Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 33 The Trump Card That Crushes the Throne of Gods—The Roaring Tiger Beast! [Please urge for more updates and check-ins!]

At the same time, Sheng Yue looked at Feng Yao with a hint of gratitude in her eyes, "Kid, thank you this time. This girl was too tactless."

“She is my comrade-in-arms, so of course I will take care of her.” Feng Yao shook his head slightly, and then added.

"You should try to persuade her; you can't use this kind of tactic on your own people."

This behavior is too extreme, and if not handled carefully, it could lead to injuries or deaths that should not have occurred.

"How are you? Are you injured?"

Feng Yao walked over to Wang Yuanyuan, who was panting heavily, and took out a bottle of water from his storage space and handed it to her.

Wang Yuanyuan slowly accepted it, saying with some dissatisfaction, "It's nothing, it's just that the competition ended too quickly."

"Also, he held back, so it wasn't very interesting."

"Hehe, if he doesn't hold back, you won't last more than a few moves." Feng Yao shook his head slightly.

A seventh-tier Templar Knight with a mithril-based battle armor possesses enough strength to rival even a peak seventh-tier or eighth-tier powerhouse.

The bonuses from the Mithril-based battle armor are enormous, far surpassing those of the current White Tiger Armor.

But what if it's Super Beast Armed Forces!
Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanyuan chuckled and poked his chest with her fingertip: "Didn't you get beaten blood by Wang Daye yourself?"

She suddenly leaned closer, her nose almost touching his neck, "Did it hurt just now?"

Feng Yao's body stiffened, his heart pounded violently inside him, and he quickly turned his face away.

“When we get to the battlefield,” Wang Yuanyuan suddenly kicked his combat boot, “you’re not allowed to tank enemy attacks like you did before, understand?”

Seeing Wang Yuanyuan's serious expression, Feng Yao suddenly reached out and ruffled her hair: "I know."

In the distance, Sheng Yue was pinching Sheng Cai'er by the back of the neck and disciplining her, while Long Haochen watched from the side and was even disciplined himself.

"If I don't take action, you'll lose all face."

Wang Jiexi looked at Gao Yingjie, who had retrieved the mithril base, and said.

"Who would have thought these young people would be so eccentric, combining a shield warrior and a dagger cavalry as their main attackers, and even having an eighth-level magical beast as their summoner?" Gao Yingjie retorted irritably.

"Heh, a bad dish is a bad dish," Wang Jiexi continued to mock.

“No matter what, you did win.” Gao Yingjie retorted, equally unwilling to back down.

At this point, unable to do anything about her great-granddaughter, Sheng Yue immediately turned her anger towards Gao Yingjie and Wang Jiexi.

"What kind of team leaders are you? Letting the young people run wild like this!"

Gao Yingjie and Wang Jiexi exchanged a glance and bowed to Sheng Yue at the same time, "Sir, we were just testing the limits of these young people."

We are their team leaders for this trial, and we need to understand their true strength.

Saint Moon frowned and asked, "So, what were the results of your tests?"

A glint flashed in Gao Yingjie's eyes, "It's even better than I imagined..."

Saint Moon nodded, her gaze sweeping over Feng Yao and the others, pausing slightly on the Evil Eye Lord. "Little girl, this Evil Eye Lord is quite good. Why don't you consider making it your natal beast?"

"No, it's so ugly." Chen Ying'er shook her head like a rattle drum.

As she spoke, she waved her hand at the Evil Eye Lord with obvious disgust.

The big guy gave her a disgruntled look before squeezing through the Gate of Life.

"Fine, whatever," Saint Moon said calmly, then got down to business, "You little brats are a bit too arrogant, actually daring to dream of defeating a seventh-tier knight."

Feng Yao spoke arrogantly, "If Wang Jiexi hadn't come, even a seventh-tier, level seven individual with a mithril base might not have been able to defeat me."

Even when facing a ninth-rank opponent, he still said whatever he wanted.

Saint Moon glanced at Feng Yao, her eyes filled with admiration: "You have the right to be arrogant, after all, you have reached nearly ten thousand spiritual power at your age. If I were you, I would be just as arrogant."

"But this is a team. If you're the only one left alive in the end, won't you regret it?"

Feng Yao immediately fell silent. He actually had a trump card to deal with this problem, but there was no need to tell outsiders.

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Long Haochen, come with me." Sheng Yue waved to Long Haochen.

Upon hearing this, Cai'er finally reacted.

Saint Moon glanced at her, took a step, and was already three zhang away.

Long Haochen put away his weapons and equipment and strode after him.

Feng Yao looked at everyone, especially Wang Yuanyuan, and a calm expression appeared on his cold face. "If it really comes to that, I will still take action. At worst, I will use my trump card."

He may not possess the Divine Throne, but he does have a super beast weapon—the Roaring Tiger Beast—that can overwhelm the Divine Throne.

"Captain, we believe in you!" Everyone nodded, but Sheng Cai'er didn't react.

"You should rest for half an hour," Gao Yingjie said, shaking his head slightly.

Wang Jiexi didn't know what to say. He knew Feng Yao well and knew that the other party was definitely not someone who spoke carelessly.

Therefore, this trump card must exist.

Soon, Long Haochen finished talking with Sheng Yue and came back to hug Sheng Cai'er.

Lin Xin and Chen Ying'er booed, while Feng Yao and Wang Yuanyuan seemed used to it.

Wang Jiexi and Gao Yingjie were also standing at the front of the group.

"Cough cough cough."

“Long Haochen, you are the deputy regimental commander, so you can tell us about this battle,” Gao Yingjie said.

This time, Long Haochen led them into battle, and Feng Yao, as the leader, faced Wang Jiexi.

Long Haochen nodded and said, "Our team's strength is obvious, which is that we are very aggressive. However, as a team, we are not familiar with each other and do not have the tacit understanding that a team should have."

"Our team's weaknesses are also obvious: a lack of healing, unreliable spell attacks, and even inconsistent summoning."

He had been carefully observing everyone's abilities, and now he spoke as if it were second nature, with clear and logical reasoning.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yao nodded slightly.

This deputy commander is very qualified; it seems he can easily be a hands-off manager.

Gao Yingjie frowned slightly and said, "Chen Ying'er, I know that you must have some secret to be able to summon the Gate of Life."

This is your own secret, and I can't pry. However, you're now part of the Demon Hunter Order, and your summoning needs to stabilize as soon as possible.

Chen Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then murmured, "Only after reaching the seventh level can I truly control the Gate of Life."

Gao Yingjie said, "There's another way: get your own summoned beast as soon as possible. Otherwise, you'll just be a burden to the team."

As he spoke, his tone gradually became stern.

Chen Ying'er slowly lowered her head and remained silent.

Everyone else was aware of her situation, but the team had just been formed, so no one wanted to say too much to avoid affecting unity.

It is obviously most appropriate for Gao Yingjie, the team leader, who can also be considered an outsider to the Demon Hunter Group, to say this.

And that is indeed the case, even for Lin Xin, who is unable to launch an attack within the team.

He can also use his magic to help the team defend.

“And you, Lin Xin. I can sense that you have extremely high magical talent, but why don’t you know how to use offensive magic?” Gao Yingjie asked.

"Team leader, I can't say that." Lin Xin lowered his head first, then shrugged and said, "I just don't want to learn offensive magic."

Seeing his resolute expression, Gao Yingjie stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "In that case, you need to learn more about support and defensive magic to make up for the team's lack of healing and be a good support for everyone."

"I will!" Lin Xin nodded emphatically.

"Long Haochen, Cai'er, I have to admit you are both very strong, but in a team, you must never act impulsively. You two have a very good relationship, so you should be even more careful," Gao Yingjie said calmly.

"As for you, your fighting style is very wild, which is in line with the berserker's style, but sometimes being too aggressive can lead to failure! You need to change that."

Wang Yuanyuan snorted coldly, "No way!"

"Alright then." Gao Yingjie shook his head helplessly, then looked at the last person, "As for your team leader, let Wang Jiexi take charge."

Wang Jiexi slowly walked out. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Jiexi, a seventh-tier peak battle king from the Berserker Hall of the Warrior Temple."

I know your guild leader quite well. Feng Yao is a berserker, and his combat power is unparalleled! He believes that attack is the strongest defense.

As you can see, he fights with incredible ferocity and will not stop until a victor has been decided.

"Of course, that girl can call a halt."

At this point, Wang Jiexi pointed to Wang Yuanyuan.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Yuanyuan.

Although they knew beforehand that the two had a special relationship, they never expected that Wang Yuanyuan would be the leader's weakness.

(End of this chapter)