Chapter 570 The Battle Officially Begins

Lu Yu looked directly into Zhao Wuji's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Please use the card where I store my soul coins. In the next game, bet all of your soul coins on our Thanos team to win. Don't leave any behind."

As soon as these words came out, the players around were stunned. Wang Sheng couldn't help but whispered: "Lu Yu, are you crazy? All in?"

Huang Yuan also frowned, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Wuji’s eyes, and then he frowned and analyzed: “Lu Yu, this is not a small decision.

Although Team Thanos is quite famous, the odds are not high.

Moreover, look at the next opponents - Cheng Youcai's team from Blue Bully Academy, all of them are elite; the Blood Evil team from the Fighting Soul Arena, whose captain Blood Evil is at the Soul King level and is notorious; and Shrek's Tornado team, whose strength should not be underestimated.

It’s not easy for you to win.”

He paused and looked at Lu Yu, as if trying to see some hesitation on the young man's face.

However, after listening to this, Lu Yu's mouth corners curled up with a confident arc, and his eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the night sky.

He said in a low but firm voice: "Teacher Zhao, as long as I want to win, victory belongs to me."

He said this lightly, but with an invisible sense of arrogance, as if the outcome was already under his control.

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and patted Lu Yu on the shoulder: "Good boy, you have courage! Okay, I promise you.

But don’t come crying to me if you lose.”

Lu Yu smiled slightly, said nothing more, turned and walked towards the team members and began to arrange tactics.

A few minutes later, the fighting arena was filled with noise, the auditorium was packed, and cheers surged like a tide.

The referee stood on the podium and announced in a loud voice: "Today's match will be the most exciting one in recent years! The first match will be between the Blood Evil Team and the Blue Tyrant Academy's Cheng Youcai Team!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited.

In the VIP seats, the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy, Liu Erlong, was dressed in red, with an imposing manner and her eyes fixed on the venue; the dean of Shrek Academy, Flanders, had a calm expression, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

In the center of the competition venue, seven members of Cheng Youcai's team slowly entered.

Cheng Youcai walked in front, wearing a black suit and a dark golden belt around his waist. He exuded a murderous aura.

His six teammates followed closely behind, all of them were Soul Masters, and the weakest one had a soul power of level 43.

They were positioned precisely, like a sharp sword array, ready to strike.

In the audience, someone whispered, "Cheng Youcai's momentum is much stronger than last year. I'm afraid he is close to becoming a Soul King."

On the opposite side, the Blood Evil Team appeared with even more terrifying momentum.

Captain Xuesha was wearing a dark red robe with a ferocious blood-colored totem embroidered on the corners. His aura was as sharp as a strong wind, and his eyes revealed an undisguised murderous intent.

The deputy captain Xue Wuhen behind him was no less capable, with his soul power fluctuations only slightly inferior to Xue Sha. The other five team members were all Soul Masters above level 45, with a layer of evil aura faintly shrouding them, as if they had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Many people in the audience gasped: "This Blood Evil Team is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

The moment the game started, Xue Sha and Xue Wu Hen took the lead, and the light of their soul skills intertwined, sweeping towards Cheng Youcai's team like a storm.

Xuesha's martial soul is a blood-red long sword. When the sword flashes, the air is torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Xue Wuhen's figure was like a ghost, his speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and he rushed straight to the auxiliary soul master in the opponent's back row.

Cheng Youcai's team was caught off guard and their formation was disrupted. The players gritted their teeth and fought hard, with unwillingness in their eyes.

Cheng Youcai shouted in a low voice: "The Blood Wolf walks alone!"

His martial spirit, the Blood Wolf King, condensed in an instant, and the huge blood-red wolf shadow howled towards the sky, with such majestic momentum that it shocked the entire audience.

The Blood Wolf King slapped out with one claw, forcing Xue Wuhen to retreat. Cheng Youcai took the opportunity to lead his team to launch a counterattack.

Their auxiliary soul masters quickly used their soul skills to increase their teammates' strength, speed and defense, and the situation on the field became stalemate for a while.

In the audience, cheers rang out one after another, and someone shouted: "Cheng Youcai, kill them!"

However, the Blood Evil Team is ultimately stronger.

Just when Cheng Youcai's team was counterattacking, Xue Wuhen's figure appeared again like a ghost and went straight for the opponent's auxiliary soul master.

The auxiliary soul master was caught off guard, his soul skill was interrupted, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

Without the support of their auxiliary forces, Cheng Youcai's team suddenly fell into a passive position. Although the players tried their best, the gap in soul power levels was as insurmountable as a chasm.

Cheng Youcai gritted his teeth, and the Blood Wolf King roared repeatedly, trying to save the situation, but Xuesha's blood-red sword was like the god of death's scythe, ruthlessly reaping their hopes.

After an incense stick of time, Cheng Youcai's team finally collapsed, and only seven members of the Xuesha team were left standing proudly in the center of the competition venue.

The referee announced loudly: "Blood Evil Team wins!"

The audience burst into deafening cheers. Some were amazed at the strength of the Blood Evil Team, while others sighed over the defeat of Cheng Youcai's Team.

Xue Wuhen stood in the middle of the field, his eyes swept towards Lu Yu in the audience, and a ferocious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You little brats, you dare to come to the fighting spirit field and act wild?"

His words were obviously meant to have a hidden meaning. Not only was he mocking Cheng Youcai's team, he was also hinting at Lu Yu's Thanos team.

Xue Sha also followed Xue Wuhen's gaze, with a trace of contempt in his eyes: "Cheng Youcai and his group of trash are nothing to be afraid of, and Lu Yu's Thanos team is no more than that.

The team that really deserves our attention is the Cyclone Team."

The two smiled at each other and walked off the stage with the arrogance of winners.

In the audience, Lu Yu looked calm, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He was not angry at Xue Wuhen's provocation, but whispered to Wang Sheng beside him: "They will pay the price for their arrogance."

Wang Sheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "Lu Yu, we have to slap them hard in the face in the next round!"

Huang Yuan also sneered: "Blood Evil Team, right? Just wait and see!"

After a short break, the host's loud voice sounded again: "The next game, Team Thanos vs. Team Puppet! This is a battle of revenge!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The audience was talking about it, and some recalled the recent game in which Thanos Team was defeated by Puppet Team. They were completely suppressed and had no power to fight back.

Now that all members of Thanos' team have gone into battle, the outcome of the battle has become a hot topic of discussion.

Someone shook his head: "The Puppet Team is good at control, and the Thanos Team is likely to suffer again."

Some people also refuted: "Lu Yu is not an ordinary guy, he might be able to turn the tables this time!"

In the rest area, the members of Team Thanos were excited.

Wang Sheng clenched his fists, his eyes burning with anger: "Puppet Team, you made us lose so badly last time, I must beat them down this time!"

Huang Yuan also rubbed his hands and grinned, "They are not so lucky today, get ready to eat dust!"

The other team members also expressed their opinions, and their morale was high, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.

Lu Yu looked at everyone, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he clapped his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Everyone, focus and adjust your state.

Soul masters rely on their fists, martial spirits and strength, not just words.

In this battle, we want to make a name for ourselves as Team Thanos and hold our heads high!"

He paused, his eyes swept over each player, and his voice was low but powerful: "Go on the court and show them who is the real king!"

In the noisy fighting arena, the voices of the people were bustling and the heat was rolling, as if even the air was on fire.

In the center of the huge circular arena, a huge soul power screen was suspended, on which the betting ratio numbers of the two teams kept jumping, attracting the attention of countless spectators.

The showdown between Team Thanos and Team Golem has not yet begun, but the atmosphere outside the stadium is already as hot as a volcanic eruption.

In the previous game, Team Thanos was unexpectedly defeated, which gave Team Puppet a chance to turn things around. The betting ratio was gradually adjusted from the initial one to three to one to one and a half, and finally settled at one to one and a half seven amid heated discussions among countless gamblers.

In the audience, there were discussions one after another. Some were optimistic about the potential of Thanos Team, while others thought that the puppet tactics of the Puppet Team were treacherous and unpredictable, and the outcome was unpredictable.

Zhao Wuji walked towards the betting area with swift strides, and the aura of Soul Douluo on his body unconsciously emanated from him, attracting the attention of the gamblers around him.

There was a confident smile on his rugged face, as if he had already seen through the outcome of the game.

The person in charge of the betting office was a thin middle-aged man. When he saw Zhao Wuji coming, a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, and he quickly put on a smile: "Master Zhao, what are you doing..."

Zhao Wuji didn't waste any words. He directly took out eight heavy bags of soul coins from the soul guide and slammed them on the table, causing the table to shake slightly.

"800,000 soul coins, all bet on Team Thanos!"

His voice was low and firm, carrying unquestionable authority.

The person in charge was stunned, and the gamblers around him gasped.

800,000 soul coins, this is not a small amount! What's more, the bet is on the Thanos team that lost the last game! For a moment, the atmosphere at the betting place became weird, and someone whispered: "Zhao Wuji is a soul fighter, he is so optimistic about the Thanos team, could it be that he really has some trump card?"

Someone else sneered, "Humph, Team Thanos lost so badly last time, how can they turn things around this time? I'm afraid Zhao Wuji has made a mistake."

However, with Zhao Wuji's heavy bet, the ratio on the screen changed rapidly, jumping directly from 1:1.8 to 1:1.4.

The audience outside the stadium began to re-examine the game, their originally confident mentality became wavering, and the discussions became more intense.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the stadium was also tense.

On the huge circular arena, the Thanos team led by Lu Yu slowly entered.

He walked in the front, his figure tall and straight, his black robe fluttering slightly in the wind, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was confident about the upcoming battle.

Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and others followed closely behind, fighting spirit burning in everyone's eyes, especially Wang Sheng. He clenched his fists and there seemed to be flames dancing in his eyes. It was obvious that he was brooding over the last defeat and vowed to avenge his previous defeat.

On the other side, the nine-man lineup of the Puppet Team also entered the arena. The leader, Han Gao, was tall and had a stern face. Behind him were seven team members and two puppets that exuded a strange aura.

The two puppets were completely black, with a faint metallic luster at their joints. They moved with a mechanical stiffness, yet revealed an unsettling agility.

Han Gao glanced at the Thanos team opposite him, a sneer of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, little brats, are you here to die again?"

His voice was low and sarcastic, with a hint of condescension.

The other members of the Puppet Team also echoed the sentiment. Someone laughed strangely and said, "Last time, I was just lucky enough to let you hold on for a few minutes. You won't be so lucky this time!"

Some people pointed at Lu Yu and the others and said sarcastically, "How dare a bunch of boys who haven't even grown all their hair come to the fighting arena and act wild?"

These provocative words stabbed at Thanos' team like a knife, and the audience outside the stadium also joined in the booing, with laughter and boos intertwined.

Wang Sheng's face instantly turned red, his eyes burning with anger. He took a step forward, pointed at Han Gao and roared, "You were lucky last time, but this time with Lu Yu here, you guys can just wait to be crushed!"

His voice was full of unwillingness and fighting spirit, causing the audience outside the venue to exclaim.

Xiao Wu also put her hands on her hips, glared at the puppet team, and snorted coldly: "A bunch of cowards who can only hide behind puppets, if you have the guts, don't use those broken things!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything, her cold eyes were fixed on the puppet opposite, and her slender figure exuded an invisible pressure.

Lu Yu seemed unusually calm. He slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over Han Gao and his teammates like a knife, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"A cowardly piece of trash who can only show off his power with his mouth."

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the entire venue, carrying a chill that made people's hearts palpitate. "Strength is the foundation, stop talking nonsense, and let's see who's the winner on the ring."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience outside the venue suddenly exploded. Some cheered loudly, while others sneered. But no matter what, Lu Yu's calmness and confidence made the faces of the Puppet Team members change slightly.

Especially Jia Ming, he stood beside Han Gao, staring at Lu Yu with gloomy eyes. The scene of the narrow victory in the last game emerged in his mind, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This time, Han Gao specially brought two stronger puppets, obviously he came prepared.

The bell for the game finally rang, and the deafening roar echoed throughout the fighting arena, announcing the official start of the battle.

Lu Yu stood at the front of the Thanos team, his eyes calmly scanning the opposite puppet team, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, follow me to attack.

Rongrong, Oscar, you are responsible for the rear support, and the rest of you should protect them."

His voice was low and firm, and every word he said was filled with unquestionable authority.

The teammates quickly entered combat status, and the spirit rings under their feet lit up one after another. The yellow, purple and black lights intertwined, and the spirit power fluctuations swept across the entire field.

The puppet team on the opposite side was not to be outdone. Han Gao snorted coldly, and his soul power suddenly burst out. Four yellow and one purple soul rings bloomed under his feet, and the aura of the Soul Master pressed towards the Thanos team like a tide.