Chapter 211: Complete Victory
"Abysmal stab!"
"Abysmal stab!"
The first two soul skills of the two sisters were the same. The competition was about their proficiency with the skills, and of course, Zhu Zhuqing's higher soul power gave her an advantage.
"Cling!"
The two cat claws met but quickly separated, with Zhu Zhuqing retreating three steps while Zhu Zhuqing stood firm.
"Abysmal Hundred Claws."
"Abysmal Hundred Claws!"
The two figures flickered like ghosts, disappearing and reappearing at will.
The sound of clinking, "Ding, ding, ding, ding," echoed through the arena, with a rhythmic intensity that even some spectators began nodding their heads to the beat.
Ning Bei thought to himself that if he hadn't crossed into Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and awakened the Dan Tower martial soul, opening a nail salon outside the Zhu family's door in Star Luo would have been a good idea. After all, the amount of nail-breaking involved in this kind of claw technique is unimaginable.
After the two sisters had their bout, they separated once again. Zhu Zhuqing felt a trace of defeat. As the older sister, nearly seven years her senior, being completely overshadowed by her younger sister was a blow to her pride.
"Zhuqing, don't underestimate me. I'm going all out now."
"Do as you wish!"
Zhu Zhuqing's calm tone made Zhu Zhuqing's heart tremble. How had she never realized before that her younger sister was so infuriating?
"Abysmal Spring Falls."
A sinister mist spread from Zhu Zhuqing's body, quickly enveloping Zhu Zhuqing.
Feeling her breathing becoming more difficult, Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her brows and immediately vanished from the stage.
It was a true disappearance. Zhu Zhuqing could no longer sense her sister's location and anxiously looked around.
Just as Zhu Zhuqing's fear reached its peak, a cold voice rang out behind her.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Shadow Kill."
The little cat, emerging from Zhu Zhuqing's shadow, swiped at her back. Seeing she hadn't reacted in time, she withdrew her claws and turned it into a palm strike.
"Ugh!"
Zhu Zhuqing grunted and fell off the stage, turning around with a complicated look to her sister on the stage.
After a long pause, a bitter smile appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's lips.
"Zhuqing, you win."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded but didn't say much. She turned to look at Dai Weisi, making her intentions clear—it's your turn now.
Dai Weisi, relieved that his fiancée hadn't been injured, breathed a sigh of relief. He was still hoping to recover some face for himself in the team battle.
After all, they still had their trump cards.
Looking up at the little cat on the stage, Dai Weisi turned to the referee and made the decision to forfeit.
After all, Zhu Zhuqing would hold back against her sister, but against him, it wasn't guaranteed. Faced with her fifth soul skill, Dai Weisi didn't have a good counter.
Furthermore, even if he were to defeat Zhu Zhuqing at the cost of injury, Royal Fight Team II still had six members left. It wasn't worth it. It was better to bet on the team battle.
The referee nodded, signaling his understanding, and turned to announce the result.
"Personal battle won by Royal Fight Team II."
The stands erupted in applause for the little cat, and her teammates cheered her on loudly.
Zhu Zhuqing's expression gradually relaxed, as if shedding an invisible burden. She even walked more lightly, as though a weight had been lifted from her.
Hearing her teammates' cheers, Zhu Zhuqing shamelessly ignored them and looked toward Ning Bei.
Ning Bei gave her an encouraging smile and gave her a thumbs-up.
Zhu Zhuqing immediately revealed a smile as bright as a melting iceberg, causing Dai Mubai in the distance to grit his teeth. He had never seen that smile before.
But it wasn't just Dai Mubai gritting his teeth; it was also Dugu Yan, standing next to Ning Bei.
She had kicked over the vinegar jar, and the sourness filled the entire arena.
Before, she had only noticed that Xiao Wu had feelings for her man. Now, there was someone else waiting for her!
Looking at the little cat's posture, even more upright than her own, Dugu Yan unconsciously puffed out her chest, then released her self-created soul skill toward her man's waist, more forceful than usual.
"Hiss!"
Ning Bei almost cried out, managing to hold back the pain. He turned to look at Dugu Yan, confused about why she was acting this way.
It wasn't appropriate to do anything improper in public, so he leaned in close to her ear and whispered:
"Are you trying to experience the speed of light?"
Dugu Yan's face turned pale, and with a cold snort, she released her grip and turned her head away.
Ning Bei, still rubbing his sore waist, smiled and turned back, only to find Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing looking at Dugu Yan, who was sulking with an unreadable expression.
If Ning Bei wasn't mistaken, were those expressions… envy?
Ning Rongrong, who had seen everything, slyly approached Ning Bei, elbowing him.
"Brother, my two little sisters-in-law can't hide their expressions anymore. The big sister is jealous. What are you going to do?"
Hearing his sister's teasing, Ning Bei showed no emotion as he walked behind her.
He made a fist, with his middle finger slightly raised, and expertly pressed on her temples, delivering a sweet chestnut-like shake.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
The screams echoed through the venue. Afterward, Ning Rongrong, holding her head and looking like a rain-soaked pear blossom, glanced at her irresponsible brother.
"Brother, in front of so many people, aren't you going to give me any face?"
"If you keep enjoying this, I'll give you a hell cradle. Do you believe me?"
Ning Rongrong immediately wiped away her tears, terrified, and rushed to hide behind her two little sisters.
"Sister-in-law Xiao Wu, sister-in-law Zhuqing, quickly save the poor little niece."
With a playful expression, Ning Rongrong no longer looked scared. Her smile was full of mischief.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's faces immediately turned bright red, and they cast murderous glares at Ning Rongrong, but there were too many people around, so they couldn't take action.
Clearly, Ning Rongrong knew that she could exploit these two to her advantage.
But Ning Rongrong's target wasn't really them. Two cowards who couldn't even express their feelings, how could she rely on them to take revenge for her?
As expected, Dugu Yan, with her keen hearing, snorted coldly again. Ning Bei's hairs stood on end, and he quickly protected his waist.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, I haven't done anything!"
Dugu Yan gave him a cold smile and sent him a look, then turned her attention back to Ning Rongrong, pulling her into an embrace and whispering:
"Little girl, one word and you send two rivals right to my doorstep. You sure are brave."
"Ah?"
Thinking she had found a solid backing, Ning Rongrong immediately froze. Was she going to be caught in a mixed double?
Ning Bei couldn't help but laugh. "Serves you right for being cocky. You must've provoked someone you shouldn't have."
"Sister-in-law, little niece, you're both so cute. You should be…"
Dugu Yan nodded expressionlessly, then pushed Ning Rongrong into Ning Bei's arms.
"All yours."
Ning Bei, smiling reassuringly, looked down at his younger sister.
Ning Rongrong, now desperately trying to get out of trouble, quickly flashed a silly smile.
Unexpectedly, Ning Bei's smile immediately disappeared, and with both hands, he grabbed Ning Rongrong's small head, shaking it as if using a washing machine.
"Self-created soul skill: Hell Cradle."
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
(END CHAPTER)
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