The pink glow wrapped around Abao's consciousness like invisible threads.
Already dizzy and disoriented, Abao suddenly saw the scene before him transform as if countless fairies in sheer veils were dancing gracefully before him.
These fairies gently beckoned to him, throwing his mind into chaos and causing the Soul Power within him to become disordered.
"Hehe... so... so beautiful..."
Abao giggled foolishly, his hands waving aimlessly in the air as if trying to grasp those illusory figures, while his feet stumbled forward.
He was standing at the edge of the arena, and this staggering immediately caused him to lose his balance.
With a dull "thud," Abao's massive body toppled over the arena's edge and fell straight onto the cushion below, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Without even a grunt, his eyes rolled back and he completely lost consciousness, a foolish smile still hanging at the corner of his mouth.
On the arena, Xiao Wu withdrew the pink glow from her eyes, patted her small hands, and looked playfully at the unconscious Abao below, sticking out her tongue:
"Done!"
The stands first fell silent, then erupted with thunderous cheers and laughter.
No one had expected that the Raging Bull with his four consecutive victories would ultimately fall to such a "gentle" Spirit Ability.
"This Spirit Ability is incredible! It can actually bewitch the opponent directly!"
"Miss Xiao Wu is too amazing! So agile and full of surprises!"
"Abao looks so funny unconscious, probably having some sweet dream..."
Host Dou Dou's voice, filled with barely concealed laughter, rang clearly across the venue:
"Raging Bull Abao has fallen from the arena unconscious and has lost combat ability! The winner of this Soul Duel is now evident!"
She paused, then raised her hand and swung it down forcefully, her tone full of excitement:
"Let's give our warmest applause to congratulate—Supple Bone Enchanting Rabbit Xiao Wu for achieving her first victory at Soto Soul Duel Arena!"
The spotlight instantly focused on that pink figure on the arena. Xiao Wu straightened her back, playfully bowed to the surrounding stands, her smile brighter than sunlight.
The audience below immediately erupted with mountain-like cheers and whistles. Those who had been cheering for Abao moments ago were now completely won over by this agile and clever young girl.
"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!"
"Well done, Supple Bone Enchanting Rabbit!"
"What a beautiful first victory!"
Tang San stood below the arena, watching Xiao Wu receiving the cheers, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, a gratified smile gracing his lips.
Xue Na and Ning Rongrong were also clapping vigorously in the crowd, while even Zhu Zhuqing's typically cool face showed a rare, faint smile.
Xiao Wu bounced cheerfully down from the arena and was immediately pulled aside by Tang San as soon as she reached the bottom. He looked her over carefully and asked softly:
"Not hurt, are you?"
"Not at all, not at all!"
Xiao Wu shook her head and proudly held up the Points Token she had just received.
"Xiao San, look, I won! And there's a subsidy of five Gold Soul Coins too!"
Looking into her sparkling eyes, Tang San sighed with helpless affection and ruffled her hair:
"I know you're amazing."
In the distance, the broadcast sounded again, announcing the names for the next Soul Duel. The battles belonging to Shrek Academy were still continuing.
The next match for Shrek Academy featured Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San, though it wasn't a duel between the two of them.
Zhu Zhuqing was on Arena Eight, her opponent also an Agility Attack Soul Master.
Tang San was on Arena Four, his opponent a Power Attack Soul Master.
Su Yu stood below the stage, watching Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San head toward Arenas Eight and Four respectively, a faint smile unconsciously curling at the corners of his mouth.
According to his original memories, this Soul Duel should have been an internal match between Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing. Unexpectedly, not only were their opponents changed, but even the arenas were separated.
Clearly, his arrival was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples in the original plot trajectory.
His gaze turned to Arena Eight, where the host for this Soul Duel was a middle-aged man with a booming voice. Holding a sound amplification Soul Guiding Device, he announced clearly:
"Dear audience, the first Soul Duel on Arena Eight begins now!"
He paused, raising his hand to gesture toward both sides: "Both participants in this match are newcomers!"
"Let's first welcome our first contestant, Gale Demon Wolf—Mr. Zhang San! Give him a round of applause!"
From the right passage, a man in black outerwear walked out slowly. He was tall and lean, with eyes as sharp as a wolf's.
Reaching the center of the arena, his Soul Power stirred faintly around him, accompanied by subtle wolf howls, clearly confident in his Martial Soul.
"Next, please welcome his opponent, Netherworld Cat—Miss Zhu Zhuqing!"
From the shadows of the left passage, Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward. Her form-fitting black leather outfit accentuated her perfect figure.
The moment Zhu Zhuqing appeared, whistles erupted from the audience below.
"This little girl's figure is way too good—how is it so developed beyond standard!"
"She does look a bit young for her age, but I like this type!"
"Little sister, go for it! I believe you can win!"
"You're all so shallow—it's just a couple pounds of flesh! Step on me, mommy, I'm your dog!"
...
Zhu Zhuqing remained unaffected by these comments. She walked onto the arena and stood firmly, gazing at the man before her.
Seeing this, the host smiled and raised a hand to quiet the noise: "Both are Agility Attack newcomers!"
"Who will be faster—Gale Demon Wolf or Netherworld Cat? Let's wait and see!"
Zhang San was the first to act, his Martial Soul, Gale Demon Wolf, directly manifesting.
A gray-black wolf shadow materialized behind him, with pointed ears and taut limb muscles, as two yellow Soul Rings rose.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed slightly. As her Soul Power circulated, the Netherworld Cat phantom behind her grew clearer.
Its black fur shimmered with a dark purple luster, and her pupils contracted slightly, turning vertical.
Two yellow Soul Rings similarly rose from her feet, her aura more restrained than Zhang San's yet far more dangerous.
"First Spirit Ability: Wolf Soul!"
Zhang San shouted lowly, the Gale Demon Wolf phantom behind him emitting a sharp howl.
Pale cyan light instantly enveloped his entire body, his speed suddenly increasing severalfold as he lunged at Zhu Zhuqing like a cyan lightning bolt.
His hands transformed into sharp wolf claws, aiming straight for Zhu Zhuqing's chest—a vicious, merciless move.
This cunning attack drew gasps from the stands. A flash of anger crossed Zhu Zhuqing's face, her eyes turning even colder.
The Netherworld Cat phantom behind her sharply licked its claws, its gleaming sharp claws seeming to foretell the impending counterattack.
"Second Spirit Ability: Nether Hundred Claws!"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was cold as ice, the second Soul Ring around her suddenly blazing bright.
Instead of retreating, she advanced, her figure gliding sideways like a phantom by half a step, just evading the wolf claw's sharp edge.
Simultaneously, her hands transformed into pitch-black cat claws, wreathed in dense ghostly light, as she struck several times toward Zhang San's flank.
Each blow was swift as lightning, the claw winds weaving into an impenetrable web of dark shadows.
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