Douluo Dalu - Volume 08 - Emperor Team
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Grandmaster took advantage of Flender’s dull moment to once again question the staff member,
“Is there such a team?”
“Ah, yes. There is.”
The staff member finally reacted,
“Fiend Team[ (凶神战队)], fortieth level silver spirit fighter team, since entering the silver spirit fighter grade, forty six bouts and thirty one wins. Altogether they have killed opponents sixty three times. Injured opponents ninety eight times, called the ‘murder weapon’ of the silver spirit fighter teams. The majority of the silver spirit fighter teams are unwilling to face them since they play so hard.”
Grandmaster nodded satisfied,
“Good, then we will challenge this Fiend Team. Our team is called Shrek Seven Devils. Altogether seven members will fight.”
“Grandmaster.”
Seeing Grandmaster unexpectedly being so earnest, Zhao Wuji’s four teachers hastily gathered to prevent him.
Grandmaster shook his head to them, saying something in a low voice. At this it was like everyone saw the light, the worry on their faces fading away.
Flender somewhat hesitant said:
“But, is this alright?”
Grandmaster calmly said:
“Flender, this is also a kind of experience. Inevitably there will be a day when they must confront circumstances like these. Do you believe that having us at their side to guide them when they confront such circumstances, or letting them endure it on their own is better?”
Flender’s gaze collided with Grandmaster’s in midair, seeming to raise sparks. In the end he was still the one to yield, nodding:
“Fine, I hope you’re right.”
Grandmaster calmly smiled, saying:
“This is the best way to examine their mental qualities, it’s also something they must experience sooner or later.”
Flender looked at the other teachers, saying:
“Then, let’s decide it by vote. Everyone in favor of Grandmaster’s decision raise your hands. The minority defers to the majority.”
While speaking, Flender took the lead to raise his hand. After the other teachers hesitated a moment, they also one after another showed their agreement.
Grandmaster then turned to the staff member,
“Please help us set it up.”
……
Meng Li’s[ (蒙厉) “Drizzle Severe”] mood had been somewhat bad recently. As Fiend Team’s captain, it was also no wonder he was depressed. Fiend Team already hadn’t had a team spirit fight for half a month, for the simple reason that they suffered the collective boycott of all fortieth level silver spirit fighter teams. No team wanted to meet them in a spirit fight.
Since the founding of Fiend Team they had adopted mad dog tactics, Meng Li was always held up as tyrannically vicious. Vicious to scare people to death. In the previous team spirit fights, whatever their opponent, under his leadership the Fiend Team would all launch their wildest full strength attacks. Even if they lost, they still might kill the opponents.
Over time, whenever Fiend Team participated in team spirit fights, the opponents’ spirit would first be overwhelmed. Even if clearly stronger than them, they still had a hard time winning.
But recently, Fiend Team had encountered problems. Because of their excessively vicious style, every silver spirit fighter team refused to meet them. Spirit Master cultivation wasn’t easy, who wanted their companions to die in the spirit fighting ring? Occasional accidents were hard to avert, but if fighting Fiend Team, death was no accident, rather a certainty. In these kinds of circumstances, boycotting Fiend Team had become a common understanding among the fortieth level silver spirit fighter teams.
Credits
Translator: Blue Silver Translation
Epub: Estevam / dotNOVEL