Shrek, boys' dormitory.
For convenience, the two patients were now staying in the same room.
Bang! The door slammed open.
"Damn bitch!"
Dai Mubai clutched his bleeding right arm, furiously kicked open the door, and cursed under his breath.
"Boss Dai, what's wrong?"
Tang San, who had already woken up, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, cultivating his Mysterious Heaven Skill to promote recovery.
He looked much better than Dai Mubai.
Only his head was still a little dizzy.
"It's all because of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, those bitches! And that damn Ye Qiu!"
"Boss Dai, watch your mouth!"
Hearing Xiao Wu's name, Tang San's brows furrowed, and his face already showed a hint of coldness.
"Hehe..."
Seeing his expression, Dai Mubai also sneered.
"Little San, you still don't know, do you? Your beloved Xiao Wu has been following him around! Maybe she's already been defiled by Ye Qiu..."
"Enough! Dai Mubai. Do you believe I'll kill you!"
Tang San roared, interrupting Dai Mubai's taunting words.
His eyes burst with a man-eating cold glare, and his hand was already on the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges beside his bed.
"Tang San, what I said was all..."
Dai Mubai wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Tang San again.
"I understand Xiao Wu, she is definitely not that kind of casual girl!"
"If Boss Dai continues to slander Xiao Wu, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Tang San's words were forceful and sounded genuine.
Looking at Tang San's dark, cold pupils and the spirit power fluctuations gathering on his body.
Dai Mubai just sneered disdainfully, not daring to speak ill of Xiao Wu anymore.
"Alright, I won't comment on your woman, but it's true that she's with Ye Qiu!"
Hearing this, Tang San fell silent.
He lowered his head and raised his hand to touch his eyes.
As if he was experiencing something.
Slowly, a cold smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It was very cold, bone-chillingly cold, making even Dai Mubai feel a chill!
In just a moment, Tang San put away his smile and looked at Dai Mubai with confidence.
"Hehe... Last time, I was just careless. I'm confident I can win Xiao Wu back!"
"Is that so?" Dai Mubai didn't know where Tang San's confidence came from.
"His Spirit Ability seems very strange!"
Dai Mubai had a deep understanding of this.
That terrifying black flame was like a bone-deep poison, impossible to shake off.
It was much stronger than Fatty's evil fire!
If Tang San hadn't decisively saved him, he would have probably turned into a pile of ashes long ago.
"Boss Dai, don't worry, not only will I win Xiao Wu back, but I'll also help you get your revenge!"
Tang San was confident he could do it.
His Hidden Weapons and various cultivation methods were his confidence!
"Hmph! I also want to take my revenge with my own hands! If you need any help, just say the word!"
Dai Mubai didn't ask too much about where Tang San's confidence came from.
He only knew.
The hatred of having one's wife stolen was irreconcilable!
No matter who wanted to deal with Ye Qiu, Dai Mubai would help them out!
"Mm!" Tang San calmly nodded.
Purple aura swirled in his eyes.
That glimmer of light seemed even more dazzling than before.
Feeling his significantly enhanced mental force.
Tang San couldn't help but smile.
"It really is true that you can't build without breaking! Ye Qiu, you just wait for me!"
His gaze looked out the window, as if seeing Ye Qiu's death.
Ye Qiu would never have thought.
That torturing Tang San for three days and three nights in the illusion using Tsukuyomi.
Instead made Tang San's Purple Demon Eye advance further!
Although it hadn't reached the Mustard Seed stage, it had taken a big step forward.
...
Night slowly enveloped them.
Ye Qiu, who had spent the whole day shopping with the three girls, was now taking them to the Soto Battle Arena.
Last night, although he had used his self-created Spirit Ability.
But in that situation, it was far from achieving the effect of training himself and increasing proficiency.
Therefore, for Ye Qiu, Soul Arena was also very necessary.
"Ye Qiu, let's go register our team name first!"
As soon as they entered the Great Spirit Arena's gate, Ning Rongrong eagerly pulled Ye Qiu to form a team.
"Okay, no problem! Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, then you two go in first!"
"Mm, got it, Xiao Qiu!"
Zhu Zhuqing also nodded and followed Xiao Wu inside.
A moment later, the group met up in the waiting room.
"Oh? Zhuqing is on stage so quickly?"
"That's right! Her opponent is a Level 36 Spirit Elder!"
Xiao Wu stood up and came over, taking one of Ye Qiu's arms with Ning Rongrong, then sat back down.
Letting Ye Qiu embrace both, enjoying the bliss of having multiple partners.
Following Xiao Wu's guidance, the opponent's spirit ring didn't even reach the optimal configuration.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't even need to activate her Shadow Spider Lance, and the battle was already nearing its end.
"Everyone! Next, please welcome our Spirit Elder Ye Qiu and Spirit Elder Zhang Tan! Their Spirits are Sharingan and Devouring Wind Beast respectively! Let's give a warm round of applause to invite them onto the stage!"
While watching, Ye Qiu's name was suddenly called on one of the sub-Douluo Arenas.
"Go, Xiao Qiu! Mwah~" Xiao Wu hugged his arm and immediately gave him a kiss.
Ning Rongrong, beside them, followed suit and kissed Ye Qiu's face.
"Mwah~ Miss also cheers you on! It'll be fun if we finish quickly and go on stage together!"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely win!" Ye Qiu's face was brimming with a confident smile as he pinched Ning Rongrong's tender cheek.
"Wait for me here!"
...
Walking through a brightly lit passage, Ye Qiu successfully arrived on the Douluo Arena.
Opposite him was a lean man in his twenties with long hair, slightly sunken cheeks, and a red birthmark on his neck.
"Wow~ Woo~ !"
Ye Qiu's appearance was still very captivating.
The noble ladies, young girls, and aunts in the stands couldn't help but scream.
"Hmph! A bunch of common sluts... infatuated!" Ning Rongrong snorted coldly below the stage, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu without moving.
"Now! Soul Arena begins!"
Without much interaction or preparation, after the host's voice fell, the Soul Arena officially began.
"Spirit! Activate!"
Zhang Tan, on the opposite side, let out a low roar, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared at his feet.
Behind him, a strange beast Ye Qiu had never seen before suddenly appeared.
Its entire body was mustard green, with no fur, only skin.
It had horns on its head, like an ox.
It had a tail behind it, like a dog.
Its four limbs were short and close to its body.
The most eye-catching feature should be its large belly, like a pig.
"Spirit Possession!"
As the words fell, the Devouring Wind Beast slowly merged into Zhang Tan's body.
His skin turned green, horns grew on his head, his mouth became much larger, and his belly swelled high.
In contrast, the commotion on Ye Qiu's side was much smaller.
In his eye pupils, three tomoe spun out, and his eyes turned blood red.
Blue hair and blood-red eyes made him appear somewhat demonic.
Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared at his feet.
"Little brother, be careful!"
Da da da!
Zhang Tan was a Level 37 Spirit Elder, belonging to the attack system.
The Spirit attachment did not significantly increase his speed, and after his body became bloated, he couldn't move quickly either.
Ye Qiu's Three-Tomoe Sharingan was enough to clearly see all his movements, even the flow of spirit power within his body.
Quickly approaching Ye Qiu, Zhang Tan's first spirit ring immediately flashed.
"First Soul Skill, Devour Wind!"
As the words fell, his mouth widened again, and an invisible vortex appeared.
Ye Qiu suddenly felt a strong wind pressure pressing down on him.
Zhang Tan opened his mouth wide, constantly inhaling air into his belly.
Ye Qiu's feet even had a tendency to lift off the ground, and his breathing became somewhat difficult.
Without standing still, a Rasengan appeared in Ye Qiu's hand and flew directly into Zhang Tan's mouth.
Zhang Tan's expression tightened as he noticed the power contained within that small ball of spirit power.
His second spirit ring immediately lit up.
Second Soul Skill, Release Air!
Zhang Tan closed his mouth, and a strong gust of wind suddenly blew out from his navel, with hidden wind blades within it.
The Rasengan was blown away by the wind, and dozens of wind blades attacked Ye Qiu.
"This Spirit is truly unique! Is the First Soul Skill the foundation of the Second Soul Skill?"
A strange look flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes, and he already had a preliminary judgment in his mind.
His footwork created trails of afterimages, his semi-long hair floated elegantly, and his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was captivating.
Pulling back some distance, Ye Qiu immediately exhaled a large fireball, over two meters in diameter, towards Zhang Tan.
Bang!
Zhang Tan turned around, his navel directly facing the fireball Ye Qiu exhaled.
The hurricane and the blazing flames collided, as brilliant as fireworks.
Without pause, Ye Qiu continued to spit out several fireballs, left, center, right!
There was one in every direction.
"Third Soul Skill, Whirlwind Current!"
The horns on his head suddenly glowed and became much larger.
The wind blades still lingering in the air moved towards his ox horns, and the air current enveloped the ox horns.
Some of the air currents formed a protective barrier around him.
The rest transformed into two drill-like air currents, also mixed with shattered wind blades.
With two 'drills' on his head, Zhang Tan charged towards Ye Qiu without hesitation.
Ye Qiu's Great Fireball jutsu disintegrated under his Third Soul Skill.
It even swept up some flames and mixed them in, heading towards Ye Qiu.
Self-created Spirit Ability, Ice Seal!
Ye Qiu held his breath and concentrated, as the extreme cold power from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well within him surged out.
His index and middle fingers were brought together, and an ice-blue, soccer ball-sized sphere appeared at his fingertips.
As Ye Qiu pointed forward, the sphere in his hand suddenly compressed continuously, becoming a thumb-sized ray that shot towards Zhang Tan's head.
Crack!
A slight sound appeared, and the ground beneath Zhang Tan's feet was actually covered with a layer of frost.
The continuously spinning air currents were also invaded by the power of ice, and slowly, Zhang Tan's entire body froze in place.
Like an ice sculpture.
"Is it over?!"
The host's question on stage was also the question of the other spectators.
But Ye Qiu saw it clearly.
Before he could step forward to finish him off, cracks appeared on the ice sculpture.
Whoosh!
The frost on the horns shattered first, followed by other parts of Zhang Tan's body.
The two air currents seemed to have run out of power and dissipated.
"No! It's not, it's not over yet! Spirit Elder Zhang Tan can still continue to fight!"
Seeing Zhang Tan regain his movement, the host fully played his role, stirring up the enthusiasm of the audience outside the arena.
"Hehe... It should be over!"
A strange red glow flashed in Ye Qiu's Sharingan eyes; he saw it very clearly.
Zhang Tan's spirit power circulation trajectory should be for using his First Soul Skill again.
Ye Qiu took a breath and rushed towards Zhang Tan, his Great Fireball jutsu also ready to be launched!
Indeed, seeing Ye Qiu approach, Zhang Tan's first spirit ring immediately flashed.
Luring the enemy in, then delivering a fatal blow.
This was his usual trick!
First Soul Skill, Devour Wind!
Great Fireball Jutsu!
The gentle breeze had just begun to stir, and the fireball grew with the wind!
"Not good! How could this be..." Zhang Tan's heart tightened, and he immediately withdrew his First Soul Skill, seamlessly connecting to his Second Soul Skill.
The fireball was actually much larger than the first one, and its speed towards him also increased rapidly.
Second Soul Skill, Release Air!
Although Zhang Tan moved quickly, the fireball was even faster.
Moreover, his Second Soul Skill, lacking the sufficient charge of the First Soul Skill, became somewhat useless.
Bang!
The Great Fireball hit Zhang Tan directly in the face, emitting an explosive sound.
As he flew several meters away, a smell of burning also wafted over.
"Cough, cough. I surrender!"
Zhang Tan's mouth was overflowing with blood, and his Spirit attachment had been released, leaving his clothes tattered.
"Congratulations to our Spirit Elder, Ye Qiu, for winning this Soul Arena match! Congratulations!"
Ye Qiu smiled, quite satisfied with the effects of these two powers.
Overall, it still depended on how much spirit power was consumed.
Amidst the cheers of the surrounding audience, Ye Qiu left the Douluo Arena.
As soon as he entered the waiting room, Ning Rongrong ran over and threw herself into his arms.
She looked at his mouth curiously, almost prying it open to get a better look.
"Alright! Stop messing around."
He caught her small hand, which 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-Rabbit duo; Xiao Wu and Zhuqing must have gone to participate in the two-on-two Soul Arena match.
"Ye Qiu, I want to sit here!"
"Mm, sit down!"
Hearing his agreement, Ning Rongrong spread her arms.
Ye Qiu smiled and personally picked her up, placing her on his lap.
"Are you satisfied now?"
"I am!" Ning Rongrong smiled prettily, hugging him and leaning against Ye Qiu's chest.
Since she finally had a chance to be alone with him, she naturally had to seize it!
Her fingers traced patterns on Ye Qiu's chest.
Her pretty face turned hot.
She mumbled to herself.
"If I could go a step further, I'd be even more satisfied!"
"You will!"
Ye Qiu held her, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.
"When you're a bit older…"
"Ye Qiu! You… I… Miss will develop sooner or later!"
Ning Rongrong's face turned crimson again, and she clutched her chest, fuming.
She grumbled.
"I've clearly made progress compared to before!"
"Indeed, you have made progress!"
"Ah! Ye Qiu…"
Slap!
Ning Rongrong immediately grabbed Ye Qiu's wandering hand.
Suddenly, she remembered the popular folk methods for breast enhancement, and a struggle flashed in her eyes.
Then she made up her mind.
After all, she would only ever be Ye Qiu's!
…
The two spent some time alone in the waiting room.
Finally, the name 'Qiu Rong Duo' was announced on stage.
"Cough, cough. Alright, it's our turn to go on stage!" Ye Qiu's face was flushed. He withdrew his hand, which was being held, and picked up Ning Rongrong, standing up.
Ning Rongrong was a bit unsteady on her feet at this moment, her fair, rosy cheeks now only red.
"Really! Playing so intensely…" Ye Qiu helplessly wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked.
He used his Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Ability to help her recover.
"I… I was just trying it out… What if it really works?"
With Ye Qiu's help, Ning Rongrong recovered, hugging his arm, full of shyness.
Just now, she had been holding Ye Qiu's hand.
Touching her own conscience.
She had taught Ye Qiu the techniques she knew, hand in hand.
"Anyway, you have to help me in the future! Otherwise, Miss will bite you to death!"
Ning Rongrong suppressed her shyness and grabbed her lover's hand.
Seeing that he didn't answer, she directly picked up his hand and bit him.
"Hiss! What are you doing? I… I agree, alright?" Ye Qiu rolled his eyes at her, a slight blush on his own face.
This kind of chore really made one furious!
"Hmph! If it really succeeds, Miss will definitely reward you well in the future!"
"Heh heh…"
Ye Qiu gave a wry smile.
Indeed, Ning Rongrong's ferocity was as consistent as ever.
As they talked, they had already arrived on the Douluo Arena.
Their opponents, the 'Three Four Duo,' were surprisingly two burly men, Black Three and Black Four.
Black Three, Beast Spirit Iron Palm Bear, an attack system Spirit Elder of thirty-eighth rank.
Black Four, Beast Spirit Iron Hoof Horse, an agility-attack system Spirit Elder of thirty-seventh rank.
"Haha… Brother, our opponents this time are actually two little kids, and one is even a Spirit Grandmaster? Don't they think this is a place for them to play dating games!"
Black Four let out a boisterous laugh, pointing at Ning Rongrong as he spoke to his elder brother, Black Three.
"Alright, Black Four! Although this kid looks delicate, don't underestimate him. I've watched his Soul Arena matches before, and he's still a bit of a threat!"
Black Three, as the elder brother, was more mature and experienced.
"Hmph! Ye Qiu… How dare those two look down on Miss? We'll teach them a good lesson later!"
The voices of the two rough men were naturally loud and they made no attempt to hide anything.
Ning Rongrong, of course, heard them, and her cheeks puffed out.
"Alright, our duo is indeed a bit strange, but once you activate your Spirit, they'll naturally know how powerful you are!"
Ye Qiu squeezed her small hand, comforting her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's see what kind of performance the Qiu Rong Duo, with their Spirit Grandmaster, will put on, despite being vastly outmatched by the Three Four Duo in strength!"
"I announce, this Soul Arena match begins! Everyone, activate your Spirits!"
The host, as usual, highlighted the selling points of the match, igniting the atmosphere of the entire arena.
Amidst the cheers.
Black Three and Black Four activated their Spirits.
From their colors, both had optimal spirit ring configurations: two yellow and one purple.
"Black Four, look!" Black Three, who had just activated his Spirit, suddenly his pupils contracted, reflecting a seven-colored light.
"Damn it! Brother, that little girl is actually a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
Black Four couldn't help but rub his big eyes, a little disbelieving.
The host naturally wouldn't Miss such an opportunity.
"…"
Amidst the cheers of the entire arena.
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, holding a seven-layered, seven-colored small pagoda spinning in her hand.
Two yellow spirit rings spread out beneath her feet.
Standing behind Ye Qiu, she looked at her man's back.
She wasn't afraid at all!
Ye Qiu's eyes also transformed into Sharingan, and beneath his feet were still three disguised spirit rings: two yellow and one purple.
"Black Four, let's deal with that little girl first!"
"Understood, Brother!"
The reputation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda as the number one support Spirit had spread throughout the Spirit Master's 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.
Both his feet and hands transformed into horse hooves, as if iron blocks had been branded onto them.
He slowly hunched over and crouched on the ground.
"Haha… What kind of strange movement is that!" Seeing this, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, Rongrong! Boost!" Ye Qiu's mouth also twitched. Was this some kind of biomimicry technique?
"Understood! Seven Treasures have names: first, strength; second, speed!"
Four streams of light flew out, landing on Ning Rongrong and Ye Qiu respectively.
Ning Rongrong had just finished boosting.
Black Four, already in Spirit attachment, had his first spirit ring light up beneath him.
Immediately, he used both his hands and feet, like a wild horse, charging towards Ning Rongrong behind Ye Qiu.
His speed was so fast that he left trails of afterimages in the air.
First Soul Skill, Human as Phantom Horse!
Ye Qiu reacted immediately. With Ning Rongrong's thirty percent speed boost.
He could also keep up with Black Four's speed.
Just as he was about to attack head-on, a more burly dark figure also assailed Ye Qiu.
"Kid! Your opponent is me, First Soul Skill, Iron Palm Crush!"
Black Three had also undergone Spirit attachment.
His body hair became dense, his arms elongated, and his palms became enormous, like elephant ears, and as hard as iron.
He opened his two iron palms, placing them on either side of Ye Qiu, then slammed them together.
He intended to crush Ye Qiu in his hands!
Sharingan!
Ye Qiu merely glanced at him, a flash of blood-red light.
Black Three's movements froze in place, unmoving.
"Brother!"
Looking at Ye Qiu, who suddenly appeared before him, Black Four was also startled. He turned his head and noticed that Black Three's condition was off.
"Rongrong!"
As Ye Qiu met Black Four, he also called out to Ning Rongrong.
The Rasengan in Ning Rongrong's hand was immediately thrown towards Black Three.
"Second Soul Skill, Horseshoe!"
"Third Soul Skill, Iron Hoof Trample!"
Although Black Four was rough, his battle instincts were quite good.
His second and third spirit rings lit up simultaneously beneath his feet.
His two hands, transformed into horse hooves, performed a throwing motion towards Black Three.
Two horsehoes, formed from spirit power, flew towards Black Three, intercepting the Rasengan thrown by Ning Rongrong.
Ye Qiu's hand took on a profound jade color, and he punched towards Black Four.
Black Four's four hooves slightly bent, then he leaped high in place, dodging Ye Qiu's attack.
Then, in mid-air, he gathered spirit power into a giant horse hoof, enveloping Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu!" Although she knew he probably wouldn't get hurt, Ning Rongrong still couldn't help but worry.
Bang!
As dust rose everywhere.
Black Three finally broke free from the control.
After clearly seeing the situation on the Douluo Arena, he immediately reacted.
"Second Soul Skill, Savage Bear Palm Print!"
A bear palm pushed forward, and the spirit power attached to it detached from the palm.
A two-meter-long giant bear palm condensed in the air, flying towards Ning Rongrong.
Amaterasu!
Zhu Zhuqing's Third Soul Skill, Hell Decapitation!
Ye Qiu, who had dodged the attack using Divine Might Space, released the Spirit Ability he had long since replicated and stored using Amaterasu.
In the void before him, a crescent-shaped sharp blade suddenly appeared.
It quickly sliced towards Ning Rongrong.
It collided with the giant bear palm, and still had residual power, continuing to attack Black Three.
Black Three activated his Second Soul Skill once more, only then shattering the Hell Decapitation.
Second Soul Skill, Horseshoe!
Black Four's Spirit Ability also attacked Ning Rongrong again.
Ye Qiu's eyes widened.
He directly used Divine Might Space to transfer the thrown horseshoe into the Divine Might Space.
Then he spit out several Great Fireballs, covering himself.
"Rongrong! Retreat!"
Whoosh! Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Ye Qiu quickly returned to Ning Rongrong's front, leading her to retreat.
They created distance from the Black Three and Black Four brothers.
"Ye Qiu, we can't retreat anymore!"
Although puzzled, Ning Rongrong still trusted him, retreating all the way to the edge.
"Mm! Then I can play freely!"
Ye Qiu chuckled.
Ending a Spirit Elder-level Soul Arena match was naturally very simple for Ye Qiu.
It was just a matter of widening his eyes once or twice.
But in that case, Ning Rongrong would have no sense of experience!
But when you're accompanying a girl, you should act like it!
He wanted to win beautifully!
"Kid! You have nowhere left to retreat!"
Black Three and Black Four had just dodged or blown up all the fireballs Ye Qiu spat out, and they continued to chase after Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong.
"Heh heh…"
Ye Qiu smiled triumphantly.
Clap!
He clapped his hands together forcefully, intertwining his fingers, and placed them before his chest.
"Fire Release: Blast Dance!"
He let out a loud, chuunibyou-like cry.
Then
His eyes activated Sharingan, and flames spewed from his mouth!
The flames Ye Qiu spat out transformed into a man-eating vortex, constantly expanding and sweeping towards Black Three and Black Four.
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