Douro Continent

Chapter 189 Royal Fighting Team (Part 2)

Ning Rongrong said, "I know about the Nine Heart Begonia spirit. Unlike other spirits, this spirit is passed down through a single lineage, with only one inheritor per generation. At any given time, there can only be two Nine Heart Begonia spirit masters alive. Only when one dies can another one appear in the next generation. It can be said to be the spirit with the fewest numbers. My father once said that the Nine Heart Begonia is a miracle among spirits."

Everyone knows who Ning Rongrong's father is, not just Grandmaster, Flander, and Zhao Wuji, but even the rest of the Shrek Seven Devils. He's the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, representing the authority of support-type Soul Masters. If even he describes a Soul Master in this way, then the power of that Soul Master is self-evident.

Grandmasters are always more curious than ordinary people about novel martial souls, and immediately asked, "So what exactly is the function of this Nine-Hearted Begonia martial soul? In what aspect does it play a supporting role?"

Ning Rongrong said in a deep voice, "The Nine-Hearted Begonia only has one special ability. No matter how many spirit rings it has, it only has one spirit skill. That's what makes it so terrifying. Its function is to provide area-of-effect healing to the entire enemy team. The degree of healing is controlled by the spirit master's will. The higher the level and the more spirit rings it has, the more spirit power it can use for healing. My father said that with a Nine-Hearted Begonia spirit master around, it's not easy to die even if you want to. Therefore, after the battle begins, we must get her off the battlefield first. Otherwise, before her spirit power is exhausted, we won't be able to harm any of our opponents."

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words, the master's expression seemed to stiffen. He stood there for a long while before slowly saying, "This is indeed a near-perfect combination."

"We can win."

Just when morale was low and everyone had fallen silent, Tang San suddenly uttered those powerful words, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"I said, we can win. Mu Bai, Xiao Ao, Fatty, Xiao Wu, Rong Rong, Zhu Qing. Have you forgotten? We already have a 27-game winning streak. Our opponents are strong, but we are not weak either. We have Mu Bai's top-tier offensive spirit, Xiao Ao's sustained combat ability, Fatty's top-tier mutated beast spirit, and Xiao Wu's amazing soft skills. Rong Rong, do you really think your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is inferior to the Nine Heart Begonia? And Zhu Qing, your speed is the fastest I've ever seen among agility-based spirit masters of the same level. Our opponents may be strong, but are we weak? No, we will definitely prove that we are stronger than them. Besides, don't forget our age. I'm sure they are older than us. So what if we lose? Failure is the mother of success. Even if we are not their match today, we will defeat them one day. Victory will belong to us, the Shrek Seven Devils. If we have already lost the confidence to win, then why participate in this spirit battle?"

Tang San's words were like a fuse igniting confidence. Every member of the Shrek Seven Devils was a genius among geniuses, a monster among monsters. How could they possibly be willing to admit defeat?

No one spoke, but their eyes hardened. Dai Mubai extended his right hand first, followed by Oscar, and then the Shrek Seven Devils. The seven of them placed their palms together, their eyes burning with determination. Their lost confidence had been regained, and their hearts were now filled with intense fighting spirit.

"Teacher, please let me take full charge of this battle, okay?" Tang San looked at Grandmaster with determination. He knew that this battle would be the most difficult test, and the reason he spoke earlier was because he didn't want to see his companions looking lifeless. Having lived two lives, he knew that if he wanted to obtain something, he had to strive for it himself.

Before each Soul Battle, Grandmaster would give some tactical guidance, but this time Tang San took the initiative to ask to take over Grandmaster's job. Although it seemed a bit arrogant, it made Grandmaster, Flander and Zhao Wuji nod in approval.

A team needs tactics, unity, and cooperation, but it also cannot lack another element: fighting spirit. A team without fighting spirit can never unleash its deepest potential. And at this moment, Tang San, as the soul of the team, has already achieved this.

In the eyes of Flanders and his two companions, the outcome was no longer important; these children had grown to a level far exceeding their expectations. Now, all they could do was watch these children bring them more surprises and miracles, and see just how far they could go.

Soto Arena, VIP Lounge. VIP Room No. 3.

The luxurious room spans a full 200 square meters, with a massive leather sofa exceeding 15 meters in length, comfortably accommodating over a dozen people. The entire room is decorated predominantly in gold—golden lanterns, gold wallpaper, and various golden ornaments—creating a magnificent and opulent atmosphere. A crystal coffee table sits before the enormous white leather sofa, laden with exquisite pastries and various drinks. Most importantly, one wall of the room is a single piece of transparent crystal. Through special treatment, one can see outside from here, but absolutely no one outside can see into the room. And beyond this crystal wall lies the central main arena of the Soto Grand Arena, holding the most important position within it.

There were only seven people in the room at that moment, seven people with distinct personalities. They all looked to be in their early twenties.

Seated in the center of the sofa was a tall, slender young man with long black hair. He wasn't particularly handsome, and his face was expressionless, as if his facial muscles were stiff. He wore a simple, unadorned blue outfit. He gave off a very simple impression, yet this very simplicity felt dangerous. He was reclining comfortably on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

Seated on the sofa was another woman, but her posture was far from normal. Instead of leaning against the back of the sofa, she rested her head on the shoulder of the young man in blue, looking languid. Her short, dark purple hair gave her a dashing air, but strangely, she had a pair of green eyes, giving her an eerie quality. She wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, but she possessed a captivating, almost bewitching charm. At that moment, she was playing with her bright green nail polish as she leaned against the young man's closed-eye shoulders.

"Yanzi, I'm telling you, stop showing off your affection with the boss in front of us, okay? We're all virgins, you know. It's not good if it gets aroused. Hehe."

The speaker was a handsome young man, not very tall, of medium build, with short blond hair and very lively eyes. He leaned against the large crystal window, looking quite relaxed.

The girl on the sofa glanced at him, a seductive smile playing on her green eyes. "Then come on, do you want me to teach you how to become a man?"

"Uh, forget it. Only the boss can handle your body's Azure Phosphorus Poison. I'm not cut out for it." The young man hurriedly refused, his face filled with terror. He looked at the green-eyed girl with obvious fear.

"Serves you right. Who told you to mess with Yanzi for no reason?" Opposite him, on the other side of the crystal window, leaned a young man dressed all in black, also with blond hair and a beautiful face comparable to a woman, who said gloatingly while shaking the drink in his hand.

The handsome young man angrily said, "Leopard, you have a problem with that? After today's team battle, let's have a one-on-one match. Let's see how I teach you a lesson."

The young man in black scoffed, "One-on-one with me? You have the nerve to say that. You, a flying soul master, want to fight me, a ground soul master, one-on-one? That's clearly bullying. If you're so capable, go find the boss for a one-on-one fight. Don't even talk about winning; if you can last three minutes, I'll be impressed."

"You..." The handsome young man was unwilling, but he had to admit that he really couldn't last more than three minutes against the captain.

"Alright, quiet down. Can't you guys conserve your energy like the Shi brothers?" The young man in blue, who had been sitting motionless on the sofa, finally spoke. The Shi brothers he was referring to were sitting cross-legged on the floor by the wall, meditating. Both were burly men with straight noses and square jaws. Just sitting there, they exuded a sense of weight and composure.

The handsome young man laughed and said, "Boss, do we still need to conserve our energy? We reached the Silver Soul level before level 40. I dare say we won't find any opponents in the Soto Grand Soul Arena. Not to mention here, even in the top-tier Imperial City Heavenly Battle Arena, there's no one who can fight against us."

The young man in blue said calmly, "Even so, you can't develop the bad habit of being careless. There are many powerful figures in the Soul Master world, and no one can be sure whether an even stronger one will appear before us. Lingling, go sit on the sofa for a while. Standing all the time will also consume your energy."

His last words were spoken to another woman in the room, who stood in the darkest corner. She was dressed entirely in black, even her face was veiled in black. She was slender, with long, flowing blue hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, the same color as her hair, revealed no emotion; all one could sense from her was loneliness and desolation.

"No need, I'm fine here." Ye Lingling's voice was melodious, but extremely hollow, giving an unreal feeling.

The seven people in the room were the members of the Royal Fighting Team that Tang San and his companions had seen in the files. Sitting on the sofa were Captain Yu Tianheng and Vice-Captain Dugu Yan. The handsome young man was Yu Feng, a Wind Chime Bird Soul Master. The man in black arguing with him was Osro, a Ghost Leopard Soul Master. The two brothers meditating on the floor were naturally two Xuanwu Turtle Soul Masters. And standing in the dark corner was the Royal Fighting Team's only support Soul Master, Ye Lingling, the Nine-Hearted Begonia.

(End of this chapter)