Chapter 39: I Am Very Angry Now
Lin Yang sat to the side, watching silently.
Although this rabbit had many flaws, she had one very admirable trait: she never ran away from trouble.
Even when she was being beaten the most miserably before, she never thought of playing dirty or begging for mercy.
Just like now, even though she knew she had to face two Great Soul Masters alone, she didn't say anything about giving up.
Even if there would be danger!
Before long, the announcer's voice came from the direction of the arena.
"Two-on-two match six, the 'Ghost Blade Rabbit' duo versus the 'Tiger Leopard' duo..."
When the two appeared on the arena, their opponents were already standing on the stage—two young men in their twenties.
One was broad-shouldered and sturdy like a tiger, while the other was lean and tall.
But the temperament they exuded was identical: a coldness tinged with brutality, an indifference toward life.
Even facing two opponents who appeared to be children, there wasn't a trace of contempt or pity in their eyes.
From their team name, it wasn't hard to guess that both possessed Beast Spirits—one a tiger-type Martial Soul and the other a leopard-type Martial Soul.
Both were among the more powerful types of combat-oriented Beast Spirits.
"Don't forget what I said, this... isn't a game," Lin Yang's voice rang out from the side, flat and calm, yet carrying a certain profound meaning.
"The two of them... I'll leave them to you."
After saying that, Lin Yang turned and jumped straight off the arena under the stunned gazes of the crowd.
The audience stands immediately erupted into chaos.
"What does this mean? Throwing the match?"
"F*ck, this is rigged."
Even a flash of surprise crossed the faces of the Tiger Leopard duo opposite her, but it was soon replaced by a sense of calm.
No matter the reason for the opponent's reduction in numbers, for them, it was an opportunity.
An opportunity for victory!
Amidst the chaotic discussions all around, this special one-on-two Spirit Battle officially began.
The Tiger Leopard Brothers let out low beastly roars almost simultaneously.
As their Soul Power surged, two glows—one orange and one yellow—instantly erupted from their bodies.
Accompanied by the external release of Soul Power, thick beast-like fur rapidly emerged on their skin, and their physical forms began to change.
The tall and sturdy youth, Cheng Hu, was covered in orange-yellow fur with black stripes distributed across it, his aura fierce and overbearing.
The other, Golden Leopard, was brownish-yellow all over, covered in dark circular spots shaped like copper coins. His eyes were sharp as knives, and he crouched low, poised to strike at any moment.
Their Martial Souls were now obvious: a Fierce Tiger and a Money Leopard.
At the same time, two yellow hundred-year spirit rings pulsed up and down around each of them.
One attack system, one agility-attack system, plus the optimal soul ring configuration.
The combination of these two Martial Souls was a perfect match; their offensive and defensive rhythm could cover almost any situation.
Xiao Wu also completed her Spirit Possession, but the solitary yellow soul ring on her body looked exceptionally thin and fragile at this moment.
"How is there only one ring?"
The audience in the stands was instantly dumbfounded.
Whether in numbers or soul rings, she couldn't compare to the Tiger Leopard Brothers at all. How the hell was she supposed to play this?
Most of the audience sympathized with the weak, so they subconsciously broke into a cold sweat for Xiao Wu.
The moment Spirit Possession was complete, the Tiger Leopard Brothers exchanged a tacit glance. Without needing words, their figures dashed out simultaneously.
Cheng Hu let out a deafening roar as his first hundred-year spirit ring lit up.
The muscles in his arms bulged once more, and with a tyrannical aura, he crushed down directly toward Xiao Wu.
At the same time, Golden Leopard also unleashed his First Soul Skill.
His form suddenly blurred, turning into an afterimage that streaked along the ground at extreme speed, attacking like lightning from the side.
One from the front, one from the side; one brute force, one rapid speed.
Anyone familiar with the Tiger Leopard duo knew that this was a combined attack technique the two brothers had honed for years.
Though far inferior to a Spirit Fusion Skill, their years of cooperation had long since made them perfectly synchronized.
Countless duos had been defeated by their combined attack technique.
Exclamations of alarm rose from the audience stands.
Anyone could see that the little girl was currently in a desperate situation.
And given the Tiger Leopard Brothers' past methods, they wouldn't show mercy just because their opponent was a girl.
Right then, Xiao Wu finally moved.
She didn't try to dodge backward or to the side; that would only fall into the opponent's trap and lead to an even more ferocious chain of attacks.
Her waist softened, and her body folded in an incredible manner.
Following the violent airflow from the tiger's claw strike, she drifted through the gap between the two like willow catkins blown by the wind.
Softness Breathing Technique, First Form: Silk Wrapping, Willow Waist Snapping Branch!
The tiger claw hit empty air, the surging air pressure letting out an explosive bang.
Golden Leopard's pounce also instantly lost its target.
A flash of bewilderment appeared in both their eyes; their originally seamless combined attack had actually revealed a momentary flaw.
An opening!
A sharp light gleamed in Xiao Wu's eyes.
She braced one hand against the ground, her slender waist acting like a tensed recurve bow, instantly exploding with startling power.
Using her palm as a pivot, she spun backward in mid-air.
Her long right leg carved a sharp arc through the air, carrying a whistling gale as it slammed heavily toward Golden Leopard's head.
Softness Breathing Technique, First Form: Silk Wrapping, Inverted Golden Hook!
Bang!
With a dull thud, Golden Leopard felt his head take a heavy blow. His vision went black, and a buzzing sound exploded in his ears.
His dashing figure instantly stiffened, and he tumbled sideways unsteadily.
This move condensed fifty percent of Xiao Wu's strength; even for a Beast Soul Master, it was enough to make him dizzy for a while.
"Ah Bao!"
"You're looking for death!"
Cheng Hu's eyes nearly split from rage. Amidst his roar, his tiger claws, glinting with a cold light, lunged straight for Xiao Wu's throat.
The wind from the claws whistled, actually carrying a scent of blood!
Xiao Wu's pupils constricted!
Cheng Hu's rage-filled strike was extremely fast, and she was currently in an awkward state where her old momentum had just ended and new strength hadn't yet been generated.
She didn't have time to block at all.
Below the stage, Lin Yang suddenly clenched his fist, but then slowly relaxed it.
In that split second between life and death, Xiao Wu's powerful flexibility and core explosive power saved her life once again—
Ssh!
Xiao Wu's core suddenly exerted force, and her entire body twisted like a coiled spring. By a hair's breadth, she performed a thrilling backbend!
The sharp tiger claws grazed past her neck, leaving a burning red bloodstain!
Xiao Wu tapped her toes and retreated backward, creating some distance, her heart beating like a drum!
Just now... she had almost fallen at the hands of a two-ring Soul Master.
She suddenly thought of Lin Yang's repeated warnings from before:
"Even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit. Underestimating the enemy is the greatest taboo."
During her previous training, even if every bone in her body was broken, she knew very well in her heart that Lin Yang wouldn't let her die.
That was why she dared to risk her life, why she dared to be so reckless.
But now, she understood that in a real fight... there is never any mercy.
That claw strike just now was truly intended to take her life.
Was this what Lin Yang wanted her to understand?
On the other side, Cheng Hu rushed to Golden Leopard's side and checked his breathing.
Finding that it was only a temporary faint, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reached out to pinch the man's philtrum.
Golden Leopard let out a sharp gasp and woke up from his unconsciousness.
"Brother Hu, I'm fine."
He panted heavily, shook his dizzy head, and leaned on Cheng Hu's arm to regain his footing.
Despite his words, the murderous light swirling in the depths of his eyes betrayed his true emotions.
Being kicked unconscious in public by a little girl—how could he possibly swallow this insult?
Cheng Hu and Golden Leopard exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with malice.
At that moment, Xiao Wu slowly raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing the wound on her neck. The burning sensation cleared her head.
She lowered her head, and when she raised it again, the anger in her eyes had vanished, replaced only by a cold light like an icy lake.
"I am very angry now," Xiao Wu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the Tiger Leopard Brothers.
"Because my neck... hurts a lot!"
An inexplicable chill suddenly surged up the spines of the Tiger Leopard Brothers.
Their hearts tightened; they actually sensed a dangerous aura coming from this young girl, one that made them shudder.
In the next moment, Xiao Wu took a deep breath.
A soft chime rang between her mouth and nose, intertwining with her suddenly accelerating heartbeat that sounded like the roll of thunderous drums.
A black pattern shaped like a rabbit abruptly appeared on her cheek.
Demon Slayer Mark, activate!