Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

It wasn't just Tang San and the others who felt this way—even Xiao Wu couldn't help but think about how things had changed. When she first met Yun Feng, her spirit power had been higher than his. Now, Yun Feng was already a Level 47 Spirit Ancestor.

As for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, they silently resolved to improve their physical strength before heading out to hunt for spirit rings, aiming to narrow the gap between themselves and Yun Feng. The decision to delay acquiring their spirit rings was actually Yun Feng's suggestion. After all, spirit power could continue to be cultivated even at a bottleneck. Although the breakthrough wouldn't happen without a new ring, the cultivated spirit power would still be stored in their bodies, so there was no need to rush.

When Zhao Wuji and Flender heard about the upcoming match, their first reaction wasn't concern for Yun Feng. Instead, their focus shifted to the potential reward: a total of 14,000 gold spirit coins for a victory. Both of them were instantly lost in fantasies of claiming a share.

For the past month, Ning Rongrong and the others had been on a winning streak, and money was no longer a problem—even for Tang San. Through consecutive victories in the spirit battles, not only had their team's points increased, but they also gained significant financial rewards. Winning streaks of more than five battles brought 100 gold spirit coins per victory, which increased to 200 coins per match after ten consecutive wins. Flender and Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel envious of their success.

Meanwhile, Yun Feng unfolded the information that Director Ao had given him earlier, spreading it out on the table. Naturally, everyone gathered around, their curiosity piqued. After all, the fact that a single battle could offer a base reward of 4,000 gold spirit coins—with an additional 10,000 for winning—was unheard of. It was no wonder they were eager to take a look.

Yu Xiaogang, still feeling guilty over the earlier incident, frowned when he spotted a familiar name among the details. Though he said nothing, a trace of disdain flashed through his eyes. Shaking his head, he took on the role of an advisor and began analyzing the situation logically.

"Yun Feng, this will be a tough battle. You're being too impulsive!" Yu Xiaogang declared, shaking his head as he spoke.

Tang San and the others exchanged exasperated glances at Yu Xiaogang but ultimately let it slide. After all, with Yu Xiaogang's spirit power stuck at Level 29, he had no way of grasping the dynamics of high-level combat. Naturally, he doubted Yun Feng's ability to take on seven opponents alone.

Flender, annoyed by his old friend's attitude, interjected bluntly, "Really, Xiaogang? Are you joking? Yun Feng can handle all seven of them, and you think it's a difficult fight? Have you lost your mind?"

Zhao Wuji, always straightforward, didn't even bother with words. A single disdainful look—one filled with ridicule—left Yu Xiaogang stunned. The look seemed to say, What a clown. Yu Xiaogang slumped into a nearby chair, unable to respond.

With the "clown" silenced, the group turned their focus back to the information, studying it intently. The white cloth sheet, bordered with embroidered golden patterns and marked with the insignia of the Great Spirit Arena, detailed the opposing team's members.

Even Dai Mubai, who was always brimming with confidence, couldn't help but gasp. A chill ran through everyone's hearts. If they had to face this team themselves, victory seemed impossible. The details were simply overwhelming.

According to the rules of team battles, each side could field a maximum of ten participants, with the number adjusted to match the smaller team's size. The opposing team, like Shrek's, consisted of seven members:

Emperor Team, all seven members holding Silver Spirit Fighter badges.

Captain: Yu Tianheng, Martial Spirit: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Level 39 Power Attack System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Vice Captain: Dugu Yan, Martial Spirit: Jade Phosphor Serpent, Level 38 Control System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Member: Shi Mo, Martial Spirit: Black Tortoise, Level 38 Defense System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Member: Shi Mo, Martial Spirit: Black Tortoise, Level 37 Defense System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Member: Yu Feng, Martial Spirit: Wind Chime Bird, Level 36 Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Member: Oslo, Martial Spirit: Ghost Leopard, Level 36 Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

Member: Ye Lingling, Martial Spirit: Nine-Hearted Begonia, Level 35 Support System Tool Spirit Master.

Spirit Rings: Two Yellow, One Purple.

The information didn't include details about their spirit abilities, which Yun Feng understood. It wasn't that the Great Spirit Arena didn't want to provide this information; it simply wasn't available. During their previous matches, the Emperor Team hadn't needed to reveal many of their abilities—opponents were defeated before they had the chance.

Still, Yun Feng wasn't concerned. He already had a good idea of their spirit abilities and wasn't worried about losing.

After reading the details, everyone exchanged uneasy glances. The team was far stronger than they'd imagined. With high-grade martial spirits like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and Nine-Hearted Begonia, it was clear this team was exceptional.

Ning Rongrong, in particular, was startled when she saw Ye Lingling's martial spirit. Her father, Ning Fengzhi, had once told her that if not for the Nine-Hearted Begonia's restriction of being passed down to only one person at a time, it might have been the most powerful support spirit in the world. Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in shock, her astonishment impossible to hide.

Flender adjusted his crystal glasses and sighed. "It's a good thing Yun Feng accepted this match. If the seven of you had to face them, I'm not sure what the outcome would be."

For once, no one argued. Even Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing remained silent. Yun Feng, noticing the group's shaken confidence, clapped his hands to draw their attention.

"What's going on? Don't lose heart. Pressure is the greatest motivator," he said with a smile. "Facing challenges head-on is the only way to grow stronger."

"And besides," Yun Feng added with a smirk, "I'm the one fighting them. Why are you all so worried?"

Yu Xiaogang, stung by Yun Feng's words, suddenly stood up and directed his lingering frustration at Flender. "Flender! Where's your fighting spirit? How can a group of juniors reduce you to this state?"

Flender's face darkened at the criticism, while Zhao Wuji gleefully fanned the flames. "Exactly! It's Yun Feng who's fighting them. What happened to the confidence you

showed earlier when you were scolding the master?"

(End of Chapter)