Qian Yuelong looked at the outstretched, calloused hand and extended her own small hand: "Yuelong, a level 27 control-type weapon spirit master, martial spirit: Floating World Golden Lotus, please give me your guidance."
"Oh right, and soul power too." Guan Feng slapped his forehead and announced his martial soul and soul power level: "My martial soul is the Silver Horned Rhinoceros, a level 37 defensive battle soul master."
"He Lan Shu, a level 34 control-type battle spirit master, her martial spirit is the Wind and Thunder Spider, as you know." The second person to speak was He Lan Shu.
Next came the black-haired woman in a black and blue outfit: "Yu Yaya, Level 31 Healing-type Artifact Soul Master, Martial Soul: Heart-Slaying Bell."
After speaking, Yu Yaya smiled and pointed to Shen He standing diagonally behind her, saying, "This guy in the bottle is called Shen He, a level 31 offensive-type Battle Soul Master."
Interrupted, Shen He glanced at Yu Yaya and said calmly, "She knows. I was paired with her in the two-on-two Soul Battle this morning."
Yu Yaya looked over in surprise: "Oh? That's strange. Have you changed your mind?"
"No, that's not it. It was Sister Yuelong who spent 20 gold soul coins to buy Xiaohe's sparring match, plus a 30/70 split of the post-match rewards. Xiaohe only agreed because he got the lion's share," Guan Feng explained with a sigh.
Yu Yaya's gaze immediately turned to Qian Yuelong. "Wow, I didn't realize Yuelong was such a little rich girl! Next time we have a two-on-two soul battle, you can come to me, okay? Just protect me, and I'll do it for free!"
Such a good thing?
Qian Yuelong's eyes lit up. "Great! I'll make an appointment with you tomorrow, sister!" It's free treatment!
Shen He, who had been decisively abandoned, stared blankly at Qian Yuelong. Qian Yuelong pretended not to see her and turned to look at the three people who had not yet been introduced.
Standing behind Guan Feng, the young man with graying hair continued the introduction: "Wen Xing, level 33 agility-attack type battle spirit master, martial spirit, Heavenly Sound Illusionary Serpent."
The man with a thick beard wiped his brow and said in a deliberately dashing manner, "My name is Gray, a level 36 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master, and my Martial Soul is the Black Rock Demon Bull. Remember, don't call me uncle!"
The last black-haired youth said slowly and deliberately, "Mu Yi, a level 34 defensive weapon spirit master, whose martial spirit is the Gathering Source Cauldron."
Juyuan Ding?
A cauldron! A promising talent for alchemy!
Qian Yuelong's gaze towards Mu Yi suddenly became much more ardent.
Somewhat confused, Mu Yi's eyes flickered. Suppressing her doubts, she pulled out her identity badge from her pocket and handed it to Guan Feng. "Now that everyone's here, Captain, hurry up and register. After registering, we still have to wait half an hour for matchmaking."
"Okay, give me your ID badges, Xingxing and I will go register." Guan Feng readily nodded, and the others handed their ID badges to the two of them.
After the team successfully registered, the group began to move towards the team battle's common rest area.
Yu Yaya was particularly interested in Qian Yuelong, and even He Lanshu stopped clinging to her. As soon as she sat down, she sat next to Qian Yuelong and asked curiously, "Sister Yuelong, did you come to the Martial Soul Arena because of your family?"
Qian Yuelong thought for a moment and said conservatively, "I guess so. I came here because my teacher said I lacked teamwork skills. My teacher said that if a Soul Master wants to grow, he must experience the baptism of actual combat; otherwise, no matter how long he cultivates, he will only be an empty shell."
Teacher.
As expected, he's someone connected to the Spirit Hall.
The others, who had been listening intently to the conversation, understood what was going on.
Upon hearing this, Yu Yaya couldn't help but say, "It sounds like your teacher is a very strict person. How old are you to have been brought here?"
Qian Yuelong nodded and then shook her head: "My teacher is indeed very strict with me, but I guess it's true that a strict teacher produces outstanding students. I think I've accepted it quite well."
"You're so young, yet you see things so clearly," Mu Yi commented lazily, adding, "However, you're still too naive when it comes to dealing with people."
For example, do not tell your personal information to strangers you have only met once.
Guan Feng, who had been standing in the background the whole time, finally spoke up: "I agree with what Xiao Mu said. Sister Yuelong, even though this is the Martial Arts Arena and we might be colleagues together in the future, we can't let our guard down. People may not show any malice on the surface, but they might not be so friendly behind the scenes."
Qian Yuelong forced a smile: "Yes, thank you for your concern, Brother Guan. I will be more careful."
The team battles in the Martial Soul Arena are different from the Grand Soul Arena. Before the start of the competition, you can get free opponent information from the staff of the Grand Soul Arena. Instead, the team battles are full of freedom and randomness.
After all, many fighting teams don't have fixed members. Today it might be A, and tomorrow it might be B replacing A. Therefore, a self-introduction session was set up before the start of the competition.
As soon as the host announced, "Both sides enter," and their team took their places on stage, Qian Yuelong felt as if all her luck for the day had been used up to join the Black team.
The opposing team is composed entirely of Soul Masters!
There wasn't a single person weaker than her.
And it was a full group of ten!
"Damn it, it's that old fox Lei Xing's group! That old fox is trying to use a human wave tactic again!" Gray, whose name also contained the character "Lei," cursed under his breath when he saw the man standing at the head of the group.
"Is there some connection?" the newbie Qian Yuelong asked, puzzled.
As a healing-type Soul Master, Yu Yaya, whose position was also at the back like Qian Yuelong, a control-type Soul Master, instantly wiped the smile off her face. She pursed her lips and lowered her voice to explain, "The man in the lead is called Lei Xing. His Martial Soul is a Thunder Duck. He's notoriously difficult to deal with because his Soul Skills are mainly mental and lightning-based, which is incredibly annoying."
After saying that, she gestured for Qian Yuelong to look to the right rear of their opponents: "See those three Soul Masters standing there? I recognize two of them; they're healing-type like me. The other one I haven't seen much of is probably a new recruit from another team; I don't know what kind of support-type he is. But... if we don't find a way to take down those two healing-type Soul Masters, one with group healing and the other with single-target healing, we'll be the first to fall!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Yuelong understood.
Got it, a team with healers, or even two healers.
On the 50-meter-wide and 60-meter-long battle arena, the two teams occupied almost half of the space.
The opposing team to the Black Chess Team today, the Thunder Team, captain Lei Xing, grinned wickedly as he looked at his old rival, whom he was facing off against again, and called out, "Hey, isn't this Lao Guan? What's wrong? Haven't seen you for two days? You've been home taking care of the kids? How about I let the little one win this game?"
Guan Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a forced smile, "I think it's fine. After all, our team's newbies are kids who can call you uncle. Since you're so kind-hearted, why don't you send two teammates off the field?"
He's not good at being sarcastic or trashy, but he can handle sticking to the facts.
Lei Xing paused, never expecting Guan Feng to say that, and his gaze collided with Guan Feng's in mid-air, creating a tense atmosphere.
Two seconds later, the smiles on the faces of the two team captains vanished abruptly, and they shouted at the same time:
"The Black (Thunder) Chess (Ming) team is all here! Activate your Martial Soul!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the two teams, brimming with fighting spirit, simultaneously unleashed their respective martial souls. The dazzling soul rings instantly lit up the fighting arena, prompting dozens of spectators in the stands to whistle or shout to fuel the fire.
"Let's fight! Let's fight!"
—A side note—
Sang Xinxin, there are so few comments today, I've lost all motivation to write. Should I even post an update? *sobs* (crying while looking at a picture).
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