《Winter Sovereign》Chapter 65: Who to watch out for
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"The value of life is truly great. Furthermore, the Founder has also expressed that he does not wish that any of the heroes of this generation be lost for the sake of a mere tournament."
Everyone present except Serra nodded.
That little boy? I suppose that's natural... He's truly matured.
Serra thought to himself.
"That aside, let's discuss the various teams that are a threat to us. We can't aim for the highest point. There are several teams who are truly monstrous and are beyond our abilities."
Everyone present nodded heavily.
They know their abilities and their limits well.
It would be foolish to push themselves.
"At our best... We might be able to achieve victory up to rank 10 if we persevere. For that goal, we need to know our enemies well."
Luisa grabbed a few crystals.
"These crystals hold the images of the top 10 teams. We're aiming for only one of them. As for the rest, it's best for us to simply forfeit the moment we encounter them."
Aies raised her hand.
"Eh? Isn't that too cowardly? Shouldn't we put up a bit of a fight?"
"It's not that simple. Furthermore, we would just be wasting away our strength should we fight. It's better to forfeit and save our strength for the battles that actually count."
Lilia said.
"Sigh... Fine."
Aies reluctantly agreed.
"First is the Steel Fist Temple. They're a team that consists of four males. One female serving as the captain and three reserves. The reserves as first-rate fighters and the five main team members are considered the best fighters of their team. All five of them are skilled in physical attacks and possess bodies as tough as steel. It's better to forfeit against them."
"Wait. Even the female captain? She's probably an ogre..."
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Seileen spoke.
"Er... Not really. Here."
Luisa activated a crystal and showed seven muscular guys as well as one tanned yet voluptuous figure.
"Eh!?"
Aies, Seileen and Serra stared in shock.
"She's considered the strongest among them."
Luisa said.
"As for her personality?"
Serra asked.
"According to intel... She's like a big sister figure."
"Oh."
Silence spread.
"A flower blooming in a rugged dessert among the weeds..."
Lilia spoke.
...
"Moving on."
Luisa coughed.
"Then, here's another team. Burning Heaven Sect."
The crystal revealed three males and two females. The men were quite handsome and arrogant while the woman were just as fiery as their figures. They all wore red robes with a sun emblem.
"The captain is the man in the middle of the three."
"I see..."
Luisa then explained their abilities.
After finishing, they began reading about the other 9 teams they should avoid.
They listed down their members, appearances and their names.
After finishing, they then began to look at the list of enemies they'll need to fight.
They're their opponents. They can't avoid them and will need to face them.
Thus, they paid great attention to them.
"According to my intel... To get to 10th place, we'll need to face the other 41 teams. But there are only 13 teams we need to watch out for."
Luisa announced.
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