Although everyone reacted differently, this was within Flender's expectations. Still, certain people's reactions seemed particularly conspicuous.
Xiao Wu, for instance, actually looked extremely excited to face such a powerful Imperial Fighting Team.
Fortunately, Flender knew Xiao Wu fairly well.
Although she was a girl, Xiao Wu seemed extremely interested in fighting and was a battle maniac, so Flender could just about accept her reaction.
But what was going on with that little fox Lu Qian?
The word "excited" alone no longer seemed sufficient to describe his expression. What he actually looked like now should have been called yearning!
Yes, yearning!
And a rather naked, greedy sort of yearning at that.
Flender could roughly guess why Lu Qian was so eager. The reason was simple: Lu Qian intended to make money by betting, and a great deal of money at that!
But wasn't this brat a little too confident?
Even Flender hadn't been this confident when negotiating with Manager Ao of the Soto Great Soul Arena.
Moreover, Flender had prepared to stop the match at any moment and rush in with Zhao Wuji to rescue any students in danger.
Yet looking at Lu Qian now, Flender almost had the illusion that they were certain to win this match against the Imperial Fighting Team!
Turning to look at Dai Mubai and Tang San, he saw both of them asking questions about the soul fighting match with serious expressions. Now that was how normal people ought to react!
As for the others, Flender only wanted to tell them one thing: stay away from Lu Qian!
What Ning Rongrong cared about was actually whether Lu Qian would fall for the opposing support-type Soul Master, Ye Lingling?
And his own wretched disciple was even more outrageous, actually discussing with Lu Qian whether he could have