Ning Rongrong: Qing Mu's Support Abilities Surpass Mine?

If it had merely been Blue Silver Grass rejecting the other party, Tang San would not have hesitated so much. After all, it was highly likely that the other party possessed a martial soul that countered Blue Silver Grass.

However, what puzzled Tang San most was that while Blue Silver Grass intensely rejected the other party, it also seemed somewhat drawn to him. This contradictory reaction left Tang San at a loss for a moment.

Qing Mu had no idea what Tang San was thinking. If he had known, he would have instantly understood that this sense of closeness came from his special physique, transformed by the Wood Spirit Seed.

The Wood Spirit Seed held an extremely powerful attraction for all wood-attribute soul masters, and after fusing with Qing Mu's body, that attraction had been amplified dozens of times.

If Tang San's martial soul had been the Blue Silver Emperor, it would have been one thing. Its quality was high enough that the Wood Spirit Seed would have had limited effect on it.

But Tang San's martial soul was still only Blue Silver Grass. Though it carried the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, it was not much different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass in practice. Naturally, it felt close to Qing Mu.

As for why it rejected him, it was likely because the Blue Silver Emperor and Bulbasaur occupied somewhat overlapping positions.

The Blue Silver Emperor could control plants, especially Blue Silver Grass, and use them for itself. As a grass-type Pokémon, Bulbasaur also possessed this ability to a certain extent.

Qing Mu's First Soul Skill, Grassy Terrain, was one specific manifestation of that ability.

Thus, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass naturally issued a warning. It was a wariness toward a peer that came from deep within its bloodline.

Just then, the announcer entered and called out, "The next battle: Garlic Turtle versus Xiao Wu!"

"Pfft—Garlic Turtle?"

Upon hearing that name, Ning Rongrong of Shrek immediately burst out laughing, while the others also struggled to hold back their amusement.

They knew it was most likely a codename, but Garlic Turtle? Just how wild did someone's imagination have to be to come up with a codename like that?

Ning Rongrong even nudged Xiao Wu with her elbow and laughed. "Xiao Wu, you're so lucky. Garlic Turtle—he doesn't sound strong at all!"

Yet in the next moment, Ning Rongrong's teasing abruptly stopped.

That was because she saw a strange man in a black robe and mask suddenly rise from a room. A powerful aura instantly swept toward them, making Ning Rongrong's face turn pale.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others did not look much better either. The aura the other party gave off alone was enough to prove that he was definitely no weakling.

On the contrary, judging by the killing intent contained within that aura, he was very likely a powerful expert who had fought his way through countless battles.

Qing Mu paid no attention to the Shrek group. He swiftly passed by Tang San and the others, heading toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

Only after Qing Mu had left did Tang San and the others finally let out a breath of relief. The sense of oppression Qing Mu had brought them had been far too strong.

Tang San then solemnly said to Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, this Garlic Turtle is very strong. You absolutely cannot let your guard down!"

However, Xiao Wu only revealed a confident smile in response to Tang San's warning. "Don't worry, Third Brother. Don't you know how strong I am? I'll definitely defeat that Garlic Turtle and claim five consecutive victories!"

After saying that, Xiao Wu waved to Tang San and the others before turning and walking toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

At the center of the Soul Fighting Arena, a middle-aged man in a tailcoat cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Next, we will hold the eighth one-on-one soul fight at the Twelve Spirit Duel Arena! This is a battle between Soul Elders. The first contestant is our old friend Xiao Wu, a Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul master who has already achieved four consecutive victories. Her opponent is a newcomer whose martial soul is Green Vine. His name is Garli—"

At this point, the middle-aged man in the tailcoat suddenly paused. After a moment, he continued, "Oh~ it seems this contestant does not wish to reveal his identity. He is using an interesting codename: Garlic Turtle!"

The audience in the stands had originally been rather listless and did not have high expectations for this battle. But upon hearing the codename Garlic Turtle, their interest was instantly piqued.

They wanted to see what kind of person this newcomer called Garlic Turtle was, to have such an imaginative mind that he could link garlic and turtles together.

"Now, please welcome the two Soul Elders to the stage!"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Mu landed on the Soul Fighting Arena. Xiao Wu immediately leaped up after him.

The two stood facing each other. Xiao Wu called out to Qing Mu across from her, "Hey, use whatever abilities you've got. Don't lose later and say that Sister Xiao Wu didn't give you a chance."

"Since that's the case, then I won't hold back!"

Hearing this, Qing Mu smiled faintly as three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared around him.

As his First Soul Ring lit up, lush grass instantly spread across the Soul Fighting Arena, leaving everyone watching the battle stunned.

"That's a support soul skill. Could he be a Support System Soul Master?"

Ning Rongrong's expression immediately turned serious as she looked at the field of grass that had suddenly appeared on the stage.

As a Support Soul Master, Ning Rongrong could naturally tell that Qing Mu's grass field possessed the ability to heal injuries, and its healing efficiency was not low.

But at the same time, Ning Rongrong was puzzled. If he truly was a Support Soul Master, why was he participating in a one-on-one soul fight?

"No, he shouldn't be a Support Soul Master. Or rather, at the very least, he isn't a purely Support System Soul Master!"

Tang San stared at the grassy field and stated with certainty, "I can sense a form of enhancement from this field, and that enhancement is no weaker than your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Rongrong!"

"What!?"

Ning Rongrong was shocked once again upon hearing Tang San's words. Her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was the number one support martial soul in the world, far superior to ordinary support martial souls.

Yet Tang San was saying that a soul master who was not even dedicated to support possessed enhancement abilities no weaker than her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. How could she not be astonished?

Tang San nodded. "That's right. But this enhancement should only work on wood-attribute soul masters, so it is far less versatile than your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Rongrong."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong had mixed feelings. Tang San did not know that this grassy field possessed not only enhancement effects, but also a certain degree of healing ability. If that healing ability were included, then the other party's support capabilities surpassed hers.

After explaining this to Ning Rongrong, Tang San fixed his gaze firmly on Qing Mu. No wonder Blue Silver Grass felt close to him. It was because the other party possessed a soul skill specifically meant to support wood-attribute soul masters.

But where did Blue Silver Grass's sense of rejection toward him come from?

After laying down the grassy field, Qing Mu made a welcoming gesture toward Xiao Wu and said, "Garlic Turtle, thirty-fourth-rank Control System Battle Spirit Master. Please enlighten me!"