Ma Hongjun Arrives in Heaven Dou City, Sweeps the Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena, and Demands Jian Jiu Come Out to Face Him

(Comprehending Yaoguang · Li Zhexian)

Outside Suotuo City.

Shrek Academy.

Master and Flender had gotten into an argument.

"Eight months from now, the Elite Soul Master Tournament begins."

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy has two slots. Let Xiao San and the others temporarily join Huangdou Academy as exchange students until the Elite Soul Master Tournament ends."

"I disagree!"

Flender slammed his hand on the table and rose to his feet, glaring at Master. "The children belong to Shrek!"

"Master, don't forget that Shrek is the fruit of twenty years of my hard work!"

There was no change in expression on Master's stiff face.

"Flender, can you provide Xiao San and the others with a simulated cultivation environment?"

"Does Shrek Academy have the qualifications to let them participate in the Elite Soul Master Tournament?"

"And what makes you think that after entering Huangdou Academy, they will no longer belong to Shrek?"

Flender was left speechless.

Master continued calmly, "A simulated cultivation environment can greatly accelerate Xiao San and the others' cultivation efficiency."

"You should know what the rewards of the Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are, and how important they are to them."

"Therefore, all seven of them must go to Huangdou Academy."

There was another reason buried deep in his heart, one he did not voice aloud.

He wanted everyone who had looked down on him, everyone who had questioned his Martial Soul theories, to see clearly!

The students Yu Xiaogang had raised!

They would surely shake the entire Spirit Master World!

They would make the whole continent take notice!

Teachers' dormitory area.

Inside a low, plain house.

Zhao Wuji roughly stuffed his clothes into a travel bag.

At that moment, Ma Hongjun squeezed his round body inside, his face piled with smiles.

"Teacher Zhao, what are you doing?"

Zhao Wuji did not even raise his head.

"Can't you see I'm packing?"

"Several Shrek teachers will be going with you to Huangdou Academy."

"I'm heading to Heaven Dou City first to scout it out and find a place big enough to cram all of us in."

At those words, Ma Hongjun's small eyes instantly lit up with a sly gleam.

"Teacher Zhao, take me with you!"

"Hm?"

Zhao Wuji's thick brows twisted into a knot as he eyed him suspiciously.

"What the hell are you plotting, kid?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to get to Heaven Dou City?"

Ma Hongjun's fat face fell.

"Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing went to Star Dou Forest for training."

"Third Brother and Boss Dai are being specially trained by Master every day. That only leaves me and Oscar, that Sausage Guy."

"Teacher Zhao, let me go to the Imperial City with you. I can hone myself at the Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena."

Zhao Wuji rubbed his prickly stubble.

"If Master and the Dean agree, I have no objection."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao!"

Student dormitory.

The instant the door closed.

Dai Mubai stepped forward, his Evil Eyes fixed tightly on Ma Hongjun.

"Fatty, did it work?"

"Of course!"

Ma Hongjun nodded proudly, then a lecherous look appeared on his fat face.

"But, Boss Dai..."

"Are the girls in the Imperial City really as exciting as you said?"

Dai Mubai snorted.

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Think about my status."

"Hmph. Back in Star Luo Imperial City, when had there ever been fewer than two girls in my arms?"

His tone suddenly changed.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

"Fatty, I'll cover all the money you spend on girls."

"But don't forget what you promised me..."

Ma Hongjun slapped his chest loudly.

"Don't worry, Boss Dai. Isn't it just that Jian Jiu?"

"I'll do some probing for you."

"Not probing!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his Evil Eyes, a vicious aura rushing forth.

"If you run into him, destroy him for me!"

"Best if... he can never hold a sword again for the rest of his life!"

Ever since Zhu Zhuqing had gone after the Huangdou Academy team that day.

He had kept it in mind.

By sheer coincidence, he had overheard three girls chatting.

Thinking of Zhu Zhuqing's shy tone whenever she mentioned Jian Jiu.

Dai Mubai was driven nearly mad with envy.

He had pressed Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong for answers.

But the three sisters were close, and they kept their mouths shut.

As for asking Zhu Zhuqing directly.

She had never even given him a proper glance.

"Oh, right..."

Remembering what Yu Tianheng had said, Dai Mubai reminded him, "That Jian Jiu is no pushover. Be careful."

At that moment, Ma Hongjun's mind was filled with the alluring sights of the Imperial City's Brothel District. He was practically drooling. How could he possibly listen?

"Is Jian Jiu's sword sharp?"

"Watch my Phoenix Flames melt his sword into molten iron!"

Dai Mubai smiled and nodded.

He acknowledged Ma Hongjun's strength.

Even he found the latter's Phoenix Flames troublesome.

"You haven't told Master and the Dean yet. Will they agree to let you go to the Imperial City?"

Ma Hongjun answered with perfect confidence, even carrying the smugness of someone who had been tacitly permitted.

"Of course they will."

"When I vent my Evil Fire, Master and the Dean both turn a blind eye."

In Master's and the Dean's eyes.

When a genius Spirit Master they had taught took common women into his bed, those women ought to feel honored.

And that twisted perception had also taken root in Ma Hongjun's heart.

One day later.

Heaven Dou Imperial City.

"Once you've signed up, get your ass back to the inn!"

Zhao Wuji instructed Ma Hongjun, glaring with eyes as wide as bells.

"Got it, got it."

Ma Hongjun answered absentmindedly. His eyes were already glued to the bustling streets of the Imperial City, especially the flamboyantly dressed women.

The moment the two parted ways.

Ma Hongjun plunged straight into the Imperial City's largest den of pleasure.

Half an hour later.

Ma Hongjun emerged glowing with satisfaction, escorted out by two heavily powdered women with giggling smiles. Smacking his lips contentedly, he said, "That hit the spot! Tsk, time to handle business!"

Arriving at the Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena.

Standing before the towering structure, Ma Hongjun felt his mind jolt from its brutal aura.

He took a deep breath. Ferocity rose across his fat face as he strode inside.

"I'll make the name Evil Fire Phoenix resound throughout the Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena!"

"Jian Jiu?"

"Heh..."

For several days in a row.

Ma Hongjun drifted between beds of pleasure and bloody fighting arenas.

To be fair.

Setting his character aside, in terms of talent alone.

Ma Hongjun truly was a phoenix rising from a chicken coop.

Three soul fights every day.

In every match, he crushed his opponents with overwhelming force.

And because of his Silver Badge record at the Suotuo City Soul Fighting Arena.

The Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena's audience soon learned that this arrogant fatty actually came from a remote border town.

To be trampled so brutally on their home turf by an outsider.

The Imperial City audience had undoubtedly been slapped hard across the face.

Finally.

Amid countless calls.

A Spirit Master of real standing took the field: Yufeng of the Imperial Dou Team.

Boom—!

With a dull impact.

Yufeng, blackened like charcoal from head to toe and dressed in tattered robes, collapsed limply on the cold arena floor like a heap of mud.

Ma Hongjun stood proudly in the center of the arena, Phoenix Wings blazing behind him, Purple Flame coiling around his body. He looked like the Flame Monarch.

His right foot was planted on Yufeng's chest. Sweeping his gaze across the deathly silent stands, he smacked his lips disdainfully.

"That's it?"

"That's it?"

"That's all the Imperial City Soul Fighting Arena has?"

Humiliated like this, Yufeng clenched his teeth tightly and trembled as he tried to rise.

Ma Hongjun folded his arms, lifted his foot, and stomped down again.

Crack—

Along with the sound of shattering ribs, blood gushed wildly from Yufeng's mouth.

At that moment, even the bloodthirsty spectators felt a piercing humiliation.

"Don't get cocky! The Imperial City still has Yu Tianheng, and Jian Jiu has never lost!"

"Jian Jiu can split you, you Fat Fire Turkey, in half with one sword strike!"

"Where is Jian Jiu?! Why hasn't he stepped in yet?!"

Curses surged like a tide below the stage.

Yufeng's face was pressed against the cold ground, blood spilling from his mouth and nose as he struggled to speak. "The... captain returned to his clan for training..."

"And the strongest, Jian... Jian Jiu, hasn't shown himself either..."

"Beating me... means nothing..."

Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes and slowly ground his right foot down, listening to Yufeng's agonized screams beneath it.

His gaze swept wantonly across the enraged crowd below. His arrogant voice, laden with provocation, exploded beside everyone's ears.

"Yu Tianheng? Just a defeated opponent."

"As for that Jian Jiu who keeps hiding his head..."

"Let him come out and face me."

At this moment.

Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

After countless failures.

Li Zhexian had finally brewed the Ice Flame Immortal Dew...

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