"The team you're facing is called the Fierce Tiger Battle Team. Except for their support-type soul master, all of them have the Fierce Tiger Martial Soul and are members of the same family. Of course, that's not the point—the important thing is that they remain undefeated. The pressure on you is considerable. It's said they even fought a team of Soul Kings once. Although the battle was tough, they still won. Do you have confidence?"
Jiang Xiaofeng asked, "What's the soul power composition of their team?"
Mo Bot shook his head and said, "They're all Soul Ancestors, so the three of us Soul Elders will be under a lot of pressure!"
If that were truly the case, then they were indeed under tremendous pressure. Never mind defeating a team of Soul Kings—just protecting the three Soul Elders on their own team was already a huge challenge. Those three would certainly be the primary targets.
But Hu Liena didn't seem concerned.
"With our teamwork, there's nothing to fear!"
The others nodded in agreement, except for Tiger Boss, Wolf Second, and Sister Ling, who looked nervous and afraid. They had never fought above their level against Soul Ancestors.
"Brother Feng, we..."
Jiang Xiaofeng said, "Since we are a team, we need to trust each other. As long as you trust me, we can win!"
Having faced countless battles, many against stronger opponents, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't see this as anything new—just more experience to gain.
Hu Liena added, "Trust Brother Feng. That's all you need to do. Understand?"
"Understood, Big Sis!"
Hu Liena nodded. Even in the face of a team of Soul Ancestors, they didn't show the slightest fear.
At that moment, the previous match had ended, and the announcer began to introduce their team.
"Unbelievable, unbelievable! Our Soul Arena's own point-giver is back, and this time he's brought a team! This will be their debut match. For those unfamiliar, our point-giver holds the record for the longest losing streak in the Soul Arena—three hundred consecutive losses!"
The crowd erupted in cheers.
"What luck! I can't believe the point-giver is in the team competition now. Should we form a team and grab some free points?"
"Absolutely! The name 'point-giver' is legendary. Plus, he never fights back. But will he act the same way in a team battle?"
"Who knows? Let's watch the match. After all, they're up against the Fierce Tiger Battle Team!"
Announcer: "Looks like everyone knows them, so without further ado, let's welcome our very own point-giver's Fengshen Battle Team!"
Jiang Xiaofeng's face darkened. This is way too much. Luckily, he was wearing a mask, or he'd die of embarrassment.
Hu Liena curiously asked, "Why are they calling us the point-giver team? What's going on?"
Jiang Xiaofeng: "..."
Tiger Boss, seeing this, whispered, "Because Brother Feng lost 300 matches in a row here."
Jiang Xiaofeng: "..."
Hu Liena and the others looked at Jiang Xiaofeng like he was some kind of monster.
Feng Lingling stared at him, weirded out."So you're the legendary point-giver!"
Jiang Xiaofeng awkwardly replied, "Apparently, yeah! But it was all for training!"
Hu Liena frowned. They knew Jiang Xiaofeng's strength better than anyone. How could he lose 300 times in a row?
"What training? Here?"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded. "Yeah, I came here to get beat up."
The others were used to it, but Hu Liena and her two teammates looked at him like he was brain-damaged. Get beat up on purpose???
Hu Liena patted Jiang Xiaofeng's head."Your brain's not broken, huh."
Jiang Xiaofeng, face darkening: "I told you, it was training. Otherwise, how do you think I got this monstrous defense?"
Thinking about Jiang Xiaofeng's iron-like skin, the three had to admit—not just anyone could break through his defense.
Hu Liena's eyes gleamed as she figured it out."Ah, so you met Tiger Boss and the others here for this purpose!"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded. "Kind of. Thanks to them for showing me around."
"Tsk tsk, Brother Feng, why didn't you let me beat you up? I wouldn't have held back!" said Yan, sounding genuinely disappointed he missed his chance to shine.
Hu Liena shouted, "You dare? I'll skin you alive!"
Yan shrank back, not daring to speak again.
Hu Liena finally understood why Jiang Xiaofeng was different—he'd endured hardships no one else knew.
"Brother Feng, why didn't you tell me? I could've taken care of you!"
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head. "It's my own matter. Of course I'll handle it myself. Alright, it's time to get on stage!"
At this point, the announcer said:"Fengshen Battle Team's captain—Mask! Our old friend! A Level 44 Battle Soul Ancestor with the Execution Sword Martial Soul! Haven't seen him in years, and now he's already Level 44—what a fast cultivation speed! I wonder what kind of visual spectacle he'll give us this time. Vice-captain Nana—Level 43 Control-type Soul Ancestor with the Demon Fox Martial Soul! Very rare, looking forward to it! Team member Xie—Level 42 Battle Soul Ancestor, Moon Blade Martial Soul! Team member Yan—Level 41 Battle Soul Ancestor, Flame Lord Martial Soul! What kind of god-tier combo is this? All unfamiliar martial souls. Support—Lingling, Level 33 Support-type Soul Elder with the Self-Naming Book Martial Soul. What even is that? Never heard of it. Tiger Boss—Level 37 Battle Soul Elder, Tiger Martial Soul. Wolf Second—Level 35 Battle Soul Elder, Wolf Martial Soul. These two are at least somewhat normal. I honestly doubt whether they can survive even one round against the Fierce Tiger Battle Team, who are all undefeated Soul Ancestors!"
Jiang Xiaofeng led his team onto the stage. With lights flashing and the crowd roaring, even someone like him felt the pressure. The others who had never competed before looked visibly uncomfortable.
"Look! They're all masked soul masters!"
"Of course, it's the point-giver's team. They have to follow his example. But check out that vice-captain—what a body!"
"Damn, haven't seen such a goddess-tier figure in ages. If she showed her face, it'd be perfect."
"Sh*t, whoever marries her wouldn't mind being bedridden daily. That body, those legs, those... damn, she's too damn tempting!"
Hu Liena, with her Demon Fox Martial Soul, matured early and had a well-developed figure—definitely more alluring than the 20-year-old Feng Lingling.
"Huh? Why's their support wearing a waitress outfit? Was she dragged in last minute?"
"Wow, good eyes! That is a waitress uniform. Respect for noticing that detail!"
The surrounding noise was chaotic.
Jiang Xiaofeng said: "Ignore the crowd. Just focus on the battle. Remember to follow my lead!"
"Yes!" the team responded in unison.
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