Manager Ao of the Great Soul Arena quickly agreed to Qi Ling's request. Around noon, Qi Ling and Flender arrived at the VIP room of the Great Soul Arena, where Manager Ao was already waiting.
The once spirited and dignified Manager Ao seemed to have aged more than ten years in just a few days. Not only were his temples gray, but his face also lacked the confidence that once gave him complete control.
"Please have a seat, Dean Flender, and this is young Qi Ling," Manager Ao said to the two.
"Just call me Qi Ling," Qi Ling said helplessly.
"Fine," Manager Ao said nonchalantly. " Qi Ling, since you want us to start a new round, the match between Shrek and Imperial Fighting Team, do you know how much money we lost in the previous match?"
Qi Ling shook his head helplessly; he truly didn't know the answer to that question.
"To put it simply, the Great Soul Arena has lost all its working capital and owes a huge sum of money to the various families because of this loss!"
"If we lose again, we'll have to use the Great Soul Arena itself as compensation. So this match is like gambling everything we have!" Manager Ao said to Qi Ling, "Do you understand?"
"I understand, that's why I'm here," Qi Ling said. " Shrek will not lose the next match."
Manager Ao shook his head and said with a wry smile, "In battles, there's no such thing as a guaranteed victory! While I don't blame Shrek Academy for their defeat, we can't afford such a huge risk!"
" Manager Ao," Qi Ling said, looking directly into Manager Ao's eyes, "Please believe me!"
Manager Ao had thought he would never change his mind for anyone, but when he saw Qi Ling's eyes, he wavered.
Those were such bright, dazzling eyes, as if the sun's rays resided within them, filling those who looked into them with courage and an irresistible urge to believe in them.
After a long silence, Manager Ao suddenly said, "I need to give you a test. Are you okay with that?"
"Okay," Qi Ling agreed.
So Manager Ao gave an order to his men, and they immediately ran off to fetch the person he had mentioned.
Manager Ao explained, "The person arriving later is our chief appraiser from the Great Soul Arena, Xiba. With the strength of Soul Saint, he can most directly see a contestant's value and judge their strength."
"In the past, Mr. Xiba's appraisals have never been wrong, which is one of the keys to our enduring success," Manager Ao continued. "As long as you can pass Mr. Xiba's appraisal, I will organize a competition for you and the Imperial Fighting Team!"
"Okay," Qi Ling said again calmly.
Not long after, Xiba, the chief appraiser of the Great Soul Arena, arrived. He was a middle-aged man with a short beard and a large belly, which made it impossible to tell that he was a Soul Saint- level expert. However, the sharp glint that occasionally flashed in his eyes told everyone about his abilities.
" Manager Ao, where is the person you're evaluating? I heard they're going to fight the Imperial Fighting Team?" Xiba asked as soon as he entered. "If they're not the top-tier fighters, I don't think they can win!"
"Mr. Xiba, the person I want you to see is the same Shrek Team we saw last time, but with one more person," Manager Ao said.
"Huh? You think you can defeat the Imperial Fighting Team just because you have one more person? That's way too overconfident!" Xiba said with a laugh. "Fine, let me see for myself then. Maybe a miracle will really happen."
Then, Xiba looked at Qi Ling, but upon seeing her, the disdainful expression on his face froze, gradually turning into a serious one.
"Excuse me, may I see your hands?" Xiba's tone had become more polite, a stark contrast to his previous attitude, which surprised everyone.
Qi Ling, however, didn't have any particular thoughts. She simply extended her hand and placed it in front of Xiba.
Upon seeing Qi Ling's hands, Xiba seemed to confirm his suspicions, exclaiming, "Indeed! Indeed! To have met such a prodigy is truly a blessing!"
After saying that, Xiba turned and left. Manager Ao was taken aback and chased after him, saying, "Mr. Xiba, why are you leaving without even testing? Don't you want to be evaluated?"
"No, my assessment of him is complete," Xiba said.
"What? What was the result?" Manager Ao asked in surprise. He hadn't seen Xiba do any tests on Qi Ling at all.
"Victory is certain." After saying these two words, Xiba turned and left without looking back.
Looking puzzled, Manager Ao returned to his seat, pondering Xiba's words. In all these years, there had never been anyone Xiba could describe as "inevitably victorious." Could this Qi Ling truly be so extraordinary?
"Alright! Qi Ling!" Manager Ao said resolutely, "Since Mr. Xiba has said so, then I choose to believe you!"
"I'll go prepare for your match against the Imperial Fighting Team right away. When do you think the match can take place?"
"The sooner the better. If we can have the competition today, that would be ideal!" Qi Ling said.
Manager Ao wanted to say something more, but seeing Qi Ling's expression, he slapped his thigh and said, "Fine! Then I'll bet the fate of everyone in the Great Soul Arena on you!"
In the third VIP lounge of the Soto Great Soul Arena, the Imperial Fighting Team, who won a great victory yesterday, is resting.
And just now, they received another piece of good news: the Shrek Team, which suffered a crushing defeat against them yesterday, has actually challenged them again!
"Huh? Again? These trash, are they addicted to beating people?" Ghost Leopard Osler, who was sitting by a window, couldn't help but laugh loudly upon hearing the news.
"Hmph, I wonder who it was yesterday who was being chased by a girl whose Soul Power was three levels lower than his, and I had to come and save her in the end!" Yu Feng, seeing Osler's smug look, couldn't help but mock.
"You! You bastard, are you looking for a beating?" Osler blushed and said angrily, but he couldn't refute Yu Feng's words.
The black-haired woman he met yesterday was truly the most powerful Agility Attack System Soul Elder Soul Master he had ever seen!
Throughout the entire battle, she not only suppressed herself, but even when facing attacks from both herself and Yu Feng, she held her own. She was ridiculously strong.
"Alright, Osler, Yu Feng, you two stop arguing. Even though she's strong, we still won, didn't we?" A lazy voice interrupted their quarrel.
The speaker was a woman sitting on the sofa. Her body, as supple and boneless as a water snake, accentuated a stunning figure. Her short, deep purple hair gave her a dashing look, but her emerald green eyes were filled with a bewitching charm, elevating her overall aura several notches.