Beat Him Senseless!

"You're amazing. You're the man!"

Xu Sanshi gave Ning Wuque a thumbs-up in admiration. He no longer knew what to say. This was far too juicy—he had to share it with that bastard Bei Bei immediately!

Before long, the two happily chatted for a while longer, and soon it was time for them to take the stage for their soul duel.

"Today's seventh match in the Soul Duel Area: first-year newcomer Ning Wuque versus fifth-year student Xu Sanshi! A challenge that seems utterly one-sided, yet is filled with the unknown!"

"A newcomer? Has Xu Sanshi really fallen so low that he's bullying freshmen?"

"Something's off. This newcomer must be quite strong. Xu Sanshi may have placed restrictions on himself—this is a wager duel."

"Let's watch. I'm really looking forward to this Junior Brother's performance. Feels like he might last a few minutes against Senior Xu Sanshi."

On the Soul Duel Stage.

As Ning Wuque and Xu Sanshi stepped onto the stage, the referee's introduction and the audience's cries of surprise rose without end.

Both Xu Sanshi and the audience were eager to see why Ning Wuque had dared to challenge him. Was he overestimating himself, or did he truly have some skills?

"Martial Soul Possession! Junior Brother, I won't go easy on you."

"Senior Sanshi, I won't waste such a fine punching bag either. Martial Soul Possession!"

There was no hesitation. If Xu Sanshi had merely been an ordinary three-ringed Soul Master, Ning Wuque naturally would not have needed Martial Soul Possession. But his opponent was Xu Sanshi, a near-Soul Ancestor!

Not removing the weights on his body was already the greatest restriction Ning Wuque had imposed on himself.

Whoosh—

The audience collectively erupted after Ning Wuque revealed his soul rings upon activating Martial Soul Possession. Wave after wave of cheers continuously stimulated his desire to show off.

"Two thousand-year soul rings! Junior Brother Wuque, you really weren't bragging to me. How did you pull that off?"

Across from him, Xu Sanshi was also shocked, but he still felt it was within his control. Level forty against level twenty-two—no matter how he looked at it, the advantage was his!

So what if Ning Wuque had two thousand-year soul rings? His level was a full eighteen levels higher. Even without using soul rings, he did not believe he would lose.

At most, the fight would just take a little longer.

"Duel, begin!"

The referee's voice resounded throughout the Soul Duel Area.

Ning Wuque offered no explanation. Instead, he directly activated a soul skill and attacked Xu Sanshi.

First Soul Skill: Blood Activating Body!

His First Soul Ring lit up, and the blood in Ning Wuque's body began to boil. The training equipment that had felt somewhat heavy on him instantly became much lighter.

It was not over yet. Immediately after his First Soul Ring lit up came his Second Soul Skill, obtained from a six-thousand-seven-hundred-year Dark Gold Terror Ant. It had likewise granted Ning Wuque an extremely suitable soul skill.

"Dark Gold Ant Strength!"

It was another enhancement-type soul skill. In an instant, a layer of dark golden radiance coated Ning Wuque's fists. Then, he threw a punch straight at Xu Sanshi.

Seeing this, Xu Sanshi immediately raised the Mystic Tortoise Shell Shield in his hand to defend. He was confident that Ning Wuque's strength could never...

"Holy shit! What kind of monstrous strength is that?!"

Bang—!

Fist collided with shield, yet Xu Sanshi was sent flying several meters by Ning Wuque's punch. The force was so great that, despite being in a fully defensive posture, he scraped two long marks across the ground!

Ning Wuque gave Xu Sanshi no time to catch his breath.

His Second Soul Skill was not as perfect as his First Soul Skill; it could not continue granting him enhancement after he detonated his soul ring.

But it was still excellent!

Dark Gold Ant Strength allowed Ning Wuque to unleash three times, or at most five times, the punching force based on his current physique! The strength of each punch depended only on how much Soul Power he output, and it continuously consumed Soul Power while active.

It was equivalent to giving him the ant tribe's greatest talent—its bodily structure. Though it was not as exaggerated as lifting objects hundreds of times its own size, a fivefold increase in strength could be useful in the early, middle, and late stages alike.

Even if it could only be applied to both fists, Ning Wuque was already extremely satisfied.

With just two soul rings, he had obtained two of the three strongest traits of the Dark Gold Ant tribe. If he could hunt a thousand-year Dark Gold Ant King—an ant queen—for his third soul ring, perhaps he might even obtain that final divine skill!

"Hey, hey, hey, you really aren't holding back at all."

"Since my opponent is Senior Sanshi, of course I have to give it my all!"

Ning Wuque casually replied, then began swinging his fists, punch after punch striking Xu Sanshi's Mystic Tortoise Shell Shield. Only after beating him until he no longer dared to counterattack did he quietly cancel the effect of his Second Soul Skill and start using Xu Sanshi as a human punching bag to practice his punches.

Peng peng peng—

The sound of fists striking flesh rang out without end.

"It hurts! It really hurts!"

After several minutes of getting pummeled head-on, Xu Sanshi was nearly losing consciousness. Unable to use soul skills, he could not fight back at all before Ning Wuque. Worse, this guy's physique was monstrous, as if he would never tire no matter how much he fought.

And whenever Ning Wuque could not break through his defense, he would use his Second Soul Skill to forcibly open it up, then rain punches down on him in a brutal beating.

Humiliating. Too humiliating!

No matter how tough he was, he could not endure being worn down like this. To hell with this duel!

Finally, after a full seven minutes of suffering, Xu Sanshi could no longer hold back and chose to surrender.

"I surrender, I surrender! Stop already! I've got the worst luck today."

Seeing Xu Sanshi surrender, Ning Wuque stopped punching somewhat listlessly. After releasing Martial Soul Possession, he looked at Xu Sanshi with resentment.

This punching bag was no fun at all. He had actually surrendered!

It was like suddenly pulling out in the middle of making love. I'm enjoying myself, and you're saying you're done?

"The soul duel is over!"

The referee's declaration rang out.

On the Soul Duel Stage, both sides withdrew their Martial Souls and walked off the stage together.

On the way, the bruises covering Xu Sanshi's body were hidden beneath his clothes, but the fist marks on the fabric alone showed just how ruthlessly Ning Wuque had hit him.

"Here, take it. I really got taken down by you today. By the way, how did you get a thousand-year First Soul Ring? Is your Martial Soul a Body Spirit Soul?"

"No. My Martial Soul is the Dark Gold Terror Ant, and my First Soul Ring came from the same species as my Martial Soul. As for how I could absorb it... perhaps it's because I usually love exercising."

"Fine, don't tell me. But your strength is seriously terrifying. Those fists are so heavy!"

After saying that, Xu Sanshi took out some healing pills from his Storage Soul Tool and casually swallowed them.

Beside him, Ning Wuque also put away the wager from this soul duel, intending to give it to Ning Tian later. The two headed toward the exit, but to Ning Wuque's surprise, two figures were waiting for him there.

"Wuque~"

"Ning Tian?"

Since he had already dealt with Xu Sanshi, Ning Wuque did not avoid calling Ning Tian by name in front of him.

Beside him, Xu Sanshi quietly slipped away from Ning Wuque with a teasing expression, standing not far away to watch the show. But what happened next made this old turtle, who had long pursued her without success, utterly break down.

"You performed wonderfully just now. You must feel uncomfortable being covered in sweat, right? Go take a bath first. Then we'll go to the cafeteria and have a big meal to reward you."

Ning Tian stepped forward to stand before Ning Wuque. Her tone was gentle, and when she finished speaking, she even reached out and tidied his slightly messy collar.