Ye Qiu, carrying Qian Renxue on his back, smiled confidently.
"Since you think I'm not destined for this, then let's save all this for the final battle."
With that,
Ye Qiu downed his tea in one gulp, turning to look at Qian Renxue.
He calmly said, "Now...at least, we're still good friends, aren't we?"
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth.
Good friends?!
In this situation, could they still be called good friends?
Except for the last thing, the final step, she had done almost everything she could ask Ye Qiu to do.
Although it was her own fault.
She hadn't resisted the temptation, hadn't withstood the poison called love.
Qian Renxue angrily cursed,
"You bastard, do you think you can just let this go like this?"
"Xue'er, what can I do?"
Ye Qiu smiled helplessly; he couldn't let go of these things now.
Qian Renxue sneered.
"Fine, you're very good! I'll settle this score with you later!"
Even if she couldn't bear to kill him,
she would still teach Ye Qiu a lesson, beat him so badly he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for seven days, or even three!
Thinking of this,
Qian Renxue remembered something else.
The clothes Xue Ke was carrying when she left today—why shouldn't Qian Renxue have that embroidery on the chest
?!
What those women had, she had to have too. And it had to be the most special, the best.
Thinking it, she acted.
Under Ye Qiu's gaze
, Qian Renxue walked up to him, hugged his waist, and bit his shoulder.
"Hiss!"
Ye Qiu's brows furrowed.
Qian Renxue bit hard, hugged tightly, without holding back.
Ye Qiu came to his senses, hugged her back, gently nibbling at her snowy neck.
Qian Renxue's eyes flickered.
Shyness flashed in her eyes, her neck turned pink, and her breathing became rapid.
She persisted
until she tasted a slightly metallic sweetness in her mouth before finally relenting.
Looking at Ye Qiu's bleeding shoulder,
she felt a pang of heartache, but also a surge of satisfaction and a hint of pleasure.
Her pretty pink face and deep golden eyes shimmered.
She pursed her lips.
"Hmph! This scar won't disappear until the end of the competition. I'll examine it!"
This was her mark, Qian Renxue's mark.
The joy on Qian Renxue's face didn't last long before she felt a chill on her right shoulder.
Her face flushed crimson.
She couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
She stopped, but Ye Qiu continued to provoke her.
Qian Renxue realized her situation was dire. Her robes were half-undone, her long skirt falling down, revealing her delicate right collarbone, her snow-white shoulder, and the layers of her bodice.
"If you... if you continue, I'll have to take action,"
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth.
Her body trembled slightly as she watched Ye Qiu cradle her delicate body, his head buried in his
work . Qian Renxue's body involuntarily arched slightly.
She sensed her only two points of interest being taken into Ye Qiu's mouth, a little moisture seeping through her bodice.
His hot breath made Qian Renxue's heart pound
.
Just as she was about to react, Ye Qiu lifted her up and placed her directly on the stone table, pressing her down beneath him.
Ye Qiu raised his head, holding Qian Renxue close, their foreheads touching, and said softly,
"No problem, I've remembered this. If I accidentally lose it, you can bite me."
With that,
he captured Qian Renxue's cherry lips.
After a long while, Qian Renxue's entire right shoulder and half her body were exposed to the air.
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Gritting her teeth in resentment, she lay down on the stone table and straightened her clothes.
Unlike when she was in front of Ye Qiu,
her face no longer held that coldness; instead, it held a hint of resentment.
"Bastard!"
"You never even bother to tidy up after playing around!"
Qian Renxue quickly went into her boudoir.
She was going to the Great Soul Arena today to participate in the Soul Master Competition as a VIP.
...
The third day of the Soul Master Competition. Ye
Qiu and the others were finally facing their second battle.
They had no interest in watching yesterday's battle; after all, their strength in this preliminary round meant they didn't even need to analyze any tactics.
From today onwards, fourteen matches would be held every day in the Soul Arena.
Seeing the arrival of Shi Lanba Academy, the team members from other academies cast many glances. The one
who received the most attention was undoubtedly Bai Chenxiang, who had displayed formidable strength.
Demonstrating strength was indeed the best way to prove oneself.
Their record of ending the battle in one minute had made all the academies pay attention to them, intentionally or unintentionally.
They followed the staff to the rest area.
They had just entered the Great Soul Arena when...
Xue Ke, seated in the VIP section, saw them enter. After speaking to Emperor Xue Ye, she quickly ran towards the Blue Tyrant Academy's rest area. Inside
the rest area,
Ye Qiu turned to Liu Erlong and asked, "Erlong, which team are our opponents today?"
Although none of the women were there to watch the match,
Liu Erlong still sent teachers from the academy, such as Yin Shu, to monitor the schedule.
At the very least, she wanted to know who their opponents were.
Liu Erlong, who was beside him, was prepared.
She smiled and said, "Husband, this opponent is quite interesting. Have you heard of the Elephant Armor Sect?"
"The Elephant Armor Sect?"
Ning Rongrong, who was teasing Xiao Lan with candied hawthorns, looked surprised.
She introduced the sect to the other sisters and Ye Qiu.
"I know this sect. Among the four lower sects, it ranks third. If our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the strongest support sect, then the Elephant Armor Sect is the strongest defensive sect."
The Elephant Armor Sect's ancestral martial soul is called the Diamond Mammoth, a super martial soul with extremely high defensive power, whose characteristics are mainly reflected in strength and defense. With
martial souls of the same level, almost no soul master could break through their defenses.
If the Elephant Armor Sect hadn't lacked a Title Douluo, their ranking wouldn't be just sixth among the seven major sects.
Even so, the Elephant Armor Sect Master, an 87th-level Soul Douluo, could withstand some non-attacking Title Douluos with his formidable defense. This
demonstrates the power of his martial soul!
Liu Erlong nodded slightly.
"Yes, Rongrong is right. Your opponents this time are from the Elephant Armor Academy, founded by the Elephant Armor Sect. All seven of their participants are direct descendants of the Elephant Armor Sect."
"Their strength is quite good. Three of them have reached the Soul Master realm, and the other four are close to level 40. They are the new generation of elites of the Elephant Armor Sect."
Ye Qiu stroked his chin. If he remembered correctly,
the Elephant Armor Sect's captain seemed to be the sect master's grandson; he even possessed a head soul bone. He
nodded in satisfaction.
"This opponent is finally a bit tougher."
"Xiao Qiu, can we have a few more people go up and fight?"
Xiao Wu was already quite impatient.
Ye Qiu shook his head helplessly. Actually, he didn't really want Xiao Wu to fight this time.
Against defensive Soul Masters, Xiao Wu's Soul Skills weren't very effective.