Fierce Battle: Zhao Linchuan Against Seven

He threw out an enticing offer:

"As long as you win, our Soul Arena will not only pay you an amount of Gold Soul Coins guaranteed to satisfy Dean Flender, but we can also make an exception and directly promote your team Soul Fighting Medal to Silver Douluo rank!"

"This... doesn't seem to be in keeping with the Soul Arena's rules, does it?"

"Rules?" Manager Ao smiled meaningfully. "At the Suo Tuo Great Soul Arena, we are the rules."

"Fine. I accept."

Manager Ao extended his hand. "Pleasant Cooperation."

"Pleasant Cooperation."

After Yu Xiaogang left, the smile on Manager Ao's face gradually faded. He walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit Soul Arena below, unable to stop himself from murmuring in a low voice:

"Strange... how did a little place like Suotuo City draw the attention of a great figure like a Titled Douluo?"

In Shrek's preparation area, Yu Xiaogang was laying out their strategy.

"...In short, the core strategy remains unchanged."

"Use Mubai and Zhu Qing's Martial Soul Fusion Skill as our strongest point of attack. Little San will control the field and seek opportunities. Rongrong's support is crucial; she must ensure the buffs arrive immediately."

"As long as we coordinate well, defeating Zhao Linchuan is not impossible."

He looked at Zhu Zhuqing. "Zhu Qing, this time, you must cooperate perfectly with Mubai and unleash your Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Ma Hongjun cracked his knuckles, his face brimming with excitement and the flames of revenge. "Great! We've finally gotten this chance! This time, we'll settle the old score with interest!"

He subconsciously touched his waist. That kick from Zhao Linchuan last time had nearly robbed him of happiness for the rest of his life.

If not for Oscar's Big Sausage, he might truly have become a eunuch.

"Do not underestimate him!" Yu Xiaogang shot Ma Hongjun a stern look and said solemnly, "Since he dared to accept a team battle alone, he must have something to rely on."

"I suspect he may possess one, perhaps even several, extremely high-quality Soul Bones! That would greatly enhance his combat ability."

His gaze finally settled on Tang San. "Little San, this Soul Arena match is an unusual situation. I permit you... if necessary, to use that 'External Soul Bone.'"

Tang San nodded heavily. "I understand, Teacher."

Just then, the Soul Arena's announcement rang out—"Next, please welcome the Shrek Seven Devils against... huh? Against... Zhao Linchuan!"

Dai Mubai sprang from his chair, icy light flashing in his Evil Eyes. "Brothers, move! Today, we'll use his blood to wash away the shame of the Shrek Seven Devils!"

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Zhao Linchuan wore a simple fitted outfit, its hems fluttering gently in the surging Soul Power.

Opposite him, all seven members of Shrek had released their Martial Souls and stood ready.

In the Audience Seat:

"What's going on? Why is the Shrek Seven Devils' team battle opponent just one person?"

"No idea. Did the others hear Shrek's name and get too scared to show up? Look, he hasn't even summoned his Martial Soul. He must be terrified."

"That doesn't seem right. The list clearly says—Zhao Linchuan versus the Shrek Seven Devils."

"Beep—!"

At the sound of the whistle, Dai Mubai let out a furious roar. "Ning Rongrong! Buff me, now!"

Dai Mubai's first and third Soul Rings burst out with dazzling light at the same time—"White Tiger Bodyguard Barrier! White Tiger Vajra Change!"

The muscles across his body bulged, and his aura suddenly became incomparably ferocious.

"Seven Treasures turn and reveal Glazed Tile, first: strength! Second: speed!" The Seven-Colored Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm shone brilliantly as two gorgeous streams of colored light shot precisely onto Dai Mubai, causing his strength and speed to surge once more!

With the powerful enhancement, Dai Mubai explosively exerted force beneath his feet and charged straight at Zhao Linchuan's face like a true Descending Fierce Tiger!

He would erase his humiliation in the most overwhelming way possible!

Yet Zhao Linchuan remained standing still. Only when the tiger claw was about to strike his body did blinding Blue Lightning Light suddenly burst out around him.

He neither dodged nor blocked. He merely lifted his Right Hand seemingly at random—his hand was covered in solid Thunder Light, as though he wore a Lightning Glove.

Smack!

A clear, crisp sound rang out.

Dai Mubai's certain attack came to an abrupt halt. His thick neck had actually been tightly clamped in Zhao Linchuan's Right Hand!

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

Zhao Linchuan exerted force through his arm, twisted his waist, and hurled him downward with savage force!

Bang—!

A dull Huge Sound that made hearts tremble echoed out as Dai Mubai was slammed viciously into the hard floor of the Soul Fighting Arena, kicking up a ring of dust.

"Blue Silver Entanglement!" Several Blue Silver Vines instantly coiled toward Zhao Linchuan's Legs and Left Hand.

Zhao Linchuan glanced sideways. Lightning Light flashed from his Left Hand, and before the Blue Silver Grass could even reach him, it shattered inch by inch.

His Right Hand reached down and seized Dai Mubai's ankle. Then, before the horrified gaze of the Whole Audience, he swung the burly Evil-Eyed White Tiger like a ragged sack, alternately smashing him into the ground from side to side!

Bang! Bang! Bang—!

"Ah—!" Dai Mubai could not stop himself from howling.

"Zhu Qing, save him!" Tang San shouted urgently.

A Phantom Shadow darted out like a Spirit Cat. Zhu Zhuqing moved at full speed, her sharp claws aiming directly for Zhao Linchuan's back.

"Heh." A cold, contemptuous laugh.

Zhao Linchuan casually tossed the thoroughly disoriented Dai Mubai off the arena. At the same time, he shifted slightly and easily evaded the deadly claw strike.

Immediately afterward, his Right Hand shot out like lightning with perfect precision—grabbing the flexible Cat Tail behind Zhu Zhuqing!

"Ah!" Her sensitive tail restrained, Zhu Zhuqing's body instantly stiffened. Her cheeks flushed red as she let out a shriek of Shame and Anger.

Zhao Linchuan flicked his wrist and actually lifted her entire body off the ground, swinging her through the air like a windmill!

In an instant, sharp sounds of tearing air intertwined with Zhu Zhuqing's cries.

"Let her go!" Several cold flashes shot silently from Tang San's hand. Bone-Piercing Needles mixed with Silent Sleeve Arrows, sealing off every possible angle from which Zhao Linchuan could evade.

Zhao Linchuan's eyes turned slightly cold. He extended his free Left Hand, gathering Lightning Light in his palm and instantly forming a smooth Blue Lightning Shield as reflective as a mirror.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dense sounds of metal striking metal rang out like rain battering plantain leaves. Every hidden weapon struck the Lightning Shield and was knocked away, accomplishing nothing.

"Had enough?" he asked indifferently. With a fierce swing of his arm, he hurled the dizzy Zhu Zhuqing toward the edge of the arena like a sandbag.

The next moment, the Thunder Light around him erupted completely. His whole body transformed into Humanoid Blue Lightning, tearing through the air with piercing crackles as he charged toward Shrek's rear!

"Watch out!!" Tang San's Purple Demon Eye barely caught a fleeting afterimage, but it was already too late for his warning!

Zhao Linchuan had already appeared before Ning Rongrong.

Then, amid Ning Rongrong's expression of How dare you? and How could you bear to hit me?, smack—! A crisp, resounding slap rang out.

Ning Rongrong's petite body spun several times through the air before falling off the arena.