Negotiation

The presence or absence of Little Fatty in the Spirit Control Space makes all the difference. Today, Qin Ming traveled lightly and moved with ease.

Even when he clearly still had energy left, some people were already struggling to keep up.

His breathing was heavy, his steps were sluggish, and he could barely move his legs; he was clearly about to fall behind.

Considering that he was most likely the one who triggered this small-scale beast tide, Qin Ming felt somewhat uneasy.

He slowed down and waited until the last person, who was almost falling behind and barely alive, caught up with him, then kindly cheered him on.

"Go for it, run!"

no effect.

"Someone just made a bet with me to see who would drag me down. Hey, Chengfeng, who do you think it is?"

"you……!"

"Stop, steady your breathing!"

Qin Ming quickly made a large pause gesture.

Chengfeng couldn't catch his breath and rolled his eyes several times.

While Qin Ming was worried that he might faint from exhaustion, Cheng Feng's pace quickened noticeably, and he gritted his teeth and charged forward.

Well done! That's the magic of language!

He saved a young man from going astray, and although he didn't receive a single word of thanks, Qin Ming felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Kedavi, use water cannons to block the road!"

The water gun, now vastly different from what it used to be, carved a long trench in the ground.

Psyduck created a small stream, which made it quite difficult for the Silver Striped Ants that were chasing it from behind.

Seeing the ant colony's rhythm clearly disrupted and some choosing to detour, Qin Ming nodded.

He calmly caught up with the crowd, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.

Unfortunately, the potential that can be unleashed in a short period of time is ultimately limited, especially for Chengfeng who doesn't have the protagonist's halo.

When he fell behind again, even Qin Ming's provocations were no longer very effective.

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Then…

Should we leave him behind to give back to nature?

Such a fine young man, he doesn't deserve to commit such a crime!

The group had already run quite a distance, and the beast horde chasing them and trying to surround them was no longer the relatively simple ant-like soldiers they had encountered at the beginning.

Large beasts of unknown origin were mixed in, and multiple military branches from the sea, land, and air combined, making it impossible for Qin Ming and his group to escape.

In their panic and confusion, the group clearly lost their way.

Even if Qin Ming wanted to use the same trick again and set up another obstacle, it would certainly not be very effective.

"Running around like this isn't a solution," Qin Ming stated bluntly, pointing out the current situation.

"Phew... Well... what do you think we should do?" Zhao Yue agreed with Qin Ming's opinion, but she couldn't think of any other solutions, so she was the first to respond.

"So... many... beasts, we... stop... we... can't beat them..." Cheng Yun looked back, his eyes filled with despair.

It seems like we're missing one person to speak?

Qin Ming turned around and looked—

Chengfeng's body was still running, but his soul seemed to be drifting outside. His overall state didn't seem like he could join the discussion or offer advice.

Fine, his opinion probably isn't important anyway...

"I have an idea. Since there's no hope of continuing like this, I might as well give it a try, even if it's a last resort."

"…OK!"

Chengfeng, who seemed to have snapped out of his daze, responded enthusiastically.

"Alright!" Zhaoyue and Chengyun were indeed too tired to run anymore.

"Cough, cough cough"

Qin Ming first cleared his throat, then calmly and without changing his expression, faced the mixed army of jungle-style spirit beasts behind him.

"You spirit beasts have been chasing us for a long time. It would be beneath our dignity to gang up on us with numbers."

"How about each side selects a few representatives to decide the winner one-on-one?"

After hearing this, the spirit beasts stopped in their tracks, unsure of what to do, and began to whisper among themselves.

However, the spirit beasts who were forced to work overtime and preferred nighttime activities clearly did not agree with this idea.

They pressed closer, lowering their upper bodies and adopting a hunting stance, seemingly waiting for Qin Ming and his group to reveal a weakness.

"If you want to continue the pursuit, we will continue to flee, and we don't know how long this drags on."

"A few fights would be much more efficient and decisive. And the winner will get a treat!"

Qin Ming looked at the army of spirit beasts who were divided on their opinions and began to negotiate skillfully.

"Coo coo coo~"

"Aww~"

"Hmph hmph~"

"Gah~"

The spirit beast army reached a preliminary consensus, and with the help of Keda's translation, Qin Ming was able to understand it.

"You're saying you want a series of matches, not one-on-one?"

"There has to be a limit to the number of spirit beasts that can participate in this gauntlet battle, how many are you going to send?"

"Hmph hmph~ Gah~"

"Twenty? That won't do. We've only used three spirit beasts so far, you only have a maximum of four slots!"

"Three against 15 won't work. You can only have a maximum of six. Any more than that, and we won't accept it!"

"Coo coo coo~ Gah~"

"3 against 9? Okay, deal!"

After some haggling, just before the spirit beast army was about to riot again, Qin Ming wisely accepted the offer.

"Let's discuss our choices of participating beasts and their order of appearance. The battle will begin in 10 minutes."

The spirit beast army kept its word and gave Qin Ming and the others a place to catch their breath.

"My Flaming Crane hasn't fully recovered yet, so your estimate of three combatants for our side is a bit of a stretch."

Although everyone was taken aback by Qin Ming's quick wit and negotiation skills, they still understood the requirements of the gauntlet battle.

"Yes, it's a pity that Zhaoyue's Flame-Crowned Crane hasn't recovered yet. It's really difficult for just the two of us brothers to deal with nine spirit beasts!"

Despite saying that, Cheng Yun and Cheng Feng were already eager to get started and began warming up.

?

? ?

A flood of questions arose in Qin Ming's mind.

Is it possible that the three combat forces I calculated never included the Flame-Crowned Crane from the beginning?

Even you two are just there to make up the numbers, to watch the show, believe it or not?

Please don't add so much drama without my permission, okay?

"I'll lead the charge!"

Qin Ming rolled up his sleeves and volunteered.

He, who is usually low-key, rarely wanted to show off his skills, so he did a nine-game winning streak, sweeping the entire field, and proving himself.

"We appreciate your kindness, but he's so adorable, how can you bear to let him play?"

This makes it sound like Qin Ming has no humanity...

"The wisdom of a Spirit Master is also a kind of strength. You have already shown your strength, and I will no longer say that you are holding us back!" Cheng Feng said, patting Qin Ming on the shoulder with utmost sincerity.

"..."

"Alright, you guys go first."

Qin Ming was a little tired. He didn't want to waste his limited time on unclear explanations. He could always just cover for himself later.

Looking at the Cheng Yun and Cheng Feng brothers, with their somewhat resolute and unyielding spirit, Qin Ming estimated that they had some strength, but not enough to command respect.

So the real show is still going to be between me and Keda!

Right, Keda?

"Gah~"

So, what is Huo Lin doing now?

Looking at the chaotic army of spirit beasts before me, I wonder if they will eventually retreat as promised.

Qin Ming, who disliked trouble, genuinely missed Huo Lin.