"Uh." The once noisy Soul Arena suddenly fell silent. All eyes were fixed on the match in Arena 7. Even the players in the neighboring Soul Arena were drawn by the audience's attention, stopping their battles to look over.
Almost everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the ground in shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.
After the initial shock came a burst of laughter, "Hahahahahaha."
Among the Shrek Seven Devils, Ning Rongrong laughed the loudest. As a seasoned master of dirty jokes, Ning Rongrong showed none of the shyness of a pure young girl like Zhu Zhuqing. She kept slapping Oscar's shoulders, laughing until tears streamed down her face, "—Hahahaha—Oscar, look, look! Dai Mubai was—hahahaha—where did that masked man come from—hahahaha—"
Oscar's lips twitched, secretly feeling sorry for Dai Mubai while being slapped by Ning Rongrong, experiencing both pain and pleasure.
Ma Hongjun tightened his grip on his buttocks, mimicking Dai Mubai's gesture and covering his own.
Zhu Zhuqing rubbed her head, looking helpless, but the curve of her lips revealed her inner turmoil.
As for Tang San, he immediately covered his girlfriend Meng Yiran's eyes. His lips twitched, and he grew increasingly wary of the zuzong. "What an unpredictable brat. He was like this when he was a kid, and he's still like this now." Looking at Dai Mubai lying on the
ground, hands covering his buttocks, the zuzong couldn't help but marvel at the power of "Thousand Years of Kill," which could actually render a Soul Master incapacitated for a short time. The
zuzong didn't take advantage of the situation, calmly saying, "Hey, little evil-eyed tiger, can you still fight? If you don't, the referee will declare me the winner."
As he spoke, the zuzong turned his gaze to the referee.
Under the zu zong's gaze, the middle-aged man in the tuxedo felt a tightness in his buttocks. His right hand, not holding the microphone, instinctively covered his backside. He awkwardly announced, "Ahem, this Evil-Eyed White Tiger contestant, if you still can't stand up, then I declare this Uchiha clan contestant the winner."
Still immersed in the dual sensations of pain and pleasure, Dai Mubai heard the announcer's call. He inwardly groaned; it seemed he had completely lost face today. But admitting defeat now would likely leave no room for redemption. If he stood up and defeated his opponent, he could not only vent his anger but also regain some face.
Dai Mubai frowned, enduring the excruciating pain as he stood up.
"Boy, all you know is underhanded tricks. Dare to fight me fair and square?" Dai Mubai gritted his teeth.
The zuzong chuckled and said calmly, "Since that's the case, then don't regret it later."
Dai Mubai was never a patient person, but his competitive spirit was exceptionally strong. He verbally suggested that the clan leader use his martial spirit. He would wait, but driven by humiliation and ambition, he couldn't care less now.
A blinding white light suddenly blazed forth, and Dai Mubai's evil eyes turned abruptly white. Of his three spirit rings, the first one shone brightly, forming a white light shield.
Immediately afterward, his second spirit ring lit up, a massive white light instantly condensing. Accompanied by Dai Mubai's tiger roar, a milky-white ball of light spewed from his mouth.
The skills attached to Dai Mubai's first two spirit rings were White Tiger Protective Barrier and White Tiger Blazing Light Wave, respectively. Activated simultaneously, they displayed terrifying power.
The zuzong murmured softly, "The 'White Tiger Protective Barrier' that forms a white light shield to enhance and amplify himself, and the 'White Tiger Blazing Light Wave' that spews a milky-white ball of light from his mouth for a ranged attack? A rather interesting spirit skill, combining offense and defense. However—"
The zuzong slowly raised his right hand, "Blue Silver Emperor—Open!"
The next moment, a deep blue light surged forth, and a cluster of deep blue Blue Silver Emperor suddenly grew from his palm. Each blade of grass appeared to be as thick as a child's arm, covered with strange patterns.
Rather than blades of grass, they were more like vines, and the leaves on the vines were no longer flat as before. Instead, they were blade-like, gleaming coldly, and their sharpness was evident from their appearance.
This time, the zuzong wouldn't use the Blue Silver Emperor in its initial form as he had used against Dugu Yan. He used the Sharpness state granted by his second soul ring. He could teach Dai Mubai, who was enjoying the beauty of his little kitten, a lesson.
A milky white light surged from the clan leader's body, and the deep blue Blue Silver Emperor seemed to be stimulated, suddenly enlarging and growing to the thickness of a bowl in the blink of an eye, resembling a vine. Strange patterns shimmered with a faint light, coiling around the zu zong's body like dozens of large snakes.
Two yellow and one purple soul rings rose simultaneously from beneath the zu zong's feet, swirling around his body.
At the same time, almost simultaneously, the zuzong activated the Nine Yang Divine Art, controlling his soul power to unleash the Blue Silver Emperor vines, which shot straight towards Dai Mubai's "White Tiger Blazing Light Wave." The Blue Silver Emperor vines,
also imbued with the Nine Yang Divine Art's soul power, possessed immense speed and power, especially since the zu zong's soul power was superior to Dai Mubai's. After only a brief standoff, the White Tiger Blazing Light Wave was dispersed. The next moment, before Dai Mubai could react, the Blue Silver Emperor vines, with their sharp blades, spiraled towards him.
Without surprise, the Blue Silver Emperor vines, imbued with the Nine Yang Divine Art's soul power, pierced Dai Mubai's "White Tiger Protective Barrier," the blades penetrating half an inch deep into his body.
At this moment, Dai Mubai's white outfit was stained crimson with blood, his entire body covered in blood, and he was panting heavily. This was only because the clan patriarch had deliberately avoided vital points.
The zuzong said calmly, "Little tiger, do you admit defeat?"
The Shrek Academy students, seated high in the audience, were all stunned by Dai Mubai's miserable state. Even Ning Rongrong, who had always been at odds with Dai Mubai, couldn't help but worry.
Meng Yiran asked Tang San, "Little San, is this still Blue Silver Grass? Even your Blue Silver Grass..."
She stopped abruptly, realizing her mistake.
Tang San took Meng Yiran's hand and said softly, "You don't need to comfort me. That person is indeed stronger than me now."
There was something else he didn't say: that he hadn't used his hidden weapons or his second spirit. He was confident that with his full power, no one in the younger generation could rival him.
"Then do you think Dai Mubai might already be..." Meng Yiran asked worriedly. Although she also disliked Dai Mubai, they were still from the same academy.
Tang San shook his head. He had activated his 'Purple Demon Eye' throughout, showing that the zuzong had exercised restraint. Although Dai Mubai looked utterly miserable, he had only suffered superficial injuries; a few of Oscar's recovery sausages would heal him quickly.
"Boss Dai, just admit defeat! Stop fighting—"
Oscar and Ma Hongjun shouted. This masked man was truly terrifying. Was a Soul Master really that strong? They would believe he was a Soul Sect Master or a Soul King.