I'll Let You Play with Him Too When the Time Comes

At that moment, outside the door...

Flender and Zhao Wuji walked in with dark expressions.

They slapped the files in their hands straight onto the desk.

"Take a look at the opposition," Flender said. "This Imperial Fighting Team really is no ordinary team. Xiao Ning, perhaps we really have been overconfident."

"The person in charge of the Great Soul Arena just told us."

"Two more people have been added to tonight's match."

"And they're both people you know."

Dai Mubai's gaze sharpened.

"Tang San and Xiao Wu?"

Flender nodded slightly.

"That's right."

"The very same Tang San and Xiao Wu who left today."

"Grandmaster will also be devising their tactics tonight, and those tactics may very well be aimed specifically at Xiao Ning."

"He knows how strong Xiao Ning is, and that we'll designate Xiao Ning as the team's absolute core."

"So..."

Flender looked toward Lu Ning, who was yawning, looking utterly unconcerned. "It'll be pretty hard to counter me, won't it?"

"I've only ever used my first Soul Skill in front of Grandmaster."

"If he wants to counter me..."

"He'll have to kill me quickly, whatever the cost."

As soon as Lu Ning finished speaking...

Flender's expression relaxed somewhat.

Killing Lu Ning quickly was indeed impossible.

Although he did not know how much strength Lu Ning could retain while using his second Martial Soul.

But Lu Ning had given Zhu Zhuqing a Soul Bone and had even given him one. To say he did not have a single Soul Bone himself-that was hardly likely, was it?

"It's good that you're confident."

"Everyone, come over."

"I'll lay out some basic tactics for you."

As Lu Ning listened to Flender's tactical arrangements, he was also considering tonight's battle.

He had already absorbed the Life Soul Bone before arriving at the Great Soul Arena.

Aside from that, there was also the Sword Bone.

The only abilities he could use tonight were those of these two Soul Bones and his second Martial Soul's Soul Skills.

In the Imperial Fighting Team's lounge.

"Uncle," Yu Tianheng called affectionately as he looked at Yu Xiaogang before him.

"Is that Lu Ning really so strong?"

"Does he warrant us making such elaborate preparations to deal with him?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded without hesitation. "Yes, he's very strong. To be precise, he's not someone ordinary Soul Elders can handle."

"If his first Martial Soul weren't restricted, even all of you together might not be a match for him."

"So."

"If we want to defeat him."

"We must make full use of our numerical advantage."

Yu Tianheng listened, but did not take it particularly seriously.

Beside him, Qin Ming remained silent.

Yu Xiaogang had done him a great favor by coming to arrange their tactics.

At least he would not have to act out a confrontation between teacher and students against Shrek Academy.

Listening to these words, Dugu Yan's eyes held an amused smile. She did not know who Yu Xiaogang was, but from the respect Yu Tianheng and Qin Ming showed him...

She knew this fellow was certainly no ordinary person.

At the very least, he would be capable when it came to tactics and teaching.

Yet someone so extraordinary...

Was taking that person from Shrek Academy named Lu Ning so seriously. Just how strong must Lu Ning be?

Of everyone present, only Tang San grasped the point immediately.

"Teacher, you mean..."

"We should take out the rest of Shrek first?"

"Then use our numerical advantage to defeat Lu Ning last?"

Yu Xiaogang explained his tactics. "Correct."

"Support-type Soul Masters are the easiest targets for surprise attacks in battle."

"Support types will be protected at all times, and Shrek Team currently has only one support-type Soul Master, Oscar. If we try to take him out first, Shrek Team will certainly protect him."

"At that point, we'll prioritize eliminating their Ma Hongjun instead."

"Make a feint in the east and strike in the west."

"Then Zhu Zhuqing and the others."

The Imperial Fighting Team's Yu Feng slowly raised his hand. His Martial Soul was the Wind Chime Bird, and he was an Agility Attack System Soul Master. He spoke with a flippant air. "Grandmaster, after we take out that Hongjun or whatever his name is, what if they change tactics and stop protecting their support-type Soul Master?"

Grandmaster pushed the roster on the table forward.

"Impossible."

"If they really stop protecting their support-type Soul Master..."

"Then seize the chance to take out Oscar!"

The entire Soto Great Soul Arena was bustling with excitement.

Lights flashed throughout the arena, one after another.

Even the referee was more professional than usual. Every seat in the arena was occupied, and wealthy merchants had staked their entire fortunes. Although they had only learned at short notice that the Imperial Fighting Team had added members...

This only made them even more frenzied.

The original seven-person team had already won match after match.

Now they had added two more Soul Elders ranked as Silver Soul Fighters.

Wasn't victory theirs for the taking?

As for that so-called Shrek Team...

They had never even heard of it!

"Xiao Ning."

"Lead the team up," Flender called, and Lu Ning led the team toward the stage.

Shrek now had only five members left.

Lu Ning, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar.

The Soto Great Soul Arena truly did not want to lose this match.

The two Soul Masters they had sent were both Level 39 Silver Soul Fighters.

One had the Ghost Vine Martial Soul, with abilities specializing in Entanglement and restricting opponents' speed.

The other was not the support-type Soul Master Flender needed.

Instead, he was a defense-type Soul Master.

His Martial Soul was the Black Water Turtle, specializing in defense and... making the battlefield wet.

With seven people, they barely met the Great Soul Arena's requirements to begin the match.

They protected Oscar and the Ghost Vine Soul Master in the center.

Lu Ning stood at the very front.

The Imperial Fighting Team had adopted a similar formation.

It allowed them to make the most of their advantages.

"Hmm? That's Lu Ning?"

"He looks so young, and quite handsome."

"I do love handsome boys."

Dugu Yan could hardly be said to take this seriously. Even standing on the competition stage, she was still chatting with Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu knew just how raunchy Dugu Yan was.

Although Xiao Wu herself was alluring, she had never done that sort of thing, nor would she bluntly voice such suggestive remarks. Yet earlier that day in the lounge, when Yu Feng had merely teased Dugu Yan...

Dugu Yan's reply had immediately turned filthy. "Then come on. Want me to teach you how to become a man?"

Xiao Wu considered herself incapable of saying anything like that.

"Yes, he's Lu Ning."

"And his reputation... isn't very good."

"You want to devour him?"

Dugu Yan looked toward Lu Ning, her gaze lingering for a moment on his rather gallant face. Covering her mouth, she laughed. "Can a reputation put food on the table?"

"Once I've won him over, I'll let you play with him too."

Speaking of reputations...

Her grandfather, Poison Douluo, had an even worse one.

Massacring a city.

That was unforgivable in any era.

"No, no." Xiao Wu waved her hands repeatedly, not daring to take up Dugu Yan's remark.

Tang San stood protectively in front of Xiao Wu and spoke with his expression unchanged.

"The battle is about to begin."

"Let's deal with the opposition first."

Dugu Yan smiled.

Her gaze turned to Lu Ning at the very front.

She waited only for the battle to begin.

The referee hovered overhead, his booming voice resounding throughout the Great Soul Arena. "Both sides, summon your Martial Souls."

"The match..."

"Begins!"