Putting on a show! Soul Elder vs. Soul King!

Putting on a show! Soul Elder vs. Soul King!

"What, picking on the weak with your strength?"

At Zhuge Lan's command—

"Brothers, show him your martial souls and let him see who the real kings are!"

Zhu Zhuqing was the most obedient.

She revealed her Hell Spirit Cat martial soul, two yellow soul rings pulsing around her.

Ning Rongrong followed close behind.

Her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul drew a wave of shocked cries!

—This was unique to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Her two yellow soul rings were hardly noticeable by comparison.

Dai Mubai was a step slower.

He released his White Tiger martial soul, and his two yellow and one purple soul rings drew everyone's attention.

Another Soul Elder!

Seeing this, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar also revealed their martial souls and soul rings one after another.

Ye Zhiqiu's scalp went numb.

Every one of them had the optimal combination!

And there was even a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul?

Especially the leader before him. Not only was he already a Soul Elder at such a young age, but his first, second, and third soul rings were all thousand-year rings. It was downright explosive!

What kind of heavenly lineup was this?

They had to be core disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, right?

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He had kicked an iron plate!

Even the hotel owner, who had just poked his head out, quietly shrank back into the kitchen.

He could still tell which was more important: his life or money.

"Cough!"

Ye Zhiqiu swiftly put away his martial soul and laughed awkwardly—

"You young geniuses of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I apologize for the offense just now. It was all a misunderstanding!"

"I'll pay for this table today, and I'll disappear immediately."

He grabbed the terrified youth beside him and prepared to flee.

"Hold it!"

Ma Hongjun planted his hands on his hips and barked, borrowing the tiger's might—

"I already said, if you want to apologize, then hand over that girl—"

Smack!

Ma Hongjun clutched the back of his head and stared blankly at Zhuge Lan.

What the hell?

Why did you hit me?

"I didn't step forward to support you in doing bad things."

Zhuge Lan said displeasedly—

"What nonsense about those who dare not cause trouble being mediocre!"

"The only reason I stepped in was because we're a group now, and I couldn't just watch you get bullied."

"But don't go too far!"

"Otherwise, I'll deal with you right now!"

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Beneath that string of Emotional Value notifications was Ma Hongjun's bewildered fat face.

Huh?

The teachings he had received for so long made Zhuge Lan's words impossible for him to understand.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked at Zhuge Lan with sparkling eyes.

—A man who understood propriety and took responsibility—who wouldn't love someone like that?

Especially with Ma Hongjun as a comparison, he seemed even more impressive!

Having made his stance clear,

Zhuge Lan ignored Ma Hongjun. He wasn't the guy's father—why should he teach him how to behave?

He looked at Ye Zhiqiu again.

"You heard him too, Teacher."

"Although someone from our team was at fault first, no one actually made a move."

"Now, give us a solution."

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Ye Zhiqiu was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Offer compensation and apologize?

He was a Soul King, after all.

But if he simply left—

Once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect took notice of him, even if he didn't die, he'd lose a layer of skin.

No!

He would definitely die!

After hesitating briefly,

Ye Zhiqiu helplessly lowered his head. For the sake of his life, he could only humble himself.

Bang—

He dropped to his knees before Zhuge Lan and gave him a solid kowtow.

"I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai today. Please spare this lowly one, sir!"

"These students are only children. Please spare their lives as well!"

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That kneel left Zhuge Lan dumbfounded.

He even glanced down. He hadn't summoned the Li Jing Longsword, had he?

Well, this...

Was the Green-Haired Turtle martial soul really this flexible?

His attitude was so sincere that Zhuge Lan didn't even know how to proceed.

Just as he hesitated,

Ma Hongjun offered an assist. "What's the point of just talking? Give us something tangible instead."

Well done!

Just as Ye Zhiqiu pulled out his money pouch, ready to spend money to avert disaster,

Zhuge Lan pressed down on him.

He said righteously—

"We're not bandits. What would we want money for?"

As he spoke, he shot Ma Hongjun a sidelong glance.

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Ma Hongjun looked aggrieved.

Fine, he couldn't pick up girls. But he couldn't even extort some money to go visit prostitutes?

Zhuge Lan ignored him and continued—

"We're all soul masters, so naturally we'll settle this in a soul master's way."

"You and I will have a soul duel. Win or lose, this matter ends there."

"How about it?"

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Everyone was stunned!

A three-ring Soul Elder was challenging a five-ring Soul King to a soul duel?

Even if his first, second, and third soul rings were all thousand-year rings, they were still two whole major ranks apart!

Was he serious?

Ye Zhiqiu hesitated slightly, then tested him—

"Your Excellency is from the esteemed Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I presume your word is good?"

Zhuge Lan nodded firmly.

—He was merely confirming that his own word was good.

As for how Ye Zhiqiu interpreted it—

That was his own imagination and had nothing to do with Zhuge Lan.

As expected!

He really is a genius from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Then I'll focus on defense later and let this brat beat me up to vent his anger. I just need to exhaust his Soul Power.

Having made up his mind,

Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative—

"There isn't enough room here. Shall we fight outside?"

His original intention was to get more people to witness it. Young people were thin-skinned and wouldn't easily go back on their word.

But it was exactly what Zhuge Lan wanted.

—The more people there were, the more Emotional Value he could harvest.

"Let's go!"

Zhuge Lan headed for the door, casually holding Zhu Zhuqing back.

"You stay here. Don't get curious and look outside."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance and instantly understood.

—He was going to use that move!

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"Be careful," Zhu Zhuqing said with concern.

"Go easy on them. They're quite pitiful too," Ning Rongrong said sympathetically.

Then they turned and went upstairs hand in hand without the slightest hesitation.

That decisiveness

Allowed Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Dai Mubai, who had experienced it firsthand, to immediately sense danger.

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They remained where they stood.

"We'll wait here for you to come back," Dai Mubai said.

Tang San and Xiao Wu nodded along.

Although Oscar did not know what was happening, he trusted Zhuge Lan.

He also stood beside Dai Mubai.

Only Ma Hongjun, the one who had started the trouble, kept following the mature young girl on the other side as he stared at her.

As though he had heard nothing.

But—

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Could Ma Hongjun, with girls filling his mind, possibly have room for Zhuge Lan?

The answer was obvious.

The guy had heard him, but simply didn't want to obey.

Zhuge Lan did not try to persuade him and strode out of the hotel.

Kind words could never save someone determined to die.

Hearing that a Soul Elder was challenging a Soul King, quite a few spectators came to watch.

They formed layer upon layer of orderly circles, leaving the center clear.

Ye Zhiqiu stood at the back of the arena, waiting quietly.

"Ready?" Zhuge Lan asked. "The rules are simple: whoever loses the ability to fight loses."

Ye Zhiqiu silently summoned his Mystic Turtle Martial Soul. After Martial Soul Possession, he squatted on the ground, retracting all four limbs and his head into his shell.

He was ready to take a beating.

"Come on!" he said in a muffled voice.

Oh?

That was pretty cooperative.

With such a ready-made target, Zhuge Lan was in no hurry to carry out his plan—he would let the news spread further and draw more people in.

Before that, though—

He would put on a little show to attract some unlucky fools!

Then—

Zhuge Lan did not even summon his Martial Soul.

He gathered Soul Power around his fist and went straight in with a basic punch.

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Ye Zhiqiu's lips curled downward. This kid was looking down on him too much.

"Bang—"

"Crack—"

Ye Zhiqiu's shell, formed through Martial Soul Possession, shattered!

And that was not all!

All they heard was—

"Urgh—"