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Chapter 68 Royal Fighting Team

"Tsk!"

When Han Feng woke up, he felt a splitting headache. He clicked his tongue, smacked his head hard, and thought to himself, "I'll never drink again!"

Han Feng subconsciously got out of bed and found himself in a private rest room in the Great Soul Arena.

Han Feng wasn't surprised. After all, Shrek Academy was quite far away, and it would obviously be difficult for Ning Rongrong and Tang San to get all six of them back. Han Feng hadn't realized until now that the Tang San he saw yesterday was actually already drunk!

"You're awake!?"

Han Feng didn't see the pink-haired figure sprawled on the sofa in the room. When Han Feng got up, she quickly stood up as well, took the honey water she had prepared earlier from the table, walked over to Han Feng, and smiled slightly: "Your head hurts, doesn't it? Drink this, it'll make you feel better!"

When Ning Rongrong was at home, she often saw how miserable the people in the clan were after drinking too much. Over time, she learned how to take care of people with hangovers.

Han Feng looked at the honey water Ning Rongrong handed him, and then at Ning Rongrong's somewhat haggard face, and felt a strange unease in his heart.

But the aftereffects of the hangover left Han Feng with no time to think about these things. He took the honey water and drank it all in one gulp: "Thank you!"

Ning Rongrong was flattered by his words and quickly waved her hand, saying, "It's alright, it's alright!"

Han Feng gave Ning Rongrong a strange look, wondering if he had been too strict with her. His tone softened, "Go and rest first! You probably didn't get a good night's rest last night, did you?"

"Really!?" Ning Rongrong glanced at the still-soft sheets with her beautiful eyes, her pretty face flushed red!

Han Feng, not understanding what was wrong with Ning Rongrong again, replied matter-of-factly, "Of course!"

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes immediately lit up, and she murmured, her gaze wandering, "Then I'll go rest first!"

"Yeah!" Han Feng nodded, rubbing his temples. Suddenly remembering how Ning Rongrong had gotten him drunk the night before, he felt a little guilty. He pretended to scratch his head and asked, changing the subject, "You...do you really like drinking?"

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong looked puzzled, her expression questioning. "No? I don't like drinking! Yesterday was the first time I ever drank!"

"Then why?" Han Feng asked, taken aback.

"I'm not sure either, maybe it's genetic?" Ning Rongrong thought for a moment and could only offer this explanation.

Han Feng nodded, coughed twice, turned his face away, and asked somewhat hesitantly, "Um... last night, after I got drunk, I don't think I said anything strange or did anything strange, right?"

Whether in his past life or this one, this was the first time Han Feng had ever been drunk, and he was genuinely worried that he wouldn't behave well when drunk.

Ning Rongrong was silent for a moment, then looked puzzled and asked, "For example? Does snoring count?"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's playful reply, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said righteously, "Go and rest! I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, Han Feng ran out, opened the door, went out, and closed the door in one smooth motion!

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong inside the room also breathed a sigh of relief, carefully crawled into the quilt, and occasionally let out a chuckle, seemingly in a very good mood.

After Han Feng stepped out of the room, he saw Manager Ao, the person in charge of the Soto Great Soul Arena, talking to Grandmaster and Flander, looking very serious.

Han Feng looked somewhat embarrassed, but there was clearly no going back now, so he could only step forward and greet them: "Uncle Ao! Master! Dean! Good morning!"

Upon hearing Han Feng's voice, the three masters turned around.

Manager Ao smiled slightly, revealing a friendly expression: "Xiao Feng! We meet again!"

The master simply nodded, but Flander's expression became much more lewd. He chuckled and said meaningfully, "Han Feng! You're finally awake!"

Flander's voice sent a chill down Han Feng's spine, but he didn't understand why. He just glanced at Flander warily, then ignored him and said to Master and Supervisor Ao, "Uncle Ao, Master, should I not be here? How about I leave first, and you can pretend I was never here?"

Manager Ao looked somewhat embarrassed. After all, what he had come to discuss with Master and Flander was not something that could be discussed openly, and being exposed by his junior made him lose face.

The master remained unmoved and shook his head: "No need! It's your business anyway, so just listen in!"

"Our business?" Han Feng was puzzled upon hearing this, but since the master didn't object, he was also interested, so he naturally didn't intend to leave and turned his questioning gaze to Manager Ao.

Manager Ao gave an awkward smile and could only say, "It's like this, a few days ago our Soto Grand Arena invited a team. They were very strong, and in just over ten days, they brought us huge profits. But as they played more and more matches, those big spenders also realized what was going on..."

"Then, as the saying goes, it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. This team refused to leave, and after the wealthy patrons realized the strength of this team, they placed heavy bets on them. In a short period of time, the Soto Grand Arena not only gave back all its profits but also experienced a huge financial deficit, unable to make ends meet and on the verge of collapse!" Han Feng rolled his eyes and said the rest without even needing Manager Ao to say it.

Han Dang also worked at the Great Soul Arena, so Han Feng knew a little about the inside story of the Great Soul Arena.

—That's how the previous manager of the Stan University Arena died...

Caught off guard by Han Feng's bluntness, Manager Ao gave an awkward laugh, his embarrassment becoming even more pronounced: "Little Feng is indeed clever... Hahaha!"

"Hehe..." Han Feng chuckled twice, but since the Master and Flander were still there, he remained silent, waiting for them to express their opinions.

"What does Manager Ao want us to do?" the master asked after a moment of contemplation.

"Ahem!" Manager Ao chuckled awkwardly. "Right now, we need a team that can defeat that team and break their monopoly on the casino! To be honest, we can't find any other Soul Master teams that can rival them. Perhaps Shrek Academy is our last resort..."

After Supervisor Ao finished speaking, Flander shouted, "No way! You're trying to use my student as a pawn!"

"That's right!" The master closed his eyes and shook his head. "Our Shrek Academy team will not accept a battle of spirits with a team of unknown origin!"

Supervisor Ao seemed to have anticipated this situation, and instead of giving up, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the master: "This is the information on that team. Take a look!"

The master took the information, and then heard Manager Ao continue, "That team is called the Royal Fighting Team. Their Soul Badge is silver-level, and their record in the Soto Grand Arena is 38 wins out of 38!"

"Royal Fighting Team!?"

Upon hearing this, Flander, the Master, and Han Feng all exclaimed in surprise.

Han Feng said that he felt a strong sense of déjà vu about the scene in front of him. It turned out to be the plot of Royal Fighting Team!

The Grandmaster had long heard of the Royal Fighting Team, while Flander was very familiar with the Royal Fighting Team's mentor.

The master frowned, glancing at the information in his hand. Upon seeing the first name, his pupils constricted sharply, and his hand holding the document trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. After reading the entire document, he pondered for a moment before saying to Manager Ao, "Our Shrek team accepts this Soul Battle!"

"Xiao Gang!"

Flanders shouted and was about to ask something when the master raised his hand to stop him. Knowing the master's temperament, Flanders could only suppress his doubts and prepare to ask the master after Supervisor Ao left.

Han Feng already knew about the master's choice and wasn't surprised at all.

Manager Ao, as if grasping at a lifeline, exclaimed with delight, "Really!?"

The master nodded: "Absolutely true!"

"Alright! I'll arrange the time for the battle right now!" Manager Ao was overjoyed upon hearing this and rushed out without hesitation, looking as if he was afraid that the master would change his mind.

"Han Feng, take a look first!" The master handed the information in his hand to Han Feng.

Han Feng took the information without comment and began to read it carefully. His memories of that time had faded considerably, and he only remembered some important plot points. He had completely forgotten about Yu Tianheng and the others' cultivation levels and soul skills.

On the other side, the master, seeing Flander's hesitation, said, "Let's go outside and talk!"

"Alright!" Flander didn't want to argue with the master in front of Han Feng, so he immediately agreed.

(End of this chapter)