Chapter 100: I've Never Seen Someone So Shameless in My Life!
"Boom!"
After Dai Lingyu's embarrassing surrender, even before the fight truly began, Shen Yi—who was leading the Shrek delegation—was barely keeping her composure.
Did you not even think about resisting?!
You're the disciple of Yun Ming, the continent's number one—how can you just bow out like that?
Shen Yi rubbed her temples, dark lines forming on her forehead.
Thankfully, she hadn't publicly announced Dai Lingyu's identity before the match. Otherwise, the shame would have fallen not just on Shrek Academy but also on the Sea God Pavilion's Master himself.
If this girl hadn't been the Star Luo Empire's royal princess, Shen Yi would've punished her on the spot for humiliating Shrek. Just losing was fine—but surrendering without a fight?!
A disgrace!
Shrek's honor!
Die before surrender!
Even the legendary "Iceberg God" Wu Zhangkong couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity.
This… this was too much. He had never seen a Shrek student like that.
She didn't seem like one of them at all.
"Brother, you laughed?"
Shen Yi's eyes lit up. She had caught the impossible—a smile on the face of her cold, stoic senior brother.
At that moment, all thoughts of Shrek's honor evaporated. Nothing—absolutely nothing—was more important than seeing her brother smile again.
She gazed at him dazedly, her heart melting.
Wu Zhangkong: "..."
"You're imagining things."
Meanwhile, on the stage, Wu Siduo grit her teeth, a mix of humiliation and frustration boiling inside.
Why? Why did her will to resist vanish in front of this man?
Why did she feel the urge to submit—to bow down?
She forced herself to look up at him. "You—what did you do to me?"
Jiang Chen blinked. "Hey, careful with your words, little lady. I didn't do anything to you—it's called bloodline suppression. Ever heard of it?"
After all, a White Tiger must bow its head before the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. It was basic biology.
"Damn it!"
Her eyes sharpened. "Then I have no choice—I have to use that."
Defeat she could accept. But not like this—not without even a proper fight.
Unwillingness surged through her.
Up in the stands, Wu Zhangkong couldn't help murmuring in appreciation. "Truly the disciple of the Sea God Pavilion's master—already at five rings."
Shen Yi, however, scoffed. "Listen to yourself. And what about your students? Two of them have hundred-thousand-year soul rings! How do you even explain that?"
Wu Zhangkong sighed. "I'm just a nominal teacher. They never needed instruction from me—those three belong to the Spirit Pagoda, not Shrek. As for those red rings…"
He gave a wry smile. "How could I know? If not for facing Shrek, they might never have revealed them at all."
He had no idea that all of it was really just for show.
Shen Yi frowned but commented softly, "Even so, that boy Jiang Chen completely counters your two prodigies."
Wu Zhangkong nodded. He didn't know much about the boy, but he'd heard enough—child of the Huo Family and the legendary million-year spirit ancestor, born with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial soul.
The Evil-Eyed White Tiger might have divine pedigree, but there were levels even among god-tier souls.
And right now, the difference was clear—she was being completely suppressed.
Still, Shen Yi persisted. "Suppressed or not, it's not over yet. This could turn."
"Oh?" Wu Zhangkong's brow arched. "You're expecting something?"
"Just watch, brother."
On the stage, Wu Siduo stared up fiercely at Jiang Chen.
"You forced me to this!"
"Nether White Tiger!"
A stunned murmur swept through the spectators.
The "genius of a century," they had called her—and it wasn't just her twin martial souls that made her special.
This was beyond a fusion technique. It was something only she could do—a self-fusion of twin martial souls!
It was like carrying an eternal pair of booster engines inside her. Constant, perfect resonance—her cultivation speed always at fusion level. True unity of mind and spirit.
No two souls—just one extraordinary being.
As her two powers merged, the black of the Nether Cat blended with the golden brilliance of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger.
Dark-gold light burst from within her, radiating through her body. The white fur along her arms and legs turned crystalline, glimmering like spun glass.
One leap—and her figure vanished, replaced by a giant five-meter phantom tiger, half-translucent and blazing with energy.
"I am the Nether White Tiger!"
With a deafening roar, the beast lunged forward, slashing at Jiang Chen.
He sidestepped, smirking. "If she were a little smaller, she'd actually be cute. Would've made a great companion for the Spirit-Soul Tournament, too."
Dodging swiftly, he couldn't help admiring her technique. A martial soul self-fusion—now that was impressive.
As he observed her movements, his gaze lingered on the crown of her head—right where a pair of white ears flicked with each breath.
So he opened his wings, shooting straight upward.
The Nether White Tiger mirrored him instinctively, the two soaring over the arena in a dance of shadow and light.
"…Does this count as leaving the ring?" a referee whispered, sweating.
Technically, matches were meant to stay in the arena. Exiting it meant disqualification—but who could've predicted flight at this level?
Well, the rules hadn't explicitly banned aerial combat, and with the entire stadium on its feet cheering, no one dared call it.
Thousands of eyes followed their dazzling chase across the sky.
"Damn it! Stop running!" Wu Siduo hissed. She couldn't maintain this form long; self-fusion consumed her stamina faster than she could replenish it.
"Fine. I'll stop."
Catching her timing, Jiang Chen suddenly tore the air open in front of him.
He stepped through space, reappearing instantly above the tiger's back.
Then his arms wrapped tightly around her neck.
Finally! He'd always wanted to try being a dragon knight—but Ditian would never let him, and Gu Yue? She'd probably kill him for even suggesting it.
Well… a tiger knight would do!
"You—! Get off me!!"
Clinging firmly, Jiang Chen laughed as the massive tiger twisted and bucked through the air.
The crowd went wild. Thousands erupted in applause and frantic shouting as Jiang Chen rode the beast like a victorious hero.
No matter how she struggled, Wu Siduo couldn't shake him.
Her face turned bright red with fury.
"You… you shameless, despicable—!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" Jiang Chen called cheerfully.
Finally, her fusion time ran out. The white tiger's form flickered, then melted away.
Wu Siduo landed back on the stage, pale and trembling, barely able to stand.
Yet when she managed to lift her head, her voice was full of righteous indignation.
"I have never seen someone so utterly shameless!"
(END CHAPTER)
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