. If they lose this round, how are we supposed to kill all those evil soul masters?"

Lu Yu's positioning had baffled Yan Shaozhe too. Who used a 1-1-5 formation? Wasn't this a complete joke?

"I suspect their martial souls have all undergone corruption. Look at Lu Yu. He clearly has a control-type Blue Silver Grass, yet he registered as a support soul master. His martial soul has probably undergone corruption, so he can't use it openly. He's hiding in