Chapter 184: A Quick and Decisive Battle

Sun Buyu, however, was somewhat worried: "This kind of fast-attack tactic is very easy to execute, but also easy to counter."

"The match between the Xiangjia Team and the Shrek Team used this very tactic. If they hadn't suddenly 'seen the light,' I fear they would have been forced into a passive position in subsequent matches."

The most critical point is that this tactic is usually used by strong teams against weak teams.

After all, if you charge at your opponent head-on and your individual strength is inferior, how is that any different from throwing your life away?

Wu Qi countered with a question, "Do you think the Shrek Team considers themselves a weak team?"

The Shrek Team has maintained an undefeated record since the start of the tournament; calling them a weak team is certainly unrealistic.

Wu Qi asked again: "Since they don't think they are the weaker party, and they have the experience of neutralizing this tactic, the Shrek Team would never predict before the match that we would use this tactic."

Sun Buyu murmured: "Indeed, they wouldn't think of it."

Everyone agreed with Wu Qi's words.

But the record set by the Shrek Team is fifty seconds; to break the record, how much would they need to improve?

After all, forty-nine seconds and thirty seconds are two different concepts.

In thirty seconds, I fear the Shrek Team wouldn't even have their formation set up.

"After the match starts, first pretend to set up our formation, making them think we want to have a proper team Spirit Fighting match. Once the referee announces the start of the match, everyone activate your martial soul at top speed and follow me to charge into their formation."

The next day's matches were very intense, with many teams that had grudges against each other clashing, so much so that every match lasted a long time.

The Preliminary Tournament is one round per day, and matches scheduled later in the day must be finished even if it reaches late at night; it is impossible to drag them to the next day.

Today, they waited until the end of the Hai hour before it was the turn of the Qibao Team and the Shrek Team to compete.

For this contest between two undefeated teams, even though it was already late at night outside, many people still remained to watch.

It is worth mentioning that for this match, Tang San did not let Tailong play.

Strictly speaking, the Qibao Team only has Qiangu Changkong and Huo Wushuang as front-liners; if Tailong played, Shrek would be a three-front-liner team.

And since Wu Qi and Feng Xiaotian are both Agility Attack System Spirit Masters, Ma Hongjun's role in this match is greater than Tailong's.

Having learned from the last lesson, this time Ma Hongjun did not eat before the match and kept his stomach empty.

They didn't eat much at noon either, and by this time, they were already starving.

Looking at the Qibao Team, their lunch was delayed by two hours, and they ate a bit more, so they could still hold out.

Under the introduction of the emcee, both teams took the stage at the same time.

Seeing that it was Wu Qi who took the stage instead of Feng Xiaotian, the corners of Tang San's mouth could not help but reveal a smile.

Yu Xiaogang, standing under the arena, also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was truly afraid that Tang San would be stubborn and go head-to-head with the Qibao Team led by Feng Xiaotian.

Since it was that good-for-nothing Wu Qi, he felt at ease.

Before the match started, Dai Mubai took the lead in throwing out harsh words: "Qibao Team, today we will let you taste the flavor of Waterloo."

Unexpectedly, Wu Qi seemed to be in a good mood today; facing his provocation, he only nodded slightly without saying a word.

Such a situation made even Dai Mubai lose his confidence.

Was the Qibao Team truly confident in their own strength, or did they know they were no match and were just giving up?

He glanced at Tang San, who pressed his hand down and whispered: "Mu Bai, say less. Everyone hasn't eaten; save your energy for the upcoming matches."

He seemed to guess that Wu Qi just wanted to consume their energy by not fighting back or arguing, effectively wasting the fuel in their stomachs.

"I believe everyone knows that the Qibao Team and the Shrek Team have been undefeated since the start of the tournament."

"So, in today's match, will the Qibao Team maintain their winning streak, or will the Shrek Team emerge as a dark horse? Let us wait and see."

As the emcee's voice fell, the referee immediately announced: "Please have the team members prepare; the match will begin in one minute."

Under Wu Qi's instruction, the members of the Qibao Team set up their formation, attempting to have a real team Spirit Fighting match with the Shrek Team.

Seeing this, Tang San breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He was truly afraid that the Qibao Team would once again turn a team Spirit Fighting match into a one-on-one Spirit Fighting match.

After all, when it comes to individual strength, they were still a bit shaky.

In the high seats, Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "A standard offensive and defensive formation; it seems Xiao Wu intends to use team coordination."

Gu Rong said irritably: "This kid is as cunning as a monkey. In previous matches, he basically relied on individual strength to win, with no highlights at all. I hope this match will be more exciting."

Complaining aside, he knew that "those who are good at fighting have no glorious battle achievements."

With a massive lead in strength, there is no need to reveal tactics against ordinary opponents.

The one-minute preparation time was about to end; Wu Qi closed his eyes and focused, sensing the changes in the surrounding airflow.

When the referee is about to blow the whistle, there will be an inhalation motion that disturbs the airflow around them.

This moment was clearly captured by him.

The instant the whistle blew, he activated his martial soul almost exactly on time.

The eyes of the others on the Qibao Team were fixed on him; seeing him make a move, the rest also activated their martial souls at the first opportunity.

"Did they jump the whistle?"

Some spectators were still debating this.

But Douluo Dalu has no high-frame-rate cameras, let alone cameras at all; how could one reconstruct what just happened?

For a referee, in cases that could be called either way, they generally choose not to call it to avoid sparking intense controversy.

The Qibao Team's rapid activation of their martial souls only proves their quick reaction.

In a normal team Spirit Fighting match, after activating their martial souls, both sides would circle the formation to conduct the first round of probing, attempting to find the opponent's weak points.

Precisely because of this, on the Shrek Team's side, only Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai activated their martial souls first; the others were still observing the situation, saving soul power for the right moment.

By the time they reacted, Wu Qi had already arrived before them.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Wind Whirl Dragon Body!"

With the soul skill activated, Wu Qi's speed was unimaginably fast, and the wake stirred up behind him knocked the caught-off-guard Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng to the ground.

Tang San was greatly alarmed, "Not good, they want to end this quickly!"

He reacted, shooting out Blue Silver Grass from a very tricky angle, hoping to delay Wu Qi's offensive pace.

Zhou Yun, in the rear, felt a shock: "The captain was right, Tang San's control techniques are indeed tricky."

But.

Striking first has the advantage of the first move, while striking later has the response of the later move.

The Thorn Demon Vine martial soul rose from the ground, intertwining with the Blue Silver Grass and twisting into a tangled mess.

With the Blue Silver Grass obstructed, Wu Qi's figure could no longer be stopped.

The moment the Third Soul Skill was activated, five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black—lit up beneath his feet.

"Third Soul Skill, Storm Surge!"

Flapping his wings, he whipped up gusts of strong wind, and caught off guard, everyone on the Shrek Team was swept up by the storm.

(End of chapter)