Seeing Yu Tianheng's delayed response, Yu Xiaogang assumed he was simply too excited to speak. He patted Yu Tianheng's shoulder and confidently declared, "Tianheng, I plan to personally train the Royal Fighting Team. Under my tutelage, you can become stronger and even master Martial Soul Fusion Techniques!"
He then clasped his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing, as if he could already see the adoring looks on the Royal Fighting Team members' faces.
'Martial Soul Fusion Techniques!'
This was a skill countless Soul Masters dreamed of; practically no one could resist such a temptation.
However, the team members weren't fooled by his rhetoric. Instead, they looked at him strangely, their eyes filled with scrutiny and skepticism.
Although this man was Yu Tianheng's uncle, he showed no particular talent whatsoever, he was far inferior to Teacher Lin Mu.
Flender and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, completely unprepared for Yu Xiaogang's words.
To try and seize control of the Royal Fighting Team on their very first meeting was far too blatant.
Just then, Yu Feng walked up to Yu Tianheng, looked Yu Xiaogang up and down, and said with a hint of mockery, "Since you want to teach us, may I ask what your Soul Power rank is?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly stiffened. His Soul Power level was undoubtedly his Achilles' heel, so he could only feign composure.
"Guiding cultivation relies on a deep understanding of the Martial Soul, not on the level of Soul Power. As a master of theory, no one understands Martial Soul theory better than me."
Upon hearing this, Yu Feng and the others were completely speechless. Clearly, his Soul Power was too low to admit, yet he made it sound so impressive.
Seeing this, Yu Tianheng quickly explained, "Although my uncle's Soul Power isn't high, he is indeed a renowned master of soul theory."
"With my uncle's abilities, he could easily serve as a team leader's assistant like Teacher Qin, which would undoubtedly be a great help to the team."
He put it conservatively, ostensibly offering the role of an assistant. In reality, he was suggesting his uncle handle miscellaneous tasks. In his view, being able to do odd jobs for Teacher Lin Mu was already a rare opportunity. If he could get a few pills out of it, he'd be rolling in money.
However, Yu Xiaogang's ambition went far beyond that.
He straightened his face and said firmly, "Tianheng, I need absolute authority. Only in this way can we guarantee a significant improvement in your strength. As the Captain, you'll definitely support your uncle, right?"
Yu Tianheng opened his mouth but couldn't speak.
What could he say? Could he tell his uncle that he himself was in dire straits and could be stripped of his captaincy at any moment?
After this period of training, his captaincy was already a mere formality; he was no longer the undisputed core of the team. On the surface, he was still the Captain, but in reality, he was just a main attacker.
Just as Yu Tianheng was struggling to explain, a majestic voice, imbued with invisible soul power fluctuations, came from somewhere in the room.
"Gangzi, I never expected you to try and take my position."
Hearing that incredibly familiar voice, Yu Xiaogang and Flender trembled with fear, their minds going blank.
Only then did they realize...
'Lin Mu was the leader of the Royal Fighting Team!'
No wonder Qin Ming was so respectful; it all made sense now.
A powerful aura enveloped the entire rest room as Lin Mu suddenly appeared before Yu Xiaogang. His speed was so fast that even Flender and Zhao Wuji couldn't react.
Under the influence of this aura, everyone's breath caught in their throats. Their legs trembled uncontrollably, and those with lower cultivation levels immediately collapsed.
Those with Soul Power below Level 30 all knelt on the ground, with Yu Xiaogang practically sprawled on the floor.
Lying there like a dead dog under everyone's gaze filled him with utter humiliation.
Lin Mu ignored the others, looking down at Yu Xiaogang with a mockingly understanding expression. "Gangzi, since you want the leader's position, how about I give you a chance to challenge me?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang nearly wet himself in fear.
Forget about a challenge, the suffocating pressure alone was almost killing him.
At this moment, Flender, suppressing his fear, quickly stepped forward. He bowed deeply to Lin Mu and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, this is all a misunderstanding. We really didn't know you were the leader of the Royal Fighting Team. Xiaogang didn't mean to offend you. We'll leave now!"
"Since you're already here, why rush to leave?"
Lin Mu's tone was unquestionable. Since these guys had come to his doorstep, there was no reason to let them go so easily.
Hearing this, Flender was startled and could only look to Qin Ming for help.
Seeing this, Qin Ming quickly walked up to Lin Mu, looking at him with doubt and anxiety. "Teacher Lin Mu, is there some misunderstanding here? Dean Flender and the others are my..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mu interrupted him directly.
"From this moment on, you are unilaterally dismissed from your position as assistant team leader. You have no further connection with the Royal Fighting Team."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was dumbfounded.
Qin Ming was completely stunned, his face full of disbelief and confusion. He had never expected this day to come.
Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others were equally incredulous. Although they had fully accepted Lin Mu as their team leader, Qin Ming was, after all, their former leader and teacher, and they had known each other for far longer than Lin Mu.
Moreover, Qin Ming had volunteered to serve as the assistant, arranging all the competition matters in advance, demonstrating his utmost responsibility.
They never expected Lin Mu to be so ruthless.
Flender's pupils dilated. 'Could it be that I implicated Qin Ming, causing him to lose such a good job?'
Several seconds passed before Qin Ming came to his senses, asking with a hint of bewilderment, "Teacher Lin Mu, why?"
Seeing his expression, Lin Mu remained unmoved.
"There's only one reason."
"Disloyalty, dereliction of duty, and delaying team training."
"Is this reason sufficient?"
Hearing this explanation, Qin Ming was struck dumb, suddenly realizing what had happened.
He had left the team without permission yesterday, not returning all night, and hadn't reported the team competition situation to Lin Mu in a timely manner, this was indeed dereliction of duty.
But to kick him out of the team for a single oversight seemed unreasonable.
Seeing Qin Ming's distraught state, Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan tried to speak up to comfort him, but Lin Mu interrupted them coldly.
"Anyone with a problem can leave with him."
Hearing this, the two immediately swallowed their words. They didn't want to leave the Royal Fighting Team; their recent improvement was equivalent to one or two years of standard training.
Compared to Lin Mu's training, Qin Ming's methods were rather poor, almost like babysitting with minimal results.
Flender, not wanting Qin Ming to lose his job, hurriedly said, "This is our fault, not Qin Ming's. We're willing to compensate you. Any amount is fine."
Although he was penniless, for the sake of his former best student, he wasn't afraid to risk robbing a few more nobles if necessary.
"Do you even have the right to speak here?" Lin Mu said coldly.
He had considered keeping Qin Ming, but he decided against it. After all, in Qin Ming's heart, Shrek Academy always came first.
Rather than waiting to be betrayed later, it was better to kick him out of the Royal Fighting Team now.
Seeing that Lin Mu left no room for maneuver, Flender felt a pang of guilt. His gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang, who was still sprawled on the ground, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.