Chapter 86: Professional Substitute
Sotuo Great Fighting Soul Arena, this was Ling Mo’s second time coming here!
He still remembered that a few months ago, he and Zhu Zhuqing had formed a dazzling Spirit Cat duo.
“You guys go wait over there first, I’ll go register you for the team battle…”
Master left those words behind and departed first, everyone followed Flander to the spectator stand!
The Fighting Soul had already begun, with audiences trickling in one after another.
Ling Mo had no interest in this kind of Fighting Soul! Master had also said that he didn’t have to participate in Master’s training.
However, when Master returned, his expression was a bit strange!
He beckoned everyone toward the lounge, his expression very grave!
From his reaction, Ling Mo deduced that the Shrek Seven Devils were about to face a huge test, and this test was none other than the Imperial Fighting Team led by Qin Ming.
“This time, you’ve met your opponents…”
Entering the lounge, Master directly handed Flander a notebook, which indeed recorded information on the Imperial Fighting Team.
“Your opponents this time are the Imperial Fighting Team, who have also been on a winning streak for a month in top battles.
In just a short month, they obtained a Silver Fighting Soul Badge, their strength cannot be underestimated!
Moreover, every one of their soul ring configurations is top-tier…”
Master introduced the origin and some information about the Imperial Fighting Team to everyone, and hearing it all left everyone stunned.
“This…”
Everyone fell silent, and from Master’s description, the opponents they were facing this time were absolutely not weak.
“Imperial Fighting Team! Captain Yu Tianheng, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan…”
Ling Mo took the information from Flander’s hand and read aloud…
“Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul!!!”
As soon as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Martial Soul came out, almost no one could remain calm.
The atmosphere gradually solidified; except for Ling Mo, everyone on site besides Master was very worried.
“Why the long faces? It’s just an Imperial Fighting Team, what’s there to be afraid of…”
Ling Mo glanced at their dejected looks and couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation!
“If you’re so good, you go! Talking big without worrying about throwing your back out…”
Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes and said! He was only more than twenty levels, while every member of the Imperial Fighting Team was over thirty levels! How were they supposed to fight?
“If I go, I go. A mere Imperial Fighting Team, what of it…”
Ling Mo said without any politeness; he truly didn’t take the Imperial Fighting Team seriously.
“How are you going to go? You’re not even a team member…”
Ma Hongjun retorted unconvinced.
Yeah! Ling Mo wasn’t on the Shrek Seven Devils’ roster! How could he possibly participate?
“Hehe, don’t worry about that, I have my ways…”
Ling Mo smiled slyly, then set his gaze on Dai Mubai, activating his Dual Pupils directly, and somehow pulled out a mask to put on…
“This…”
Everyone was stunned…
After putting on the mask, Ling Mo turned his hair golden yellow, his build similar to Dai Mubai’s, making it hard to tell who was who…
Especially that dazzling White Tiger Martial Soul, completely indistinguishable from the real thing—even Dai Mubai started to doubt if he was the fake one…
Dai Mubai: “Wait… why me?”
After reacting, Dai Mubai was stunned; Ling Mo’s maneuver was clearly meant to kick him out!
Damn it, stealing my woman and now my team captain position—does he even know reason?
“Master, what do you think?”
Ling Mo ignored Dai Mubai and turned his gaze directly to Master.
Unexpectedly, he nodded, “It’s fine! Your height is similar to Mu Bai’s, and after using Five-Colored Divine Light to transform, it’s completely indistinguishable from the real thing—as long as it’s not someone particularly familiar, they won’t recognize you!”
The only issue now was how to hide Ling Mo’s fourth soul ring; Master and the others still didn’t know that Ling Mo had already reached level 40.
This was simple; Ling Mo directly used Five-Colored Divine Light to mimic a light ring, masking the outermost black soul ring completely transparent.
Suppressing his strength to level thirty! As long as he didn’t overly display his soul rings, they wouldn’t recognize it.
With this maneuver from Ling Mo, even Master and the others couldn’t detect his fourth soul ring! Let alone the people from the Imperial Fighting Team…
Indistinguishable from the real thing… professional substitute?
“Damn, you’re serious?” Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded; he had just said it casually, but Ling Mo took it for real.
“You think I was joking with you? A mere Imperial Fighting Team—I don’t even need Five-Colored Divine Light to crush them…”
Ling Mo said confidently, suppressing his soul power to level thirty; Flander and the others didn’t notice a thing, making it completely indistinguishable from the real thing.
Dai Mubai: “What about me??? Just… out like that? Damn…”
Pitted by Ling Mo again, Dai Mubai was on the verge of tears; Master wouldn’t even intervene and actually agreed…
“Haha, I think it’s good! This kid is full of tricks, he’ll definitely teach that Imperial Fighting Team a harsh lesson…” Zhao Wuji laughed loudly; he had experienced Ling Mo’s dirty tricks before and still had lingering shadows.
“Don’t celebrate too early! Let me state first, you can go in, but there’s one condition…” Suddenly, Master spoke up.
“What condition?”
Ling Mo asked puzzled!
“You can go in, but just like Xiao San, you can’t use those weird gadgets of yours…”
Oh, he meant Hidden Weapons! Ling Mo roughly understood.
The purpose of Fighting Soul was just to train their Martial Soul usage and actual combat coordination!
Using Hidden Weapons would be like using a cheat, affecting game balance…
“No problem! A mere Imperial Fighting Team isn’t worth me using Hidden Weapons…”
Ling Mo accepted; he had only one purpose in going in—he didn’t want Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai to use Martial Soul Fusion Skill!
Though this soul skill had no special meaning, Ling Mo just felt uncomfortable about it, so he directly kicked Dai Mubai out.
“Hehe, then… we can just lie back and win this one?” Oscar didn’t care about that; Ling Mo was the strongest among their group, no question.
As long as they won, who cared! Anyway, he was just there to make up the numbers…
“Look at your lack of ambition! You think the Imperial Fighting Team is really that weak?” Flander said grumpily.
He continued, “Have you noticed? This information says the Imperial Fighting Team’s vice-captain is Dugu Yan! Her Martial Soul is Jade Phosphor Snake, a control-type Soul Master…”
“Control-type?”
Flander pointed out the key, drawing everyone’s attention!
“What do you mean?” Master asked puzzled.
“Xiao Gang, do you still remember him? On the entire Continent, there’s only one with that Martial Soul, and walking the control-type Soul Master path—no one else but that person, right?”
Flander explained, and Master suddenly remembered that person.
Right… it was Dugu Bo! A top strong expert Titled Douluo.
On the Continent, reaching the Titled Douluo level made one an object of universal respect; Master had no reason not to know.
“What riddle are you playing? Isn’t it just Dugu Bo? Is it worth making such a fuss?”
Ling Mo said depressedly; was this guy really that scary?
He didn’t feel anything!
Moreover, Dugu Bo was now his subordinate, so Ling Mo naturally wasn’t afraid of him.
But these people were different! For them, a Titled Douluo was a lifelong pursuit, so of course they were afraid.
With Ling Mo’s words out, the others naturally saw no issue.
Because even a Titled Douluo-level strong expert was his bodyguard, why would he need to fear Dugu Bo!
But they were different; where would they get such a bodyguard…
