"Yes, Master. If we had known about such a convenient team soul fight earlier, we could have put everyone on the field in Suote City." Ma Hongjun sighed.
The Master gazed deeply at Dai Mubai, who was regretting his words, and spoke cryptically, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You'll understand soon."
"Alright, since we're all done eating, let's head out!"
Flander stood up and briskly went to the counter to pay.
The group, full and content, ambled towards the Great Soul Arena.
Tang Sui watched Ning Rongrong and the others excitedly discussing the Great Soul Arena in Silvis City, uncertain if this was the important turning point she remembered from her past. She remained uncharacteristically silent, drawing a glance from Flander.
He slightly slowed his pace, falling alongside the Master, and whispered, "Xiao Gang, Sui Sui doesn't seem to be in high spirits. Are you sure you want to let the children..."
The Master swept his gaze over the other academy teachers who had accompanied them. Seeing the somewhat listless Tang Sui, his eyes flickered with complexity. "This is something they must experience on their path to becoming qualified soul masters."
Seeing the Master's resolve, Flander said no more.
After all, all of them as teachers were present. One-on-one psychological counseling would be available if needed.
...
At this late hour of the night, there were very few people left. Those who came here to register for team battles were a group of... gamblers who held their lives in their hands.
Even though the architecture and grandeur of the Silvis City Great Soul Arena were significantly more impressive than the one in Suote City, as soon as Dai Mubai and the others stepped into the arena at midnight, they inexplicably felt an uncomfortable aura.
The young man in coarse cloth standing in front of the Master had sallow skin, bloodshot eyes, and his hand, extended to pay the soul fight fee, was covered in small scars from battles. Seeing this, the excitement on the faces of the Shrek group, who had been anticipating their opponents for the night, faded considerably.
"A Liang, level twenty-three battle soul master, registering for a free soul fight. No team, just me. Random match, please."
His weathered and hoarse voice emerged from his throat.
Upon hearing that this person was registering for a free soul fight, the server's hand paused. He sized up the young man, who was only level twenty-something, with a hint of pity in his eyes, and entered his name.
Dai Mubai and the others, catching the server's expression, were stunned, not understanding the reason for his reaction.
"Your opponent will be the Green Vine team. Good luck, and try to survive." The server handed the young man his number tag.
The young man grunted, turned around, and brushed past the Shrek group.
They saw the bloodshot eyes filled with weariness and were deeply shaken.
Ning Rongrong looked with unease at the soul master's hunched back, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
"Hello, we are also registering for a free soul fight. Our team name is Shrek Eight Monsters. An eight-person team, no need to match extra people." The Master handed over the registration fees for their group of eight.
Hearing that another person was registering for a free soul fight, the server couldn't help but glance at the Shrek Eight Monsters, standing in a lively group not far behind the Master, and hesitated. "Are you sure you want to register for a free soul fight and not a regular team soul fight?"
They didn't seem like people who were short on soul coins.
The Master nodded, his gaze briefly flicking towards Ning Rongrong, who was whispering with Tang Sui. His eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his voice. "If possible, please match us with a particularly ferocious soul venerate team that never leaves opponents alive. The higher the kill ratio, the better."
"Ah?!" The server stared at the Master in astonishment, incredulous that this man would make such a request.
Instantly, his gaze towards Ning Rongrong and the others became one of sympathy.
He couldn't believe that this group of young people, who appeared to be in the prime of their lives, were about to be sent to their deaths by a butcher.
The Master, completely unconcerned about being perceived as inhuman by the server, remained composed, waiting for the server to complete the procedures.
Meanwhile, Flander, who was waiting for the Master to finish the registration with the other four teachers, was still somewhat uneasy.
After all... this was... life and death...
"Xiao San, come with me for a moment." The Master, who had returned, first called Tang San over. He walked aside and said something to Tang San, who was visibly shocked and his face turned pale after hearing the Master's private words.
He even turned to look towards Tang Sui several times and then argued with the Master about something.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu walked over to Tang Sui and whispered in her ear, "Sui Sui, I have a feeling this soul fight might not be as simple as it seems, don't you think?"
Tang Sui looked at the Master's silent but unyielding gaze and quietly lowered her eyes.
"I don't know."
Although she couldn't hear their conversation, she could probably guess that her brother didn't want her to be stained with blood...
But...
Tang Sui lowered her head, looking at her fair palm. A flash of black light flickered deep within her blue eyes.
—Author's Notes—
Obsessed with parrots [Dazed face], no one can resist a blush chicken, no one!
One more sniff of this immortal chicken to prolong my life.
That's all for today's double update. Mo Li needs to recover. Starting tomorrow, it will be a daily update of five chapters, which is ten thousand words. Daily updates of six chapters will be in the next month. There are still public elective exams at the end of this month, and I won't be free until July. Sigh.