Duolou: After taking advice, I became Supreme!

The fat man chuckled and lowered his voice:

"You wouldn't know this, but I'm a businessman who travels between the Kingdom of Barak and the Kingdom of Silvis for trade."

"Not long ago, I was in Soto City of the Barak Kingdom and happened to watch an extremely exciting team spirit battle. One of the main participants was the Shrek Seven Devils team."

"Don't underestimate them just because of their seemingly weak martial spirits. Brother, if you trust me, place your bet with me. It's guaranteed to make money."

"Oh, I see. Alright, I believe you."

Although Flender said this, he found it amusing. He hadn't expected to run into supporters of those little monsters even in Silvis.

However, this man's faith seemed a little too blind.

If not for certain special reasons, no matter how outstanding their martial spirits were, the little monsters could never have overcome such a vast level gap to defeat their opponents.

Even after placing a forty-thousand gold soul coin bet on them, the odds hadn't dropped at all; instead, they continued to rise.

To balance the betting odds, the Grand Spirit Arena had no choice but to lower the odds for the Fiend Team's victory to 0.7-to-1. Even so, the number of bettors did not decrease.

By the time Flender leisurely returned to the Grand Spirit Arena, the Shrek Seven Devils were already prepared for their team battle.

Meanwhile, outside, the betting counters had stopped accepting new wagers.

As time passed, the last team battle of the night at the Silvis Grand Spirit Arena, which was also a challenge match, was about to begin.

Yu Xiaogang habitually escorted the Shrek Seven Devils to the team entrance of the main battle arena, giving them a final reminder:

"Remember, your opponents are brutal. There is no need to hold back. Finish them as quickly as possible. Understand?"

"If any unexpected situations arise, immediately jump off the battle platform. It is better to surrender than to suffer even the slightest injury."

These words were directed at Tang San.

Tang San naturally understood Yu Xiaogang's concern.

He nodded directly and said, "Teacher, don't worry. With Yun Feng here, we won't lose."

Unknowingly, Tang San had already developed a habitual reliance on Yun Feng.

Under the guidance of the staff, the seven of them strode toward the main battle stage.

Since this was not an official invitation from the Grand Spirit Arena, they did not receive the privilege granted during their final match at the Soto Grand Spirit Arena, where team leaders were allowed to observe from within.

Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to leave and join Flender and the others on the spectator stands.

In reality, Yu Xiaogang had allowed the Shrek Seven Devils to take on this challenge not just to make a name for themselves but after making careful calculations.

Tang San had never concealed any details about his hidden weapons from Yu Xiaogang, and Yu Xiaogang had already assessed how much of a threat each of them posed to different levels of spirit masters.

Of course, this was based on Tang San's own estimates.

Thus, for this team battle, Yu Xiaogang was confident that unless something highly unexpected happened, there would be no problems.

Sometimes, power alone does not determine victory.

The central main battle stage of the Silvis Grand Spirit Arena was no different from that of the Soto Grand Spirit Arena, except that it was much larger. However, the architectural style surrounding it was identical.

This indicated that the Grand Spirit Arena was part of a well-established system.

Perhaps due to the sheer brutality of their opponents, the host had already taken to the air while announcing the two teams' entrance.

Unfortunately, this host was not as easy on the eyes as the charming hostess from the Soto Grand Spirit Arena—he was just a handsome young man.

The Shrek Seven Devils immediately spotted their opponents.

Even before the fight had begun, the overwhelming killing intent emanating from the other side was already suffocating.

They did not know exactly how many members the Fiend Team had, but the seven who took the stage were undoubtedly their strongest, the very ones they had gathered intelligence on before.

Their captain was Meng Li, a berserk bear spirit master.

The other six were all battle spirit masters.

This Fiend Team was composed entirely of power-attack spirit masters.

That was also why their offensive power was so terrifying.

As a power-attack-focused team, their strengths and weaknesses were glaringly obvious. Their biggest advantage was their ability to unleash explosive attacks of overwhelming force in an instant.

As for their weakness? It was even simpler—without auxiliary, control, or agility-type spirit masters, their ability to sustain prolonged combat was severely compromised.

The seven members of the Fiend Team appeared to be around thirty years old, each of them tall and muscular, with bloodthirsty glints in their eyes.

As they walked toward the center of the stage, they clenched their fists, making their bones crackle loudly, a sound that made one's teeth ache.

In terms of sheer presence alone, this was undoubtedly the most terrifying team the Shrek Seven Devils had ever faced.

The bloodthirsty aura emanating from them far exceeded that of the Emperor Battle Team.

There was no doubt—this was the kind of presence that could only be honed through countless killings.

One look into their eyes, filled with ruthless bloodlust, was enough to make one believe they could smell the scent of blood on them.

Due to their unique team composition, the Fiend Team's formation was unlike any other. The seven of them stood in a tight, straight line. As the host called for them to prepare, they simultaneously unleashed their martial spirits.

Since they were all power-attack spirit masters, their beast martial spirits caused their bodies to swell dramatically upon release.

For a moment, it was as if a giant, bloodthirsty maw had opened above them, threatening to devour everything in sight.

The Fiend Team was infamous for a reason—they had forced so many spirit masters to join forces against them for a reason.

Perhaps sensing the aura of bloodshed from the Fiend Team, the spectators in the VIP stands erupted into cheers. Their voices, amplified by the arena's special sound system, resounded through the venue.

"Tear them apart… Kill them…!"

The deafening shouts only served to fuel the Fiend Team's ferocity.

Amidst the intense atmosphere, the audience failed to notice that the Shrek Seven Devils, despite having a balanced composition of all spirit master types, had adopted a bizarre formation. Like their opponents, they too stood in a straight line and released their martial spirits simultaneously.

Oscar lowered his voice and asked Dai Mubai:

"Boss Dai, if they really charge at us, do you think you can hold them off with Ning Rongrong's support skill?"

Dai Mubai answered almost without hesitation:

"No."

"Uh…"

"Uh, my ass. Do you have that little faith in Little San's weapons?"

"Although they're nowhere near Yun Feng's level, they should be more than enough to handle ordinary opponents."

Xiao Wu bluntly remarked.

Tang San:

Silent night at Camford!

Oscar chuckled and said:

"It's not that I don't have faith, I'm just considering the worst-case scenario. I mean, I'm a young man in my prime, handsome, dashing, charming, elegant, graceful, and—"

"Alright, everyone, get ready."

Tang San's voice cut off Oscar's rambling just in time.

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