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Xiao Wu's Nightmare
Chapter 156 Xiao Wu's Nightmare
Zhu Zhuqing frowned almost imperceptibly when she heard Xiao Wu's deliberately sweet voice.
Her cold, clear eyes swept indifferently over Xiao Wu's face, which was plastered with a fake smile, and an indescribable disgust welled up in her heart.
This girl, whom she used to avoid like the plague back in Shrek Academy, now seems even more repulsive.
"After being at Shrek Academy for so long, it seems you haven't made any progress at all." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was calm as water, yet every word was like a knife, precisely piercing Xiao Wu's most vulnerable spot.
She didn't even raise her voice when she spoke, but her innate aloofness made every word sound particularly harsh.
Xiao Wu's sweet smile froze instantly, and a sinister glint flashed in her eyes.
"Ha." She suppressed her anger, but her voice was already trembling. "You think you're so great just because you got into the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"
Suddenly, as if she had ripped off a mask, her voice rose sharply: "You always pretend to be so high and mighty, but you're nothing but a cheap slut who climbed the social ladder by relying on men!"
Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained unchanged, but she narrowed her eyes slightly, her cold gaze piercing Xiao Wu's heart like a sharp sword.
"Are you done?" She gently raised her chin, her gaze passing over Xiao Wu's shoulder, and pointedly looked at Tang San outside the arena. "Your Third Brother is watching. Aren't you going to continue playing the innocent little white rabbit?"
These words were like lighting a powder keg, and Xiao Wu stomped her foot in anger.
Her hand trembled as she pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, her voice shrill and almost cracking: "Who do you think you are! You acted all high and mighty back at Shrek Academy, and now you've learned to bully others by association!"
Her face was contorted with rage, completely devoid of her previous sweet and charming demeanor. "Today I'll show you who the real strongman is!"
An uproar erupted in the audience.
The audience, who had initially had a good impression of Xiao Wu, looked at each other and whispered among themselves.
"I never expected her to be this kind of person..."
"You always pretend to be so innocent and cute..."
"I really misjudged him..."
Tang San's face instantly darkened, and his brows furrowed.
He subconsciously glanced at the reactions of the audience around him, but Xiao Wu was completely blinded by anger and no longer cared about maintaining her image.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the hysterical girl in front of her, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.
That wasn't a smile, but a mocking expression bordering on pity.
She was too lazy to engage in any more pointless verbal sparring with the other party, and simply calmly assumed a fighting stance.
The atmosphere on the stage instantly became tense.
The referee looked at both sides, hesitated for a moment, and finally announced: "The match begins!"
With the referee's signal, Xiao Wu's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
She activated her third soul skill, "Teleportation," and appeared precisely five meters in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
At the same time, her eyes glowed with an eerie pink light, and her second soul skill, "Charm," was ready to be unleashed.
Zhu Zhuqing remained completely still; the keen senses granted to her by her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul had already detected Xiao Wu's movements. Just as the pink light was about to touch her, she slightly shifted her body, gracefully avoiding the control soul skill.
A knowing glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes: As expected, he was still so reckless, eager to achieve quick results right from the start.
"Why are you hiding!" Xiao Wu shrieked, her voice clearly filled with anger.
Her slender waist suddenly twisted at an incredible angle, activating her first soul skill, "Waist Bow," and her legs swept towards Zhu Zhuqing's lower body with a sharp gust of wind. "If you're so capable, take this head-on!"
A cold glint flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and she instantly activated her first soul skill, "Netherworld Thrust."
Her cat claws suddenly extended, doubling in speed, with sharp claw tips aimed directly at Xiao Wu's waist.
The strike was as fast as lightning and as precise as a thunderbolt.
Xiao Wu hastily changed her move, barely avoiding a fatal blow, but her sleeve was still slashed open.
This dodge caused her to lose her balance, revealing an obvious opening.
"Do you know what?" Zhu Zhuqing suddenly leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear like a ghost, her icy voice like a viper's hiss, "The more hysterical you are, the more ridiculous you seem."
Before she could finish speaking, a dark light suddenly shone from the soul bone in her head, "Dream Reincarnation!"
Xiao Wu stared wide-eyed in horror, instinctively trying to teleport away from the soul skill, but it was too late.
A powerful mental shock had invaded her mind, amplifying the fears buried deep within her.
In the illusion, she saw herself torn to pieces by a ferocious soul beast, her blood staining the entire forest red. She saw Tang San, hand in hand with Zhu Zhuqing, coldly walk past her, not even sparing her a glance…
"No! This isn't real! Third Brother wouldn't do this to me!" Xiao Wu screamed in agony, clutching her hair, completely forgetting that she was in the middle of a competition.
Her body trembled violently, tears mixed with sweat slid down her pale cheeks, and her carefully styled scorpion braid came undone.
Zhu Zhuqing did not take the opportunity to use other soul skills, but gracefully took two steps back and coldly watched Xiao Wu's collapse.
She knew that sometimes emotional blows were more unforgettable than physical pain.
Upon seeing this, the referee immediately rushed onto the stage and announced a pause in the match.
Tang San's figure appeared like a ghost, and he pulled the trembling Xiao Wu into his arms.
His Clear Sky Hammer was already faintly visible in his right hand, and the four jet-black spirit rings exuded a suffocating pressure.
"What did you do to Xiao Wu?" Tang San's voice was terrifyingly deep, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible.
Zhu Zhuqing calmly met his murderous gaze, her voice still cold: "It's just a small lesson for her."
She turned and walked to the edge of the arena, leaving Tang San with a cold, indifferent back view. "Next."
In the audience, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged a knowing glance.
Dugu Yan parted her red lips slightly: "Zhu Qing's fighting style is still so clean and efficient, she doesn't even want to use her soul skills too much."
Ye Lingling nodded slightly: "She has always been like this, never wasting her energy on trivial matters."
Meanwhile, in the rest area of Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang's face was so gloomy it could drip water.
His meticulously designed attrition tactics have collapsed so quickly in two consecutive matches, and Chu Xinghe has yet to play.
Tang San carefully carried Xiao Wu back to the rest area and gently patted her back.
But when he looked up at the arena, the tenderness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a cold killing intent.
He stared intently at Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure, secretly vowing in his heart: he would make her pay the price.
Xiao Wu gradually calmed down in Tang San's arms, but the fear in her eyes had not yet dissipated.
She gripped Tang San's clothes tightly, her voice trembling, "Third Brother...you won't leave me...right?"
Tang San patted her hair reassuringly, but did not answer immediately.
This slight hesitation made the unease in Xiao Wu's eyes even more intense.
"Ma Hongjun, it's your turn to go up next," Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice. "Remember, don't confront Zhu Zhuqing head-on. She can't fly, so you need to make full use of your third soul skill, 'Phoenix Wings Soaring,' to gain an aerial advantage and maneuver around her."
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ma Hongjun's fat face. He subconsciously wiped his forehead and swallowed hard.
Yu Xiaogang continued to instruct, "Maintain a safe distance in the air. Your main task is to deplete her soul power. If you find an opportunity, you can use your first soul skill, 'Phoenix Fire Line,' to launch a long-range attack."
"Master, leave it to me," Ma Hongjun replied, trying to sound calm, though his voice trembled slightly.
He stole a glance at Zhu Zhuqing, whose expression was icy cold on the stage, and then looked at Xiao Wu in Tang San's arms, his heart pounding.
But then he thought, as long as he was flying in the air, Zhu Zhuqing shouldn't be able to do anything to him, so it didn't seem so scary.
Soon, at the referee's signal, Ma Hongjun stepped onto the ring.
He took a deep breath and shouted, "Phoenix Possession!"
With a loud phoenix cry, fiery red light burst forth from his body.
A pair of dazzling fiery wings unfolded behind him, the intense heat causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.
Two yellow spirit rings and one purple spirit ring slowly rotated beneath his feet, radiating a formidable aura.
Feeling the surging soul power within his body, Ma Hongjun regained some of his confidence.
He flapped his fiery wings and quickly flew off the ground, hovering about ten meters above the ground.
This altitude ensures safety without exceeding the flight range stipulated for the competition.
He looked down at Zhu Zhuqing and found that she was still expressionless, but her cold eyes were staring at him intently, which made him shiver.
Zhu Zhuqing stood in the center of the arena, looking up slightly at Ma Hongjun, who was flapping his fiery wings in mid-air.
She calmly assessed the situation: to defeat this opponent with the ability to fly, she would need to use at least her third soul skill "Netherworld Slash" or her fourth soul skill "Netherworld Shadow Clone," which would mean consuming nearly half of her soul power.
She pursed her lips, weighing the pros and cons in her mind, hoping to eliminate a few more opponents for Chu Xinghe so that he could fight Tang San in the best condition.
On the bench, Chu Xinghe watched the situation on the field, a knowing glint in his eyes.
He stood up, his voice clearly reaching Zhu Zhuqing's ears: "Zhuqing, admit defeat."
His tone was gentle: "Leave the rest to me."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing turned around and met Chu Xinghe's calm gaze.
The moment their eyes met, she understood the concern and trust in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand to the referee, indicating, "I concede."
Her voice was crisp and clear, without the slightest hesitation.
This decision stunned Ma Hongjun, who was in mid-air. He flapped his fiery wings, his face filled with astonishment.
Zhu Zhuqing calmly walked off the stage, and as she passed by Chu Xinghe, she felt him gently pat her shoulder.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Those three simple words brought a touch of warmth to Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes.
In the audience, Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Zhu Qing is decisive in doing things."
Ye Lingling nodded in agreement: "She always knows when to stop."
In the rest area of Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang's face grew increasingly gloomy. He had originally planned to defeat Zhu Zhuqing using the tactics he had devised, proving that his reputation as a master of theory was well-deserved, but he hadn't expected his opponent to admit defeat so decisively.
Tang San clenched his fists, a cold light flashing in his eyes. The duel he had been waiting for was finally about to begin.
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Xiao Wu's Kiss
Chapter 157 Xiao Wu's Kiss
Chu Xinghe slowly walked into the competition area. He looked up at Ma Hongjun, who was still in mid-air and dared not land, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Ma Hongjun nervously flapped his fiery wings, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
He knew Chu Xinghe's strength all too well and dared not land easily, fearing that he would be defeated immediately if he was not careful.
"The match begins!" The referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.
In an instant, a blazing orange-red light burst forth from Chu Xinghe's body, shooting straight into the sky.
His body began to undergo an astonishing transformation. Fine dragon scales rapidly covered his entire body like armor, gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen in the sunlight. His hands transformed into sharp dragon claws, each blade gleaming with a chilling sharpness.
Most shockingly, five spirit rings rose up in succession beneath his feet: two yellow, one purple, and two black.
Especially those two deep black ten-thousand-year soul rings, which exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
This is Chu Xinghe's first appearance since the qualifying rounds began, and also his first public appearance after breaking through to the Soul King level.
The audience erupted in cheers and exclamations.
"My God, it's the Soul King!"
"They actually have two ten-thousand-year spirit rings!"
"How did he cultivate like this? How old is he?"
Exclamations of amazement were heard everywhere.
Inside the preparation area, Tang San suddenly stood up, his pupils contracting sharply.
He originally thought that by absorbing multiple ten-thousand-year soul rings, his soul power was almost catching up with Chu Xinghe's.
But what he saw before him shattered his illusions. Chu Xinghe not only broke through level 50, but also obtained a second ten-thousand-year soul ring.
Ma Hongjun hovered in mid-air, secretly glad that he had wisely chosen to remain in flight.
He subconsciously looked down and met Chu Xinghe's smiling eyes.
That gentle smile should have been like a spring breeze, but instead it sent a chill down Ma Hongjun's spine, making the hairs on his body stand on end.
Before he could react, there was a loud "boom" and Chu Xinghe suddenly exerted force with his legs, soaring into the sky like a cannonball.
Its speed was astonishing, even surpassing that of Zhu Zhuqing, who was known for her speed.
Ma Hongjun's pupils contracted sharply, and in a moment of haste, his first spirit ring lit up: "First Spirit Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"
A purplish-red flame, as thick as a bowl, erupted from his mouth, its intense heat distorting the surrounding air.
Flames ripped through the sky, shooting straight at Chu Xinghe who was coming towards them.
"Little fatty, you're still too green to compete with me in playing with fire." Chu Xinghe's voice was calm but tinged with a hint of mockery.
His first spirit ring suddenly lit up, "First spirit skill, Crimson Dragon Claw!"
His right claw was instantly enveloped in golden-red flames, pure and intense, as if capable of burning everything in the world.
When Ma Hongjun's crimson fire line touched it, a shocking scene unfolded.
The seemingly fierce Phoenix Fireline melted away instantly, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, leaving not even a spark.
Chu Xinghe continued his momentum, his dragon claws, burning with raging flames, striking straight at Ma Hongjun's chest.
Ma Hongjun only had time to let out a short scream before he felt an indescribable force strike him.
Everything went black before my eyes, and a heart-wrenching pain shot through my chest. I plummeted like a kite with a broken string.
"boom!!!"
With a deafening crash, the hard ground instantly cracked, and spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.
Amidst the rising dust, a deep pit several meters in diameter suddenly appeared.
When the smoke cleared, Ma Hongjun was found lying on his back at the bottom of the pit, spread-eagled, unconscious, with blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, staining his chest.
The entire arena fell silent; everyone was so stunned by this devastating blow that they were speechless.
Especially for the contestants from other duchies and kingdoms, it was the first time they had witnessed Chu Xinghe's skills firsthand, and they finally understood why the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy had been able to advance so rapidly.
"Hongjun!" Flander's anxious voice broke the silence.
He rushed onto the stage and, with trembling hands, checked Ma Hongjun's injuries.
After confirming that he was only unconscious and not in mortal danger, the usually shrewd dean breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Chu Xinghe standing to the side with a complicated expression, and finally just sighed softly before carefully picking up Ma Hongjun and leaving the arena.
The referee then seemed to snap out of his daze, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "Chu Xinghe defeats Ma Hongjun. Shrek Academy, please send your next contestant to the stage."
Whispers began to rise from the stands, everyone discussing the fleeting glimpse of the battle.
"That's terrifying..."
"Is this the power of a Soul King?"
"Shrek's students couldn't even withstand a single move..."
Inside the preparation area, Tang San's expression was unpredictable.
He stared intently at Chu Xinghe on the field, his eyes filled with both shock and confusion.
Yu Xiaogang was whispering something to Tang San, but Tang San seemed not to hear him.
Meanwhile, in the rest area of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, showing no surprise at the result. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with pride.
Chu Xinghe stood quietly in the center of the arena, his gaze sweeping in the direction of Shrek Academy, seemingly waiting for his next opponent.
Sunlight shone on him, and the dragon scales reflected a dazzling light, making him look like an invincible war god.
In the next match, Tailong, Jingling, and Huang Yuan took turns challenging the opponent.
Facing these opponents, Chu Xinghe didn't even use any soul skills. Relying solely on his powerful physical strength after transforming into a dragon, he easily defeated the three of them with overwhelming force.
His every strike was incredibly precise, completely incapacitating his opponent while perfectly controlling the force to avoid causing excessive injury.
The audience was completely silent; everyone was so shocked by the lopsided match that they couldn't speak.
Chu Xinghe's overwhelming advantage allowed the audience to truly feel the terrifying power of a Soul King-level expert.
Inside the preparation area, Yu Xiaogang's face was terribly gloomy.
The meticulously designed tactics completely failed, and the plan to weaken Chu Xinghe with Shrek Academy members was a complete mistake.
Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu, the two main forces, were dealt with by Zhu Zhuqing alone, while Ma Hongjun and the others were as vulnerable as ants in front of Chu Xinghe.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Wu immediately skipped and hopped over to Tang San's side.
Her large, watery eyes sparkled with admiration, and her slender fingers gently tugged at Tang San's sleeve.
"Third Brother," her voice was sickeningly sweet, "you will definitely win."
As she spoke, she suddenly tiptoed and gently touched Tang San's cheek with her pink lips.
The kiss was as brief as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it carried the sweet scent unique to a young girl.
Tang San was stunned. He could clearly feel the warm touch left by those soft lips, and the faint fragrance emanating from Xiao Wu.
By the time he came to his senses, Xiao Wu had already run away like a startled rabbit, leaving behind only a shy silhouette.
She ran a short distance away, turned back and winked at Tang San, two perfect blushes appearing on her cheeks.
Tang San unconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips lightly touching the spot where he had just been kissed.
The soft touch of the girl's lips seemed to linger there, making his heart beat a little faster involuntarily.
This unexpected kiss was like a shot of adrenaline injected into his body.
The hesitation in his eyes vanished, replaced by a burning fighting spirit.
No matter how strong his opponent was, he had to prove that he was the real genius and the one Xiao Wu should admire.
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The Battle between Tyrannosaurus and Clear Sky Hammer
Chapter 158 The Battle Between Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Clear Sky Hammer
On the competition field, Tang San and Chu Xinghe stood facing each other.
Tang San's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
Although Chu Xinghe was already a Soul King, as a genius with twin martial souls, challenging opponents of higher levels was already commonplace for Tang San.
Especially after switching to repairing the Haotian Hammer, he firmly believed that he would never lose to anyone, including Chu Xinghe.
Chu Xinghe's gentle smile faded slightly, and his expression became serious.
Tang San, who switched to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer, is indeed not to be underestimated. Although he is only a Soul Master, he has four ten-thousand-year soul rings.
Chu Xinghe knew very well that a slight misstep could lead to a disastrous outcome.
"The match begins!" As soon as the referee's voice fell, both sides simultaneously released their martial spirits.
"It's time for you to know what true power is!" Tang San shouted sharply, his eyes flashing with a cold, sinister light.
Chu Xinghe smiled calmly: "We'll wait and see."
Tang San made the first move, and his fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up: "Blue Silver Cage!"
Three layers of blue silver grass, each as thick as an arm, burst forth from the ground, each shimmering with a metallic luster, instantly trapping Chu Xinghe within.
That wasn't all. Tang San flipped his right hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer was already in his grasp. He soared into the air like an arrow released from a bow, and the hammerhead smashed down on Chu Xinghe in the cage with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.
Despite being trapped, Chu Xinghe remained calm and composed.
He raised his right arm slightly, and the first yellow spirit ring shone brightly: "Crimson Dragon Claw!"
Golden-red flames erupted from his right claw like a volcanic eruption, the terrifying heat distorting the air itself.
The supposedly incredibly tough Blue Silver Cage was burned to ashes as thin paper before this extreme fire.
Just as the Haotian Hammer was less than three feet above his head, Chu Xinghe suddenly raised his left arm.
Without the aid of soul skills, relying solely on the physical strength of his dragon-transformed body, he actually caught this powerful blow with one hand.
"boom!"
Amidst a deafening explosion, two terrifying forces collided violently.
A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread out from the two people, causing the hard granite ground to crack like a spider web, and sending debris and dust flying everywhere.
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the audience; everyone was speechless, stunned by the sheer power of the collision.
"Still so naive." Chu Xinghe's voice carried a hint of sarcasm. "Haven't you learned your lesson from before? Even if you change the Clear Sky Hammer, the result won't be any different."
Tang San's eyes blazed with even more fury: "Today I will make you pay the price!"
A cold, sinister light flashed in Tang San's eyes. Suddenly, his clothes tore open on his back, and eight purplish-black, menacing spider spears shot out like venomous snakes, each aimed at Chu Xinghe's vital points.
"Despicable!" someone in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.
Chu Xinghe merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his figure swaying like a ghost, and the seemingly sure-fire sneak attack completely missed.
A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "The son of the dignified Haotian Douluo, is this all you know how to do?"
Tang San's face was ashen, and he did not reply.
He gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly with both hands, his footwork shifting as he unleashed the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique personally taught by Tang Hao.
In an instant, the Haotian Hammer, accompanied by a whistling sound, enveloped Chu Xinghe, each strike containing the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.
"Now that's getting interesting." Chu Xinghe's eyes grew increasingly fierce with fighting spirit.
His third spirit ring suddenly lit up, "Tyrannosaurus Fury!"
Golden-red flames instantly enveloped his entire body, and the fine dragon scales shimmered with a metallic luster in the firelight.
Shockingly, he neither dodged nor evaded, but directly confronted the number one weapon spirit in the world with his bare body.
"Clang clang clang!" The deafening sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the venue, sparks flying everywhere.
The audience stared in disbelief at the scene.
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi forgot to put down his teacup, and Emperor Xueye even stood up.
"This...how is this possible?" Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale.
"Is this all you've got?" Chu Xinghe remained composed even amidst the fierce exchange of blows, and even managed to taunt, "The Haotian Hammer is a waste of talent in your hands."
Tang San's attacks became increasingly fierce, but the panic in his eyes became more and more obvious.
He originally thought that with the Clear Sky Hammer enhanced by four ten-thousand-year soul rings, he could at least suppress Chu Xinghe, but he did not expect the opponent to be so powerful.
"Shut up!" Tang San roared, his fourth spirit ring blazing with black light, "Chain Collapse!"
The Haotian Hammer in his hand suddenly accelerated, each strike increasing in power by twenty percent compared to the previous one.
Tang San's fourth soul skill is essentially a modified version of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, sacrificing charging time in exchange for a faster burst of power.
Faced with this relentless onslaught, a hint of seriousness finally flashed in Chu Xinghe's eyes.
His fifth spirit ring suddenly lit up, the jet-black ring radiating a suffocating pressure.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Tyrannosaurus Charge!"
A ten-meter-tall phantom of a Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared out of thin air, its terrifying aura shaking the entire arena.
The colossal beast, composed of pure energy, let out a deafening roar and charged toward Tang San with overwhelming force.
"No!" Tang San hastily held the Clear Sky Hammer horizontally in front of his chest, but in the face of such absolute power, his defense was as fragile as paper.
"boom!!!"
Amidst the deafening crash, Tang San was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
His body left a shocking trail of blood on the ground before crashing heavily into the guardrail at the edge of the field.
The Haotian Hammer flew out of his hand, rolled a few times on the ground, and then disappeared.
An eerie silence fell over the entire arena, everyone speechless, stunned by the terrifying strength Chu Xinghe displayed.
Yu Xiaogang's face was deathly pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
He rubbed his eyes hard and pinched his arm, trying to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.
"This is impossible..." he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse, "How can a Soul King possibly unleash a Martial Soul True Body... This violates all the theories of Soul Masters..."
In the center of the arena, the illusory image of the Tyrannosaurus Rex on Chu Xinghe's body slowly dissipated, and the golden-red flames receded like a tide.
He glanced calmly at the unconscious Tang San, his eyes showing no trace of triumphant joy or contempt, as if he were looking at an insignificant passerby.
His turning away was swift and decisive, and his slender back looked exceptionally tall in the sunlight.
"Match over, Chu Xinghe wins!" The referee's voice finally broke the silence, announcing the result that was never in doubt.
Yu Xiaogang seemed to wake from a dream and staggered onto the ring.
His hands trembled incessantly, and his glasses hung askew on the bridge of his nose.
"Mistress! Mistress, wake up!"
Yu Xiaogang knelt beside Tang San, his voice trembling with panic. Tang San was not only his most prized disciple, but also the practitioner and hope of his lifelong theories.
Xiao Wu had already thrown herself onto Tang San, her tears soaking his clothes.
"Third Brother, don't scare me..."
She choked back tears, her slender fingers gripping Tang San's sleeve tightly, as if afraid he would disappear if she let go.
That usually sweet-smiling face was now streaked with tears, and her pitiful appearance evoked sympathy from many viewers.
Flander crouched down and carefully examined Tang San's injuries.
He lifted Tang San's eyelids, checked his pulse, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Three ribs are broken, and his internal organs have been shaken, but he is not in mortal danger."
Frande's tone was heavy, "But he'll need to rest in bed for at least half a month."
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi elegantly picked up his teacup, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"Interesting," he said softly. "Chu Xinghe's martial soul has probably undergone a qualitative change, which is why his fifth soul skill can exhibit an effect similar to the true form of a martial soul. The potential of this mutated martial soul probably far exceeds our imagination."
Emperor Xueye stroked his beard with satisfaction, his gaze fixed intently on Chu Xinghe below the stage.
Bishop Salas, on the other hand, had a somber expression, his eyes flashing with a complex light.
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The emotional changes between Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu
Chapter 159 The Changes in Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu's Relationship
The qualifying rounds have come to a successful conclusion, with the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy securing the championship title in the Heavenly Dou Empire's division with an impressive record of 15 wins out of 15 matches.
This team, led by Chu Xinghe, displayed overwhelming strength, winning every victory cleanly and decisively.
Next, they will face an even more intense final.
This showdown, bringing together the top Soul Master academies from across the continent, will be held in Wuhun City, the holy land of the Soul Master world.
It is not only the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, but also a sacred hall in the hearts of countless spirit masters.
Emperor Xueye delivered an inspiring speech at the closing ceremony.
He praised the outstanding performances of all the teams and especially commended the excellent achievements of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
After the speech, the competition organizing committee announced that all the teams that advanced would have three days to rest and recuperate, so that they could be in the best condition for the upcoming finals.
...
Sunlight streamed onto the neatly paved training ground of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
Chu Xinghe strode towards the team members who were training, his face bearing his signature confident smile.
He first opened his arms and gave Dugu Yan a firm hug, then whispered in her ear, "Did you miss me?"
He then turned to Ye Lingling and gave her a gentle hug as well.
"Your man is back." Chu Xinghe loosened his arms, a nonchalant smile on his lips, his gaze sweeping over the three women.
Dugu Yan crossed her arms and rolled her eyes in annoyance: "I think you're so engrossed in Zhu Qing's gentle embrace that you've almost forgotten about me and Lingling, haven't you? Look at how smug you are."
"I'm innocent!" Chu Xinghe immediately raised his hands in surrender, and said with a serious face, "I was focused on the competition and had no distractions. Every victory was for the honor of the academy."
He spoke with righteous indignation, as if it were the truth.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing to the side, blushed slightly upon hearing this and secretly cursed in her heart.
She clearly remembered what this man did every night when he sneaked into her room; his restless hands and feet were anything but "single-minded".
Ning Rongrong stood under the shade of a tree not far away, her hands unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
She watched Chu Xinghe interact intimately with the three women, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes, but it quickly dimmed again.
She bit her lower lip, thinking to herself, "I could never share a man with another woman."
Gradually, her feelings for Chu Xinghe faded, leaving only pure admiration for the strong.
At this moment, Qin Ming cleared his throat, interrupting their playful banter.
"What are your thoughts on the personnel arrangements for the finals?" he asked directly.
Chu Xinghe put away his joking expression, put his hands behind his back, and paced a few steps in the center of the field.
After a moment of contemplation, he solemnly declared, "The home team roster will consist of myself, Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, Ning Rongrong, and Shi Mo. This lineup is well-rounded in both offense and defense and should be able to handle various situations."
Qin Ming nodded, a satisfied look on his face: "Excellent arrangement. His Highness the Crown Prince had already given instructions that you would be fully responsible for all matters related to the finals."
He paused, then added, "But are you sure you want to bring Yu Tianheng along?"
Chu Xinghe smiled confidently: "I believe in his abilities, and I also believe that he can prioritize the overall situation."
Upon hearing these words, Yu Tianheng, who was standing in the corner, had a complicated look in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He knew this was the best opportunity to prove himself.
...
On the training ground of Kamikaze Academy, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bluestone ground.
Feng Xiaotian was focused on practicing the Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf, sweat dripping down his face.
Suddenly, he stopped moving as he caught a glimpse of a familiar fiery red figure appearing at the sidelines.
"Fire Dance?" Feng Xiaotian put away his martial spirit and strode to the sidelines, his eyes sparkling with surprise.
He hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Did you come here specifically to see me?"
Huo Wu crossed her arms, her long, fiery red hair swaying gently in the evening breeze.
Without exchanging pleasantries, she cut straight to the point: "I've analyzed it carefully. With the current strength of Blazing Fire Academy, it will be difficult for them to defeat strong teams like Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Spirit Hall Team, and Shrek Academy in the finals."
Feng Xiaotian's smile gradually faded, and he nodded seriously: "The situation at Shenfeng Academy is similar. To be honest, I now treat the competition as an opportunity for training and am no longer obsessed with winning or losing."
"So I have a suggestion." Huo Wu stepped forward, her eyes burning with determination. "Blazing Fire Academy can forfeit its qualification and merge with Divine Wind Academy to form a team for the finals."
Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened in surprise, and he subconsciously scratched the back of his head: "This idea is very bold, but does the competition rule allow such an operation?"
Huo Wu smiled confidently: "I have considered all the details and can allow students from Blazing Fire Academy to join Divine Wind Academy to participate in the competition under the guise of transferring schools."
She lowered her voice, "As for the organizing committee's issues, I have a way to get them to agree."
"What method?" Feng Xiaotian keenly sensed the hidden meaning in her words.
Huo Wu looked at him meaningfully: "My father has some connections in the Spirit Hall, and we can exchange that for his future membership in the Spirit Hall."
Feng Xiaotian fell into deep thought.
After a moment, he raised his head, his gaze firm: "I personally fully support this plan. But I can't make decisions for the other team members; it requires their agreement."
Huo Wu was stunned for a moment. She had thought that Feng Xiaotian would agree without hesitation, but this answer was unexpected.
With Feng Xiaotian's influence, he could have easily persuaded his companions to join the Spirit Hall, but he did not do so.
Huo Wu said softly, "I didn't expect you to care so much about your teammates' feelings."
"This isn't a matter of feelings," Feng Xiaotian said seriously. "It's a matter of principle. Every team member has the right to decide how they want to play."
He paused, then added, "However, I will try my best to persuade them, since this proposal can indeed enhance our competitiveness."
Huo Wu gazed silently at the young man before her.
The afterglow of the setting sun gilded him, outlining the resolute profile of his face.
She suddenly realized that the man who had been pursuing her seemed to be more responsible than she had imagined.
A thought began to form in her mind: perhaps Feng Xiaotian would be a good lover.
"You've changed." Huo Wu's voice softened considerably. "You're more assertive than before."
Feng Xiaotian smiled sheepishly: "People always have to grow up. But my feelings for you will always remain the same."
Huo Wu turned her face away, hiding the blush that appeared on her cheeks: "Stop talking nonsense. By this time tomorrow, I want to know your whole team's decision."
"Okay." Feng Xiaotian nodded solemnly. "No matter the outcome, I will give you an explanation."
Huo Wu turned to leave, but suddenly stopped: "Feng Xiaotian."
"What's wrong?"
"If... I mean if..." Huo Wu hesitated for once, "If this plan succeeds, will you become the captain?"
Feng Xiaotian shook his head: "No, you should be the captain. After all, you proposed this plan, and..."
He gave a genuine smile and said, "Your leadership skills are better than mine."
A complex emotion flashed in Huo Wu's eyes, which ultimately turned into a faint smile: "See you tomorrow."
After saying that, she quickly left the training ground.
Feng Xiaotian stood there, watching her departing figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
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Chapter 160 Stealing the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone
Three days later, the Heaven Dou Empire's participating team, led by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, set off for Wuhun City.
This impressive procession included 15 elite academy teams, accompanying mentors, and 500 fully armed Royal Knights as guards. The orderly convoy stretched for miles along the official road.
Inside the luxurious carriage of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Ning Rongrong leaned against the soft cushions, gazing into the distance through the window.
"Brother Xinghe's current strength is truly unbelievable." She sighed softly, her voice filled with undisguised admiration. "From Soul Venerable to Soul King, it only took two and a half years. Such a breakthrough speed is simply unprecedented."
Dugu Yan frowned slightly upon hearing this: "This is all the result of his own desperate cultivation."
Her answer was brief and distant, her emerald eyes scrutinizing Ning Rongrong warily.
Ning Rongrong seemed unaware of Dugu Yan's wariness and continued to ask, "Speaking of which, where did Brother Xinghe go? We haven't seen him since we set off."
She blinked her big, watery eyes, her tone innocent and naive.
"He went home," Dugu Yan replied curtly, then turned to Zhu Zhuqing, "Zhuqing, how's your fourth soul skill coming along?"
She deliberately changed the subject, not wanting to continue this conversation that made her uncomfortable.
Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes from her meditation, her cool gaze sweeping between the two of them: "You can control five clones at the same time, and you're more skilled at it than before."
She gave a brief answer, then closed her eyes again to continue regulating her breathing.
The atmosphere inside the carriage became somewhat tense for a moment.
Ning Rongrong sighed softly, twirling her fingers around the ends of her hair: "I really wish I could be as strong as you guys."
Her voice was filled with genuine envy, "It must be amazing to fight alongside Brother Xinghe, right?"
Dugu Yan's brows furrowed even more.
Just as she was about to speak, Teacher Qin Ming's voice came from the front of the carriage: "Everyone, we are about to set up camp. Please be prepared."
The topic was temporarily put aside, but Dugu Yan's doubts lingered for a long time.
She secretly decided to pay closer attention to Ning Rongrong's every move.
...
Meanwhile, in the Fasno province in the southwest of the Tiandou Empire.
Beneath a hundred-meter waterfall adjacent to Holy Soul Village, a young figure quietly appeared; it was Chu Xinghe, who had come to find Ah Yin's hiding place.
"Now that Tang San has revealed the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao will definitely protect him closely to prevent the Spirit Hall from taking action." Chu Xinghe looked up at the cascading waterfall, his eyes gleaming with all-knowing light. "Now is the best time to obtain the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone."
He carefully observed his surroundings: "The outer mountain walls are steep, almost vertical, and match the location in my memory perfectly. The Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone should be here."
Thinking of the 100,000-year-old soul bone he was about to obtain, Chu Xinghe could not hide his excitement.
Beyond the waterfall's curtain of water lies a dark and damp cave.
Chu Xinghe followed the winding mountain cave and finally arrived at a stone chamber with a diameter of about ten square meters.
The stone chamber was empty except for a beam of sunlight that shone through a hole in the ceiling, illuminating a small mound in the center.
A unique blue silver grass grows on the mound.
It is more slender than the common Blue Silver Grass, and its leaves are covered with golden veins that extend to each vein like delicate gold threads.
This Blue Silver Grass is quite similar to the Blue Silver King that Chu Xinghe once saw, but its gold is deeper and more dazzling, and it exudes a royal aura that the Blue Silver King does not possess, shining brightly in the sunlight.
The blue silver grass swayed gently, the golden veins on its leaves shimmering faintly, exuding a gentle life force.
The blades of grass turned slightly toward where Chu Xinghe was standing, as if silently telling a story.
Chu Xinghe stared at the unusual plant, a knowing glint in his eyes.
"It really is you, Ah Yin," he thought to himself.
Although it has degenerated into an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the faint spiritual fluctuations prove that it is indeed the remnant will of a former 100,000-year-old soul beast.
He slowly crouched down, gently brushing aside the surrounding soil with his fingers. Each shovelful was carefully applied, ensuring that the delicate root system was not damaged.
When the entire Blue Silver Grass was dug up, its roots, still wrapped in soil, remained intact.
Chu Xinghe took out the Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch he had borrowed from Dugu Bo. This treasure, capable of holding living creatures, gleamed faintly in the dim stone chamber.
Just as he was about to put the blue silver grass into the specially made flowerpot, the slender grass leaves suddenly wrapped tightly around his fingers, as if making a final struggle.
"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire would suit you better," Chu Xinghe said softly, but his actions left no room for resistance.
He carefully placed the blue silver grass in the flowerpot and then put it into his magic bag.
After carefully putting away Ah Yin, Chu Xinghe carefully felt along the stone wall, and his fingertips suddenly touched a slightly protruding rock.
He pressed down slightly, and the stone wall silently slid open inward, revealing a hidden compartment.
A box made of fine iron lay quietly in the hidden compartment.
A hint of joy flashed in Chu Xinghe's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He reached out and took out the box. Its dark surface was unremarkable, yet it was unexpectedly heavy.
The moment the lid was lifted, a surge of life energy rushed out like a tide.
A crystal-clear right leg bone lay in the box, its surface shimmering with a blue-gold halo.
The intense vitality made the surrounding air thick and sticky, and Chu Xinghe's pores opened up as he greedily absorbed this pure energy.
After confirming that everything was correct, he decisively closed the box. He carefully put away the flowerpot containing Ah Yin and the soul bone, and then disappeared into the dark cave in a flash.
The cave returned to silence, as if no one had ever been there.
...
Red and blue spiritual energy rose from beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. Chu Xinghe carefully transplanted Ah Yin into the fertile soil at the edge of the well.
As soon as the Blue Silver Grass came into contact with this spiritual soil, its leaves unfurled, and the golden veins shimmered with a pleasant glow.
After settling in, Chu Xinghe sat cross-legged and took out the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, which shimmered with a blue-gold halo.
He attached the soul bone to his right leg and began to absorb it by circulating his soul power.
In an instant, surging life energy flowed into his body like a rushing river, his bones rang out with a clear sound, his meridians widened under the flow of energy, and his soul power became increasingly pure at an astonishing speed.
Fine dragon scale patterns appeared on his body, and he was enveloped in a blue-gold cocoon of light.
Six hours later, the light cocoon shattered.
Chu Xinghe opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them.
He could clearly feel the surging soul power fluctuations within his body, and his cultivation level had jumped from level 52 to level 57.
To his even greater surprise, the soul bone granted him two powerful soul skills.
When the first soul skill, "Flame Dragon Wings," is activated, scorching soul power bursts forth from behind, condensing into a pair of dragon-shaped wings made entirely of flames.
These dragon wings, with a wingspan of over three meters, not only allow him to soar freely, but also enable him to make rapid turns by adjusting the intensity of the flames.
In flight, the high-temperature flames at the edges of the dragon's wings can also form a natural protective barrier.
The second soul skill, "Undying Dragon Body," is even more amazing.
When Chu Xinghe deliberately cut his arm to test it, the wound immediately emitted a blue-gold light.
The flesh and blood could be seen wriggling and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant it was restored to its original state.
This soul skill can not only quickly repair ordinary wounds, but also regrow severed limbs.
What's even more remarkable is that the repair process consumes very little soul power, making it a life-saving technique.
Chu Xinghe stretched his limbs with satisfaction, and took one last look at Ah Yin, who was thriving under the nourishment of the ice and fire spiritual energy.
He suppressed his soul power fluctuations and strode out of the valley, preparing to head to Wuhun City to participate in the finals.
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