Seeing the atmosphere ease, Master and Chen Xin, who had been standing by, walked over. "Are you all here?"
The crowd turned and bowed to the two. "Master, Senior Sword Douluo."
"Grandpa Jian, why are you here?" Ning Rongrong, the only one not bowing, skipped two steps and stood in front of Chen Xin, asking in confusion.
Ma Hongjun also looked at Master, who had summoned them, with bewilderment. "Master, what is this gathering about?"
Master swept his gaze over everyone and said with his hands behind his back, "You've been apart for so many years. Before you set off, I want you to have some coordination, striving to achieve optimal cooperation."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun instinctively looked at Chen Xin, who had arrived with them. "Master, your chosen sparring opponents, could it be..."
Master wore a rare, kind smile, and Chen Xin's lips also curved slightly. A terrifying pressure suddenly emanated from him, and he firmly grasped a sharp sword in his hand. At the same time, his clear, cold voice rang out—
"That's right, your opponents are none other than myself."
Ma Hongjun's face instantly turned pale with fright. "Ah?! Senior Sword Douluo is the continent's number one attacking Douluo!"
Especially now that Senior Sword Douluo had already broken through to level 97, he was a peak expert, not like ordinary Titled Douluo!
If he came to train them, wouldn't they be on the verge of losing their lives?!
Master remained unmoved by Ma Hongjun's pitiable appearance. "You should feel fortunate to have an expert like Senior Sword Douluo fighting against you."
After all, other powerful Titled Douluo would not be training, but would truly try to kill them.
Ning Rongrong tilted her head back and shook Chen Xin's arm. "Then Grandpa Jian, please go easy on us."
Chen Xin smiled wryly, but his words made everyone else's hearts sink. "Since we are opponents, I will not hold back."
Dai Mubai's eyes twitched slightly, thinking he was definitely going to get beaten badly.
Oscar also sighed inwardly, exchanging a glance with a crestfallen Ma Hongjun.
It's over. We've been slacking off with our daily practice these past few days, only training sporadically. We've become a bit complacent due to the peaceful environment and having loved ones around...
Bai Chenxiang, standing diagonally behind Tang Sui, saw the wry smiles of Ma Hongjun and Oscar. She sneered at their pessimistic attitude even before the fight began. As for herself...
She subtly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, whose eyes burned with fighting spirit and whose expression was solemn, and Tang Sui, who looked calm. Her favorability points began to increase by one, one, one.
Not far away, Zhao Wuji sat on a smooth rock, a blade of grass in his mouth, and chuckled. "It seems the little fellows are full of energy! This is going to be good to watch!"
Flander, standing with his hands behind his back beside Zhao Wuji, couldn't help but slap Zhao Wuji's bear head and whisper, "Listen to yourself! Is that what a teacher should say?! Don't you know the danger the students are about to face, and you're still making light of it?!"
Zhao Wuji yelped, rubbing his sore head. "Flander, aren't we just training with the children? What's with all the seriousness?"
Flander gave Zhao Wuji a look of disappointment and said, "Do you think Senior Sword Douluo... is the kind of person who would just casually fight opponents?"
Zhao Wuji was startled and realized his mistake. He turned to look at the eager Shrek Seven Devils, who had no idea what they were about to face. The relaxed expression on his face also disappeared as he murmured, "Those little monsters are going to get beaten badly..."
"Come on! I'm ready!"
Bai Chenxiang was full of energy. She had undergone a month of rigorous training with Ning Rongrong and the others under Master. She was not the same as before!
As soon as she finished speaking, Master looked at Bai Chenxiang and said, "Chenxiang, you don't need to participate. You can just observe from my side."
"Ah?" Bai Chenxiang was stunned. She looked at the other eight devils, pursed her lips, and reluctantly withdrew from the center of the courtyard, standing to the side to observe with Master.
This attitude of being underestimated stirred a bit of dissatisfaction in her inherently proud heart.
She had said she would join the training. After only a month, she was now being excluded from the practical combat training. She was a Soul Sect, after all. Was he that lacking in confidence in her?
With her speed, she could at least protect herself, right?
Seemingly sensing a faint negative emotion, Tang Sui, who was extremely sensitive to such emotions, glanced at Bai Chenxiang. After a moment's thought, she said to Master, "Teacher, please let Chenxiang participate in this match." Sudancn.com
After all, Bai Chenxiang was going to join them.
Moreover...
She watched as Bai Chenxiang's stubbornness in her eyes turned into a look of bewilderment at her words, and she sighed softly.
She knew too well the feeling of being underestimated and never given an opportunity.
Bai Chenxiang, who never expected Tang Sui to speak up for her, was stunned. Then she instinctively looked at Master beside her.
Master also turned his head, met Bai Chenxiang's hopeful gaze, and after a moment's thought, nodded, agreeing to Tang Sui's suggestion. "Alright."
Bai Chenxiang's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Master!"
With that, she eagerly stepped forward and stood beside Tang Sui.
Ma Hongjun looked at Bai Chenxiang's expectant face and was a little worried. Just as he was about to speak, Tang San's gaze slanted over, and he sent a telepathic message to him—
'Fatty, I know you're worried about Xiangxiang getting hurt. While a man needs to protect the woman he loves, don't forget that your statuses are equal. Chenxiang has her own pride and is not a parasitic vine. If you are together in the future, you will have to fight side by side and support each other.'
Tang San's words choked the words on Ma Hongjun's lips, which he swallowed forcefully, and his eyes regained their calmness.
Third Brother is right. Xiangxiang and he should be on equal footing. If he spoke up now, it would truly be disrespectful to Xiangxiang.
Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun straightened his chest and looked at Tang Sui again, giving her a look that said, "Please keep an eye on Xiangxiang."
Tang Sui, who received Ma Hongjun's signal, blinked and indicated that she understood.
Chen Xin, who had clearly seen everyone's subtle actions, smiled slightly and took a step forward.
Seeing Chen Xin's movement, the nine people instinctively stepped back, taking their positions.
Bai Chenxiang, who was very clear about her positioning, after half a second of observation, decisively stood in front of Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Tang Sui, who were in the back row.
Tang San stood in the center, Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing on either side, Dai Mubai at the very front, and Xiao Wu slightly behind.
Everyone's expression was extremely solemn, with no hint of joking.
When Bai Chenxiang was still wondering why everyone looked so serious when Chen Xin hadn't even released his martial soul, she suddenly noticed a subtle change in the air ahead.