Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan

Watching the scene unfold in the arena, Tang San immediately stood up, his eyes filled with shock.

He knew that Grassy Terrain possessed healing abilities, but he had never expected Qing Mu's Second Spirit Skill to have healing capabilities as well.

Moreover, it made him think of an unsettling possibility.

Since the two Spirit Skills Qing Mu had displayed so far both possessed healing abilities, what about Leech Seed? Could Qing Mu's constantly concealed Third Spirit Skill also have restorative effects?

At that moment, Dai Mubai on the Soul Fighting Arena also noticed this unfavorable development. He hurriedly unleashed his First Soul Skill, White Tiger Body Protection Barrier. A layer of white light immediately appeared, blocking the blue-green vines' attack.

At the same time, he fired another milky-white orb of light from his mouth toward Qing Mu.

Boom—

As expected, the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave struck Qing Mu, but Dai Mubai's expression grew even darker.

Because just then, Qing Mu's Giga Drain had once again breached his White Tiger Body Protection Barrier. While attacking him now, it was also continuously draining the energy within his body.

Meanwhile, across from him, countless pale-green motes of light and the energy from Giga Drain continuously flowed into Qing Mu's body, restoring the injuries he had sustained earlier.

Dai Mubai realized something terrifying: if he remained too afraid to move forward, he would never be able to defeat Qing Mu. Instead, he would lose the battle after exhausting all his energy.

A wave of commotion erupted from the stands.

There was actually a way to fight like this? Many spectators felt as though their horizons had been broadened.

Inside one of the VIP boxes, two women in their early twenties were also watching the battle.

One wore an emerald-green slit gown and had short dark-purple hair. Her figure was alluring, while her pair of green snake eyes gave her an eerie charm.

The other wore black, with a black veil covering her face. She had a slender figure, and a cascade of blue hair spilled down her back. There was no emotion in her eyes, yet a faint air of solitude and desolation surrounded her.

At that moment, the snake-eyed woman watched Qing Mu recover rapidly below and teasingly said to the woman in black beside her, "This Garlic Turtle's fighting style is rather interesting. It even feels a little like your Nine Heart Begonia, Lingling. What do you think?"

"If we speak only of recovery ability, he is still not strong enough. But he can fight on his own, and he is not weak at that. That is something I cannot compare to."

The woman in black had an exceptionally ethereal voice, so ethereal that it almost sounded unreal.

That was right. They were Dugu Yan, vice-captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, and its support member, Ye Lingling. Invited by Suotuo City's nobles, they had come to Suotuo City with their team.

They had heard that two people with more than ten consecutive victories were fighting at the Branch Spirit Arena today. With nothing better to do, they had come to watch and assess the level of Spirit Masters at the Suo Tuo Great Spirit Arena. They had not expected to witness such an interesting scene.

Dugu Yan gave an intrigued smile. "Not necessarily. According to the information, this Garlic Turtle knows a Self-Created Soul Skill. And he has never revealed his Third Spirit Skill, either. Who knows what kind of effect it has?"

Upon hearing that, a trace of movement appeared in Ye Lingling's otherwise emotionless eyes, and her gaze focused on Qing Mu below.

Could there truly be someone in this world who could achieve the same effect without relying on the Nine Heart Begonia?

"No, I can't keep this up. Even if I have to endure this Garlic Turtle's Leech Seed, I have to get close and finish him off. Otherwise, I'll definitely be worn to death!"

With that thought, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and charged toward Qing Mu.

In an instant, the only pale-purple Soul Ring around Dai Mubai lit up. His body swelled dramatically, his clothes immediately burst apart, and his skin nearly transformed into tiger hide.

This was Dai Mubai's Third Spirit Skill and his trump card—White Tiger Adamant Transformation!

As a secret move carefully selected by the Star Luo Imperial Family, White Tiger Adamant Transformation enhanced every aspect of the body. Attack power, defense, strength, resistance—all of them doubled. For a Spirit Skill provided by a Soul Beast of barely over a thousand years, it was undoubtedly one of the finest Spirit Skills.

Facing Dai Mubai as he charged over in an almost tiger-man form, Qing Mu felt some pressure as well. He immediately flicked out a Leech Seed.

"You think it'll be so easy to restrain me?"

Seeing this, Dai Mubai sneered. In his view, Qing Mu's Leech Seed was indeed powerful, but it was not without weaknesses.

Dai Mubai immediately pushed off with his left foot and swiftly leaped two and a half meters to the right, avoiding Qing Mu's Leech Seed.

As for why it was two and a half meters, that was because Qing Mu's Leech Seed could activate on its own, and its attack range was precisely two and a half meters.

This had been determined through the defeat of an unlucky Agility Attack System Spirit Master in a previous battle. Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had then recorded the information and told Dai Mubai.

After consecutively dodging several of Qing Mu's Leech Seeds, Dai Mubai burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Garlic Turtle, didn't expect that, did you? Your Self-Created Soul Skill has already been exposed. Now you can no longer rely on this move to show off your ferocity."

At the same time, Dai Mubai could not help sighing inwardly. Qing Mu's Leech Seeds were not particularly fast. As long as one was prepared, they would not be easily caught by them. Yet everyone before him had fallen to this move, which showed just how important intelligence was.

However, Qing Mu's expression did not change in the slightest after hearing Dai Mubai's words. He merely tossed a Leech Seed in every direction around himself.

The attack range of a Leech Seed was two and a half meters. On the vast Soul Fighting Arena, that might have seemed insignificant, but when placed around Qing Mu, it could completely enclose him and form a troublesome defensive layer.

Such a defense might have limited use against Spirit Masters who relied on long-range attacks for damage, but against a Spirit Master like Dai Mubai, who wanted to decide the battle in close combat, it was an insurmountable chasm.

When Dai Mubai saw Qing Mu's actions, his heart immediately tightened. As expected, he had done this.

This was the most disgusting fighting style Qing Mu had displayed over the past half month, and the one close-combat Spirit Masters hated the most.

Close-combat Spirit Masters had to fight at close range, but Qing Mu had filled the area around himself with Leech Seeds. The moment someone approached, they would activate.

For that very reason, although Dai Mubai was a close-combat Assault System Spirit Master, his first instinct had been to continuously wear Qing Mu down with White Tiger Fierce Light Wave. He had wanted to rely on his stronger physique and endurance to win a battle of attrition.

But no one had expected Qing Mu's Second Spirit Skill to have the additional effect of healing injuries. As a result, Dai Mubai's long-range attacks could not even keep up with Qing Mu's recovery, forcing him to use White Tiger Adamant Transformation and fight at close quarters.

Within a few breaths, Dai Mubai rushed before Qing Mu. The instant he stepped into the area around Qing Mu, the Leech Seed in his direction abruptly grew and shot toward Dai Mubai.