Shrek Academy, Boys' Dormitory.
For convenience, the two patients are now sharing a room.
Bang! A loud crash echoed through the room.
"Damn bitch!"
Dai Mubai, clutching his bleeding right arm, angrily kicked open the door, cursing under his breath.
"Boss Dai, what's wrong?"
Tang San, already awake, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, cultivating his Xuan Tian Gong to aid his recovery.
His complexion looked much better than Dai Mubai's,
though his head was still a little dizzy.
"It's all because of those bitches Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu! And that damned Ye Qiu!"
"Boss Dai, watch your mouth!"
Hearing Xiao Wu's name, Tang San frowned, his face turning cold.
"Heh heh."
Seeing his expression, Dai Mubai sneered.
"Little San, you don't know, do you? Your beloved Xiao Wu has been following her around like a shadow! She might already be under Ye Qiu's nose."
"Enough! Dai Mubai, do you believe I'll kill you?!"
Tang San roared, interrupting Dai Mubai's accusatory words.
A chilling glint flashed in his eyes, and his hand was already on the "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon" scroll beside his bed.
"Tang San, what I said is all..."
Dai Mubai wanted to say something more, but was interrupted again by Tang San.
"I know Xiao Wu, she's definitely not that kind of girl!"
"If Boss Dai continues to slander Xiao Wu, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Tang San's words were firm and unwavering.
Looking at Tang San's dark, cold pupils and the surging soul power emanating from his body,
Dai Mubai only gave a disdainful sneer, not daring to speak ill of Xiao Wu anymore.
"Alright, I won't comment much on your woman, but it's true she's with Ye Qiu!"
Hearing this, Tang San fell silent.
He lowered his head, raising his hand to touch his eyes,
as if trying to understand something.
Slowly, a cold smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
It was very cold, a bone-chilling cold that made Dai Mubai feel a chill!
Before long, Tang San's smile vanished, and he looked at Dai Mubai confidently.
"Hehe... Last time was just a momentary lapse in judgment. I'm confident I can get Xiao Wu back!"
"Is that so?" Dai Mubai didn't know where Tang San's confidence came from.
"His soul skill seems very strange!"
Dai Mubai had experienced this firsthand.
That terrifying black flame was like a poison that clung to the bone, impossible to escape.
It was far stronger than Fatty's evil fire!
If Tang San hadn't decisively saved him, he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.
"Don't worry, Boss Dai, I will not only get Xiao Wu back, but I will also avenge you!"
Tang San was confident he could do it.
His hidden weapons and various martial arts techniques were his source of confidence!
"Hmph! I want to avenge my grudge myself! If you need any help, just say the word!"
Dai Mubai didn't ask Tang San where his confidence came from.
He only knew that
the hatred of having one's wife stolen was irreconcilable!
No matter who wanted to mess with Ye Qiu, Dai Mubai would stand up for him!
"Hmm!" Tang San nodded calmly.
Purple aura appeared in his eyes.
That light seemed even more dazzling than before.
Feeling his mental strength increase considerably,
Tang San couldn't help but smile.
"Truly, nothing lasts forever! Ye Qiu, you just wait!"
His gaze turned to the window, as if he could see Ye Qiu's death.
Ye Qiu would never have imagined that
his use of Tsukuyomi to torment Tang San in the illusion for three days and three nights
would actually bring Tang San's Purple Demon Eye one step closer!
Although it hadn't reached the Mustard Seed stage yet, it had taken a big step forward.
...
Night slowly descended.
Ye Qiu, who had spent the entire day shopping with the three girls, was leading them to the Soto Grand Arena.
Although he had used his self-created soul skill last night
, it wasn't nearly enough to train him or increase his proficiency.
Therefore, a soul battle was still very necessary for Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, let's register our team name first!"
As soon as they entered the arena, Ning Rongrong eagerly pulled Ye Qiu to form a team.
"Okay, no problem! Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, you two go in first!"
"Okay, Xiao Qiu!"
Zhu Zhu Qing nodded and followed Xiao Wu inside.
Soon, the group met in the waiting room.
"Huh? Zhu Qing's going on stage so soon?"
"Yeah! Her opponent is a level 36 Soul Master!"
Xiao Wu stood up to greet them, taking one arm from Ning Rongrong, then sat down again,
allowing Ye Qiu to enjoy the best of both worlds.
Following Xiao Wu's gaze, it became clear that the opponent's spirit rings weren't even in optimal proportion.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't even need to activate the Shadow Spider Spear; the battle was already nearing its end.
"Everyone! Next up, please welcome our Spirit Master Ye Qiu and Spirit Master Zhang Tan! Their spirits are the Sharingan and the Wind Devouring Beast, respectively! Let's give them a warm round of applause!"
As they watched, Ye Qiu's name was suddenly called from one of the sub-battle stages.
"Go, Xiao Qiu! *kiss*" Xiao Wu hugged his arm and immediately gave him a sweet kiss.
Ning Rongrong, standing nearby, followed suit and planted a kiss on Ye Qiu's cheek.
"Hehe~ I'm cheering you on too! It'll be more fun if we finish early and go on stage together!"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely win!" Ye Qiu smiled confidently and pinched Ning Rongrong's soft cheek.
"Wait for me here!"
...
After walking through a brightly lit passage, Ye Qiu arrived smoothly at the Soul Battle Stage.
Opposite him was a lean man in his early twenties with long hair, slightly sunken cheeks, and a red birthmark on his neck.
"Wow~ Woo~!"
Ye Qiu's appearance was quite enviable.
The ladies, girls, and aunties in the stands couldn't help but scream.
"Hmph! A bunch of vulgar beauties and infatuated girls!" Ning Rongrong snorted coldly from below the stage, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu.
"Now! The Soul Battle begins!"
Without much communication or preparation, the Soul Battle officially began after the host's voice fell.
"Martial Soul! Activate!"
Zhang Tan shouted in a low voice, and three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared under his feet.
A strange beast that Ye Qiu had never seen before appeared behind him.
Its entire body was a mustard green, with no fur, only skin.
It had horns on its head, resembling a cow.
It had a tail, like a dog.
Its limbs were short and close to its body.
Most striking was its large belly, like a pig.
"Soul Possession!"
As the words fell, the Wind-Swallowing Beast slowly merged into Zhang Tan's body.
His skin turned green, horns grew on his head, his mouth enlarged considerably, and his belly swelled high.
In contrast, Ye Qiu's movements were much less noticeable.
Three tomoe swirled within his pupils, his eyes turning blood-red.
Blue hair and blood-red eyes gave him an eerie appearance.
Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared beneath his feet.
"Little brother, be careful!"
*Tap tap tap!
* Zhang Tan was a level 37 Soul Master, belonging to the offensive type.
The addition of his Martial Soul didn't significantly increase his speed, and with his body becoming bloated, his speed was even slower.
Ye Qiu's three-tomoe Sharingan was enough to see all his movements, even the flow of his soul power.
Approaching Ye Qiu rapidly, Zhang Tan's first spirit ring flashed.
"First Spirit Skill, Wind Devouring!"
As he spoke, his mouth widened again, forming an invisible vortex.
Ye Qiu suddenly felt a powerful wind pressure bearing down on him.
Zhang Tan opened his mouth wide, inhaling deeply.
Ye Qiu's steps seemed to lift off the ground, and his breathing became difficult.
Without remaining still, Ye Qiu conjured a Rasengan and launched it directly into Zhang Tan's mouth.
Zhang Tan's expression hardened, realizing the power contained within that small ball of spirit energy.
His second spirit ring lit up.
Second Spirit Skill, Exhaustion!
Zhang Tan closed his mouth, and a gust of wind suddenly blew out from his navel, concealing wind blades within.
The Rasengan was blown away, and dozens of wind blades attacked Ye Qiu.
"This spirit is truly peculiar! Is the first spirit skill the foundation of the second?"
A strange light flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes; he had already formed a preliminary judgment.
His footsteps left trails of afterimages, his half-long hair flowing, his ghostly movements captivating.
He created distance, then unleashed a fireball over two meters in diameter, hurtling towards Zhang Tan.
*Boom!*
Zhang Tan spun around, his navel directly facing Ye Qiu's fireball.
A hurricane and flames collided, a dazzling spectacle like fireworks.
Without pausing, Ye Qiu continued to unleash several more fireballs—left, center, right!
One in every direction.
"Third Soul Skill, Whirlwind Aura!"
His horns suddenly glowed, growing larger.
The remaining wind blades in the air rushed towards his horns, the aura enveloping them.
Some of the aura formed a protective barrier.
The rest transformed into two drill-like vortexes, still containing shattered wind blades.
With these two 'drills' amplified, Zhang Tan charged relentlessly towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu's powerful fireball crumbled under his third soul skill.
Even a few flames were mixed in, aiming at Ye Qiu.
Self-created Soul Skill, Ice Seal!
Ye Qiu held his breath, the extreme cold power from the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire within his body surging forth.
His index and middle fingers were brought together, and a small, ice-blue sphere, about the size of a soccer ball, appeared at the tip.
As Ye Qiu pointed forward, the sphere in his hand suddenly compressed, becoming a ray the size of a thumb, shooting towards Zhang Tan's head.
Crack!
A few sounds rang out, and the ground beneath Zhang Tan's feet was actually covered in a layer of frost.
The constantly rotating vortex was also invaded by the icy power, and slowly, Zhang Tan froze in place,
like an ice sculpture.
"Is it over?!"
The host on the stage asked, as did the other audience members.
But Ye Qiu saw everything clearly.
Before he could even finish him off, cracks appeared in the ice sculpture.
Whoosh!
The frost on the horns shattered first, followed by the rest of Zhang Tan's body.
The two cyclones seemed to have exhausted their power and dissipated.
"No! It's not over yet! Soul Master Zhang Tan can still fight!"
Seeing Zhang Tan regain his mobility, the host fully utilized his influence, stirring up the enthusiasm of the audience.
"Heh... It should be over!"
A strange red light flashed in Ye Qiu's Sharingan; he saw it clearly.
The trajectory of Zhang Tan's soul power meant he was about to use his first soul skill again.
Ye Qiu took a breath and charged towards Zhang Tan, his Great Fireball Technique ready to be unleashed!
Sure enough, seeing Ye Qiu approach, Zhang Tan's first spirit ring flashed.
Pulling the enemy in, then delivering a fatal blow—
this was his usual tactic!
First Spirit Skill, Wind Devouring!
A powerful fireball technique!
A gentle breeze stirred his hair, and the fireball swelled in the wind!
"Not good! How could this be?" Zhang Tan's heart tightened, and he immediately withdrew his first spirit skill, seamlessly switching to his second.
The fireball was significantly larger than the first, and its speed towards him had increased dramatically.
Second Spirit Skill, Depletion!
Although Zhang Tan moved quickly, the fireball was even faster.
Moreover, his second spirit skill lacked the sufficient power of his first, making it somewhat ineffective.
Bang!
The powerful fireball struck Zhang Tan squarely in the face, producing a loud explosion.
As it flew several meters away, a burnt smell wafted through the air.
"Cough cough... I surrender!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Zhang Tan's mouth. Having already dispelled his spirit possession, his clothes were tattered.
"Congratulations to our Soul Master Ye Qiu for winning this Soul Battle! Congratulations!"
Ye Qiu smiled, quite satisfied with the effects of the two powers.
Ultimately, it depends on how much soul power was consumed.
Amidst the cheers of the surrounding audience, Ye Qiu left the Soul Arena.
"Ye Qiu! You're amazing! By the way, when did you learn to breathe fire?"
As soon as they entered the waiting room, Ning Rongrong ran over and threw herself into his arms.
She stared curiously at his mouth, almost prying it open to examine it closely.
"Alright! Stop fooling around."
He grabbed her little hand that was constantly poking his cheek and led her back to her seat.
The other two girls were no longer there.
When he returned, he had already heard the name of the Cat and Rabbit duo; Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing must have gone to participate in the two-on-two Soul Arena.
"Ye Qiu, I want to sit here!"
"Okay, sit down!"
Hearing his agreement, Ning Rongrong opened her arms.
Ye Qiu smiled, personally picked her up, and placed her on his lap.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied!" Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, hugging him and leaning against Ye Qiu's chest.
She finally had a chance to be alone, so of course she wanted to make the most of it!
Her fingers traced patterns on Ye Qiu's chest.
Her pretty face flushed.
She muttered to herself,
"If it could go a little further, I'd be even more satisfied!"
"It will!"
Ye Qiu hugged her and slowly lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
"When you're older..."
"Ye Qiu! You...I...this young lady will develop sooner or later!"
Ning Rongrong's face flushed red again, and she clutched her chest in anger.
She muttered,
"You've clearly improved compared to before!"
"You have indeed improved!"
"Ah! Ye Qiu."
*Slap!*
Ning Rongrong grabbed Ye Qiu's groping hand.
Suddenly, she remembered the popular breast enhancement methods, and a struggle flashed in her eyes.
Then she made up her mind.
Anyway, she would only belong to Ye Qiu!
...
The two were alone in the waiting room for a while.
Finally, the name 'Qiu Rong Duo' was announced on stage.
"Ahem...Alright, it's our turn to go on stage!" Ye Qiu's face was red, and he withdrew his hand from hers, picking Ning Rongrong up and standing up.
Ning Rongrong was almost unable to stand, her fair and rosy cheeks now only red.
"Really! You went too far." Ye Qiu sighed and pulled her closer, his arm around her waist.
He used the Blue Silver Emperor's soul skill to heal her.
"I... I was just trying it out. Maybe it'll really work?"
With Ye Qiu's help, Ning Rongrong, now recovered, hugged his arm, blushing shyly.
She had been holding Ye Qiu's hand the whole time.
Honestly, she
had taught him all the techniques she knew .
"You have to help me from now on! Otherwise, I'll bite you to death!"
Ning Rongrong suppressed her shyness and grabbed her lover's hand.
Seeing that he didn't answer, she took his hand and bit it.
"Ouch! What are you doing? I... I promise you, okay?" Ye Qiu rolled his eyes at her, his own face slightly red.
This kind of task was infuriating!
"Hmph! If it really works, I'll definitely reward you handsomely from now on!"
"Hehe."
Ye Qiu smiled wryly.
Sure enough, Ning Rongrong's fierceness was as strong as ever.
The two arrived at the Soul Battle Platform while talking.
Their opponents, the "Three-Four Duo," were actually two burly men, Black Three and Black Four.
Black Three possessed the Beast Soul Iron Palm Bear, a level 38 Soul Master of the Power Attack type. Black Four possessed
the Beast Soul Iron Hoof Horse, a level 37 Soul Master of the Agility Attack type.
"Haha... Big brother, this time our opponents are actually two little kids and a Great Soul Master? Don't think this is a place for them to play love games!"
Black Four laughed gruffly, pointing at Ning Rongrong and saying to his older brother, Black Three.
"Alright, Black Four! Although this kid looks delicate, don't underestimate him. I've seen his Soul Battle before, and he's still a bit of a threat!" Black
Three, as the older brother, was more mature and experienced.
"Hmph! Ye Qiu... those two dare to look down on this young lady! We'll teach them a lesson later!"
The two rough men's voices were already loud, and they didn't try to hide anything.
Ning Rongrong naturally heard them too, and her cheeks puffed out.
"Alright, our combination is indeed a bit strange, but once you activate your Martial Soul, they'll naturally know how powerful you are!"
Ye Qiu squeezed her little hand, comforting her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's see how the Qiu Rong combination, which is far weaker than the Three and Four combination and possesses the power of a Great Soul Master, performs!"
"I hereby declare the Martial Soul Battle open! Everyone, activate your Martial Souls!"
The host, as usual, introduced the selling point of the Martial Soul Battle, igniting the atmosphere of the entire audience.
Amid cheers,
Hei San and Hei Si activated their Martial Souls.
Judging from the colors, both of them had the best Soul Ring ratio, two yellow and one purple.
"Hei Si, look!" Hei San's pupils shrank suddenly upon activating his Martial Soul, his eyes reflecting a seven-colored light.
"Damn! Big brother, that little girl is actually a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
Hei Si couldn't help but rub his big eyes, somewhat incredulous.
The host, of course, wouldn't let such an opportunity pass.
"..."
Amid cheers from the entire audience,
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, holding a spinning seven-story seven-colored pagoda in her hands.
Two yellow spirit rings spread out from beneath her feet.
Standing behind Ye Qiu, looking at her man's back,
she showed absolutely no fear!
Ye Qiu's eyes also transformed into Sharingan, and his feet still displayed the disguised two yellow and one purple spirit rings.
"Black Four, let's deal with that little girl first!"
"Understood, Big Brother!"
The reputation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's number one support spread throughout the entire spirit master world.
Black Three naturally knew what to do.
Black Four responded, and the Iron Hoof Horse behind him merged into his body.
Black fur grew on his body.
His feet and hands transformed into horse hooves, as if iron blocks were branded onto them.
He slowly arched his body and lay down on the ground.
"Haha. What a strange movement!" Seeing this, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, Rongrong! Amplify!" Ye Qiu's lips twitched. Was this some kind of bionic technique?
"Understood! The Seven Treasures are famous for their strength and speed!"
Four streams of light flew out, landing on Ning Rongrong and Ye Qiu respectively.
Ning Rongrong had just completed the amplification.
Black Four, who had already possessed his spirit, lit up his first spirit ring.
Immediately, using both hands and feet, he charged towards Ning Rongrong behind Ye Qiu like a wild horse.
His speed was so fast that he left afterimages in the air.
First Soul Skill, Man Like a Phantom Horse!
Ye Qiu reacted instantly, thanks to Ning Rongrong's 30% speed boost.
He could keep up with Hei Si's speed.
Just as he was about to attack head-on, an even more robust black shadow attacked Ye Qiu.
"Boy! Your opponent is me, First Soul Skill, Iron Palm Killing!"
Hei San had also undergone Martial Soul Possession.
His body hair grew thicker, his arms longer, and his hands became enormous, like elephant ears, and as hard as iron.
His two iron palms opened, placed on either side of Ye Qiu, and then suddenly closed.
He intended to kill Ye Qiu in his palms!
Sharingan!
Ye Qiu merely glanced at him, a flash of blood-red light.
Hei San's movements froze on the spot, completely still.
"Big Brother!"
Hei Si was startled to see Ye Qiu suddenly appear before him. Turning his head, he noticed that Hei San's condition was off.
"Rongrong!"
Ye Qiu greeted Ning Rongrong as he approached Hei Si.
Ning Rongrong immediately threw the Rasengan at Hei San.
"Second Soul Skill, Horseshoe!"
"Third Soul Skill, Iron Hoof Stomp!"
Although Hei Si was rough, his combat instincts were quite good.
His second and third soul rings lit up simultaneously.
His hands, transformed into horseshoes, made a throwing motion towards Hei San.
Two horseshoes formed from soul power flew towards Hei San, intercepting the Rasengan thrown by Ning Rongrong. A black
jade color appeared in Ye Qiu's hand, and he punched Hei Si.
Hei Si slightly bent his hooves, then leaped high into the air, dodging Ye Qiu's attack.
Then, in the air, he gathered his soul power into a giant horseshoe, enveloping Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu!" Although she knew he shouldn't be injured, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but worry.
*Boom!*
As dust billowed,
Hei San finally broke free of control.
Seeing the situation on the Soul Arena, he immediately reacted.
"Second Soul Skill, Savage Bear Handprint!"
A bear paw pushed forward, the attached soul power detaching from the hand.
It condensed into a two-meter-long bear paw in the air, flying towards Ning Rongrong.
Heavenly Harvest Sun Fate!
Zhu Zhuqing's third soul skill, Netherworld Slash!
Ye Qiu, who had dodged the attack using divine might, released his soul skill, which he had long ago replicated and stored using Heavenly Harvest Sun Fate.
A crescent-shaped blade suddenly appeared in the void before him,
slicing rapidly towards Ning Rongrong.
It collided with the bear paw, still retaining some power, and continued to attack Hei San.
Hei San activated his second soul skill again, finally shattering the Netherworld Slash.
Second Soul Skill, Horseshoe!
Hei Si's soul skill also attacked Ning Rongrong once more.
Ye Qiu's eyes widened.
With a single divine power, he transferred the horseshoe he had thrown into his divine power space.
Then, he spat out several powerful fireballs to cover himself.
"Rongrong! Back off!"
Whoosh! Ghostly Appearance.
Ye Qiu quickly returned to Ning Rongrong's side and led her backward.
They created distance between themselves and the Black Three and Black Four brothers.
"Ye Qiu, we can't retreat anymore!"
Although doubtful, Ning Rongrong still trusted him and retreated to the edge.
"Hmm! Then I can play freely!"
Ye Qiu chuckled.
Ending a Soul Master level battle was naturally very simple for Ye Qiu.
It was just a matter of glaring or blinking.
But this way, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have any experience!
But when you're carrying a girl, you should act like you're carrying a girl!
You should win beautifully!
"Kids! You have nowhere to retreat!"
Black Three and Black Four had just dodged or destroyed all the large fireballs Ye Qiu spat out and continued to chase after Ye Qiu and his companion.
"Hehe."
Ye Qiu smiled smugly.
Snap!
He clapped his hands together forcefully, interlocking his fingers, and placed them in front of his chest.
"Fire Release: Explosive Wind Dance!"
he shouted in a loud, melodramatic voice.
Immediately,
his eyes activated their divine power, and flames surged from his mouth!
The flames Ye Qiu exhaled transformed into a man-eating vortex, continuously expanding and sweeping towards Hei San and Hei Si. (
End of Chapter)