Dai Mubai clutched the wound on his chest and staggered to his feet. He caught the Big Sausage of Recovery Oscar tossed over, swallowed it in one bite, and stared fixedly at Qingzhu Zhu, a trace of desolation surfacing in his eyes.
He had actually lost again!
"Beauty, want a sausage?" Oscar did not dare recite the soul incantation too loudly. He offered Qingzhu Zhu a sausage as well and said with a grin, "It is better to resolve enemies than make them. We might end up living at the same academy in the future, so let's not hurt the harmony."
Yet Qingzhu Zhu did not accept Oscar's sausage at all—no matter how quietly he recited the soul incantation, she could still hear it!
"Do you understand the gap between us now? Even if I take the pure agility path, I can still defeat you. Soul skills like Netherworld Hundred Claws and Netherworld Slash can be created by me even without relying on Soul Rings!"
Qingzhu Zhu stared coldly at the unconvinced Dai Mubai. "Speed is power!"
"Little Ao, Fatty, let's go!"
Facing those cold, clear eyes, Dai Mubai felt fear for the first time. In the past, even when he lost to Qingzhu Zhu, he could always find an excuse.
For example, he had merely lost in speed and reaction time.
But now, Qingzhu Zhu had surpassed him in attack power. Not only had she cut through his White Tiger Blazing Light Wave, she had also shattered his White Tiger Body Barrier and White Tiger Adamant Transformation.
Her raw strength had completely surpassed his!
He needed some peace and quiet...
After Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun left, Qingzhu Zhu finally jumped down from the arena and exhaled a breath of stale air.
This battle had looked like a