Four-Person Soul Battle

"Zhuqing, congratulations."

Dai Mubai looked at the victorious Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing, forcing a smile at Zhu Zhuqing.

But Zhu Zhuqing paid Dai Mubai no attention at all. One arm instinctively clung to Qian Qiao, while she repeatedly attacked him by pressing her ample chest against him.

As Qian Qiao looked at Dai Mubai, he remembered that Dai Mubai would be up next. They were from the same academy, and Dai Mubai had greeted Zhu Zhuqing only to be completely ignored.

So Qian Qiao decided he should at least acknowledge Dai Mubai.

"You're Dai Mubai, right? I wish you victory in your next match as well!"

Qian Qiao gave Dai Mubai a friendly smile.

Yet in Dai Mubai's eyes, Qian Qiao's friendly smile was an insult to him and a flaunting of Zhu Zhuqing.

But Dai Mubai naturally could not show his displeasure openly. There was no other reason—Qian Qiao was too strong.

Dai Mubai had even seen in Qian Qiao a slim chance for himself to win the throne.

Thus, Dai Mubai had to remain friendly on the surface and could not reveal any dissatisfaction.

After all, Dai Mubai had received a higher education in the Star Luo Empire.

So Dai Mubai put on what he believed was a perfect smile and said, "Yes, I'll take that as a good omen."

As Zhu Zhuqing kept tugging Qian Qiao forward, Qian Qiao said to Dai Mubai, "Sorry, I'm heading back with Zhuqing first."

Qian Qiao could only apologize to Dai Mubai. After all, Qian Qiao was still a well-mannered person.

And so, Qian Qiao let Zhu Zhuqing pull him away.

Watching Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing's departing figures, Dai Mubai slowly regained his composure despite his reluctance.

His clenched fists gradually loosened as well. As for what Dai Mubai truly thought inside, no one knew.

After all, on the scales in Dai Mubai's heart, Zhu Zhuqing did not yet weigh that heavily.

Just as Dai Mubai was about to stop letting his thoughts run wild, Ma Hongjun's voice interrupted him.

"Captain, the carriage is ready."

Ma Hongjun said.

When Dai Mubai entered the arena and looked around, he said, "It's so quiet."

"The previous match was a complete one-sided crushing victory. So, can the two sides in the next match bring us an even more exciting battle?"

"The next match features two extremely rare four-person teams! And one side includes Den-O, who, like the Armored Man, defeated the Oasis Bodyguard, winner of nine consecutive matches!"

"Let us welcome the Shrek Team!"

Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Shouzaki, and Ryotaro entered, each wearing Shrek Green battle robes specially made by Shrek Academy's dean, Franky.

Honestly, Dean Flender's taste was, to put it bluntly, worse than that of an honest man.

Oscar was also rather puzzled. At first, Flender had not intended to force them to wear these Shrek Green battle robes. But after Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had taken part in Soul Arena matches, Dean Flender's expression had turned the exact same Shrek Green as the robes they were now wearing.

And after Dai Mubai and the others had competed in the Soul Arena, before Oscar even knew Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's records, Flender had ordered him to wear this Shrek Green battle robe.

Thus, all of this left Oscar baffled and miserable. It was not often that he got to take part in a Soul Arena match.

He had wanted to show off his skills in front of Ning Rongrong, but who would have thought he would have to wear something with such terrible taste?

Anyone who saw it would say it was a green-headed fly's favorite.

Still, none of this affected Oscar, because today he would be fighting alongside Ning Rongrong.

Just thinking about stepping onto the stage with Ning Rongrong made Oscar feel a little excited.

Of course, if it were only Oscar and Ning Rongrong, two support-system Soul Masters, Oscar would not have been so confident.

The main reason was that before they entered the Soul Arena, Flender had not only given each of them a Shrek Green battle robe, but had also specifically entrusted Shouzaki with a sentence.

"Today, do whatever you want!"

That was what Flender said.

And looking at the utterly unconcerned Shouzaki beside him, Oscar, as one of the few people in Shrek Academy who knew something about Shouzaki—

Well, Oscar had plenty to say about that.

Not to mention that Ryotaro was also in Oscar's team as their hidden trump card.

So even with two support-system Soul Masters, Oscar and Ning Rongrong, in the team, Oscar could still proudly say, "Even though it's four against four, leave it to me if anything comes up!"

Oscar declared proudly.

Then Oscar and the others stepped onto the stage.

Although the four of them were somewhat restricted in appearance by Shrek Green's capes, Oscar himself was the handsome type—his good looks couldn't be concealed even by an eye patch.

Ryotaro, meanwhile, had that delicate, submissive-looking pretty-boy vibe, the kind that made people think he was easy to bully.

There was no need to say much about Ning Rongrong. She had an elegance ingrained in her bones, though as for her figure... there was only so much that could be said.

But Ning Rongrong was naturally beautiful. Even with the Shrek Green battle uniform and eye patch concealing her, she was still a budding beauty.

Lastly, there was Shouzaki. Although Shoubao wore a hairstyle rarely seen on Douluo Continent, he had the classic build that looked slim in clothes but muscular without them.

Moreover, Shoubao was the perfect clothes hanger. That roguish handsomeness blended with an intellectual air truly captivated countless young girls.

Thus, in the eyes of the audience, although the people taking the stage were dressed rather ridiculously, every single one of them was stunning.

Anyone unaware might have thought Shrek's idol group was making its debut here.

Still, good-looking people were pleasing to the eye. Before the match, most people would place a bet on Shrek Team to win.

Therefore, when Shrek Team appeared, they were greeted by a wave of cheers.

After all, when several attractive people emerged from such a crowd of crooked melons and cracked dates, it was practically like a sow competing with Diao Chan.

"And facing our Shrek Team today is Youxing Team! Let us welcome Youxing Team!"

the host called out.

At this point, Oscar could finally see the Youxing Team they would be facing today.

Youxing Team was also a four-person team.

Among the Youxing Team, there was a tall, thin blue-haired young man. One look told him that he was a speed-type fighter.

There was also a man covered in muscles, whose arm muscles were thicker than Oscar's waist. He kept striking poses onstage, drawing screams from a group of men.

The ordinary-looking one stood in the middle. His appearance was as unremarkable as his presence.

At the very front of the team stood what appeared to be an anxious young dandy, with two small bull horns protruding from his head.

For a team with such distinctive-looking members, their lineup was basically obvious at a glance.

The tall, thin one was clearly a speed-type Soul Master, while the muscular one was definitely either defense-type or assault-type.

The little-horned dandy and the inconspicuous youth were harder to distinguish, but judging by their appearances, neither of them was a Defense-type Soul Master.