Douro Continent

Chapter 212 Cross-Level Challenge (Part 2)

"Alright, you should go and get some rest too. We have to travel tomorrow." Tang San held Xiao Wu's hand with some reluctance.

"Okay," Xiao Wu replied, then went back to her room. Her heart was racing, but her eyes revealed a hint of hesitation and a deep light.

Back in his dormitory, Tang San was somewhat surprised to find that Dai Mubai and the other two were still awake. They all looked at Tang San with ambiguous smiles.

Oscar got out of bed, raised one leg towards Dai Mubai, and said in a coquettish voice, "My legs are sore from traveling all day. Brother, can you massage my legs for me?"

Dai Mubai laughed and, mimicking Tang San's voice, said, "Okay, here?"

Oscar quickly added, "Yes, let's do it here. Rongrong and Zhuqing are both asleep."

Seeing their comical appearance, Tang San said angrily, "Fine, you're eavesdropping on us."

The fat guy next to him chuckled and said, "It's not that we're eavesdropping, it's just that the soundproofing here is really bad. Bro, why don't you give me a leg massage too?" As he spoke, he gestured to his fat legs.

Tang San nodded seriously. "Okay, no problem. I've heard that some toxins are actually beneficial to the human body, and can even relax muscles and improve blood circulation. I wonder if my Eight Spider Lances will work. I'll use you to try them out." As he spoke, he took off his shirt, revealing his bare, muscular upper body, and struck a pose as if he was about to unleash the Eight Spider Lances.

The fat man was startled and quickly pulled the blanket over himself, letting out a rather pitiful scream, "No! Third Brother, I was wrong." The deadly poison of the Eight Spider Lances had left a very deep impression on him.

Tang San said irritably, "Go to sleep."

Dai Mubai chuckled and said, "Tang San, Xiao Wu has already expressed her feelings to you. As her older brother, you shouldn't be so slow. Xiao Wu is a rare beauty; first come, first served."

Tang San was taken aback for a moment. "But we're siblings. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We're still so young, isn't it too early to discuss these things? Do you think I'm Fatty? I don't have as much wickedness as him."

Ma Hongjun poked his head out from under the covers and protested, "What's wrong with me? Matters between men and women are natural and instinctive."

Tang San glared at him. "I think all you've got left is instinct."

Dai Mubai didn't say anything more, smiled and shook his head, then sat cross-legged on his bed and entered a meditative state.

Nothing more was said that night, and the group continued their journey early the next morning. By this time, they had left the Kingdom of Barak and entered the territory of the Kingdom of Silves.

Fortunately, Flander did not speed up today, but led the group northeast at a normal pace.

That day, they arrived at Silvis City, the capital of the Kingdom of Silvis, located in the southern part of the country. Flander had surprisingly chosen this large city as their base. Moreover, it was only just getting dark when they entered the city.

"Flander, have you changed your ways?" When Dean Flander led everyone to check into a rather expensive hotel, even the master, who never cared about money, couldn't help but find it strange. Moreover, this time, Flander actually booked five rooms so that everyone could relax. Even dinner was more lavish than ever before.

Whether it was the master or Zhao Wuji and other teachers, they were all very puzzled by Flander's behavior. How could he, who was always stingy, suddenly become so generous?

At dinner, Flanders finally revealed his true colors.

Flander smiled, picked up his wine glass, and said, "We've all had a long and tiring journey of two days, so please enjoy a good meal today. However, each of you little monsters may only have one glass of wine."

As he spoke, he took the lead in drinking the wine and then enthusiastically invited everyone to eat.

Dai Mubai whispered in Tang San's ear, "Compared to a smile, I'd much rather see our Dean looking serious. I don't know why, but every time he smiles, I feel like he's smiling with a sinister air. Just you wait and see, our Dean has gone to such great lengths today; there's definitely something fishy going on."

Sure enough, after a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, Flander wiped his mouth clean and said gently to the Shrek Seven Devils, "You haven't had any real combat for two months. There's a large Soul Arena in this Silves City, why don't you go and have some fun tonight? Well, you don't need to participate in all the Soul Battles. To avoid affecting our journey tomorrow, just participate in the team Soul Battle."

Dai Mubai looked at Flander, who was now revealing his true colors, with amusement and said, "Dean, shouldn't we also hand over the rewards we received in this practical battle to the academy?"

Flander declared righteously, "Although the academy is closed, as your dean, do you think I would take advantage of you? All income is yours to distribute as you see fit; it has nothing to do with us. Mu Bai, do you really suspect me of having ulterior motives?"

This time it was Dai Mubai's turn to be stunned. He originally thought that Flander wanted them to participate in team battles to earn rewards and hand them over. In that case, with their current level, each person could earn at least one hundred gold soul coins per team battle, which would add up to a considerable amount. He never expected that Flander would criticize him so righteously.

Could it be that this dean has really changed his ways?

Ma Hongjun, who knew his teacher best, mouthed something to Dai Mubai from the other side. Dai Mubai then realized what Ma Hongjun meant. The words Ma Hongjun mouthed could be summed up in two words: gambling.

Yes, at the same level, even the Shrek Seven Devils, whom even the Royal Fighting Team couldn't defeat, wouldn't stand a chance. As long as a heavy bet is placed during their team battle, a substantial profit will naturally follow. This is Flander's true calculation.

"Alright, let's go." Flander paid the bill readily, asked for the location of the Silvers Arena, and led everyone out of the hotel.

The Silves Grand Arena looks even more magnificent than the Soto Grand Arena. After all, it is the capital of the Silves Kingdom, and it is a level above Soto.

Donning the masks that had shaken the Soto Arena, the Shrek Seven Devils set out once again.

However, Flander was dumbfounded when he signed the Shrek Seven Devils up for the team battle.

The staff at the Silvers Grand Arena carefully examined the Shrek Seven Devils' battle badges, and looked at the seven masked soul masters in front of them with disbelief. They said with some difficulty, "I'm sorry, esteemed soul masters, I'm afraid you cannot participate in tonight's team battle."

The Shrek Seven Devils didn't care, but Flander was anxious.

You see, he had already spent a lot of money after entering the city of Silves, and he was hoping to make a fortune here.

"Why? Is the Silves Arena deserted?" Flander roared.

Although Flander's words were somewhat arrogant, the staff member didn't refute him at all. A gold-level Soul Fighting team at level 30 certainly had the right to be arrogant. He had worked in the Great Soul Arena for over twenty years, and this was the first time he had ever seen such a strange Soul Fighting team.

"I'm sorry, sir. Our Silvers Grand Arena does not have a single level 30 Gold Soul Team that can participate in a fair Soul Battle," the staff member said with difficulty.

Flander said, "The Silver Soul Team will do too. Didn't you see? They only have one Soul Master who just reached the Gold Soul title."

The staff member shook his head and said, "That's definitely not allowed. First of all, we only have one level 30 Silver Soul team here, and it would be unfair to send them out to fight. I'm sure you understand the rules of the Great Soul Arena. Team level is calculated based on the highest-ranking Soul Master in the team."

Zhao Wuji, standing to the side, chuckled with a hint of schadenfreude, "It seems someone's scheme is about to fail."

Standing beside Zhao Wuji, the three older Soul Masters, Lu Qibin, Li Yusong, and Shao Xin, couldn't help but laugh. They weren't subordinate to Flander; they were good friends before Shrek Academy was established. Seeing Flander get humiliated was clearly something that made them quite happy.

Flanders asked, unwilling to give up, "Isn't there any other way?"

The staff member thought for a moment and said, "There are other ways. If you decide to participate in the Soul Battle beyond your level, I can certainly arrange it. At that level, you're no longer restricted by your Soul Battle Badge level. That means you can challenge the lowest-level (40th tier) Soul Battle teams. Here, almost all of the 40th-tier teams are Silver Soul Battle teams, with a few Gold Soul Battle teams as well. You can choose whichever you prefer."

Level 40? Flander was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head firmly. "Then forget it."

The saying goes, "A gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way." Flanders understood this principle.

Although on the Soul Battle Arena, it's generally not about killing your opponent, he would never allow his disciples to take risks for their own benefit.

Earning some extra money is fine if victory is assured and there's no danger. But Flander would never seek profit from the Shrek Seven Devils' adventures. Although he's stingy, he still has principles.

"No, I think it's acceptable." The master's stiff voice suddenly rang out. He slowly walked to Flander's side.

(End of this chapter)