Victory Over Strength, Tear Open Your Mouth!

"Second Soul Skill, Lamenting Wind Howl."

The Qing Luan Martial Soul let out bursts of clear, melodious luan cries.

Soul Masters with weaker spiritual power would easily fall under its effects.

As expected, the Xiong brothers were hit. Their senses were numbed, and they could no longer keep track of Wu Qi's constantly flickering figure.

Wu Qi's objective was clear. The Crane Cloud Wings unfurled beneath the cover of his Phoenix Wings, and with the tremendous speed boost, he streaked across the arena like a phantom, his target aimed directly at Xiong Er.

"Second Brother!" Xiong Da's eyes widened.

With his senses numbed and his limbs refusing to obey him, he needed time to rush over and provide support.

Noticing his reaction, Wu Qi inwardly thought that it was indeed as he had expected.

What older brother who cared deeply for his younger brother would willingly leave him in danger?

As long as Xiong Da only wanted to come to his brother's aid, Ning Rongrong would be absolutely safe.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul's continuous enhancement was crucial to the outcome of this Soul Fighting match. Wu Qi had no intention of "losing" Ning Rongrong right from the start!

His sharpened wings slashed down again and again.

Xiong Er's senses were numbed, and he found it difficult to handle Wu Qi's fierce assault.

In just a single breath, several wounds carved by sharp weapons appeared across his body, blood flowing without stop.

Wu Qi released the Second Soul Skill, and the mental control effect gradually faded.

As the numbness vanished, Xiong Da quickly rushed over to support him.

"First Soul Skill, Frenzied Bear Crushing Fist."

As a strength-type Soul Master, the power behind this punch was not to be underestimated.

Previously, Wu Qi would not have chosen to meet it head-on.

But with Ning Rongrong's strength enhancement, Wu Qi's fighting style became bolder.

He kicked out with his right leg and blocked Xiong Da's crushing fist. Borrowing the momentum of the punch, he retreated backward with the force.

Xiong Da did not hurry to pursue. He turned to inspect Xiong Er's injuries, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

He seemed to understand that Wu Qi had not targeted Xiong Er because of his lower Soul Power Level, but because he had seized upon Xiong Da's weakness.

His opponent was certain that he would not take the initiative to attack Ning Rongrong. Otherwise, the one who made the first move would surely suffer the disadvantage.

Such terrifying insight was not something an ordinary genius could possess.

Wu Qi's true strength was the complete opposite of his duo's name!

The spectators' attitudes shifted with the battle.

Wu Qi displayed extraordinary strength and toyed with the two opponents in the palm of his hand, immediately earning the audience's lavish praise.

Some were also puzzled. "With strength like that, why choose such a name for their duo?"

Warm Heart Nook sounded overflowing with young girl charm at first glance.

But once they saw Ning Rongrong on the arena, many spectators immediately understood.

The match continued.

Wu Qi had gained the upper hand in the first exchange, but it was insignificant in terms of the overall battle.

As a Soul Master, Xiong Er possessed extremely tenacious vitality. Even with blood continuously flowing from his wounds, his strength did not diminish.

"Second Soul Skill, War Roar!"

Xiong Da and Xiong Er activated their Soul Skills at the same time.

It was some kind of enhancement-type Soul Skill. Wu Qi could sense that the brothers' auras had risen twice over.

Apparently, this Second Soul Skill could not only enhance themselves, but also extend its effects to teammates.

Wu Qi recalled a theory he had once read about in a book.

Blood siblings with exceptionally close relationships could not only develop a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but might also possess complementary Soul Skills, similar to the pack buffs in games from his previous life.

The Frenzied Bear Duo's consecutive victories had not come through trickery, but through genuine strength.

Wu Qi attacked again, targeting Xiong Da directly to test his strength after receiving the enhancement.

"Wing Blade Slash!"

His sharpened wings suddenly slashed out, their passage through the air producing a crisp sound.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xiong Da's mouth. He stretched out both claws and caught the attack.

"Kid, you're the most talented person I've ever seen in my life, but unfortunately, you haven't grown strong enough yet."

"Today, my brother and I will teach you a proper lesson!"

When it came to geniuses, Xiong Da's eyes held envy and jealousy, but even more than that, a thirst for victory.

Wu Qi's heart sank.

This all-around enhancement made Xiong Da's strength no weaker than that of an ordinary Soul Ancestor. He would be extremely difficult to deal with.

But Wu Qi was far from out of options.

He unleashed the Spiritual Luan Martial Void Technique. The rapid slashes of his Wing Blades held back Xiong Da's assault.

This was a two-versus-two Soul Fighting match, yet Wu Qi was only keeping one opponent occupied!

The brothers exchanged glances. Xiong Er immediately stepped forward, intending to eliminate Ning Rongrong.

Wu Qi secretly rejoiced.

Xiong Da had not grown suspicious when he changed targets, while Xiong Er seemed to trust his older brother completely.

Seeing his opponent expose his back, Wu Qi prepared for a sneak attack.

When Ning Rongrong saw Xiong Er charging toward her, she took a step back.

She did not immediately leave the arena, still hoping that Wu Qi could come to her rescue.

As Xiong Er drew closer step by step, Wu Qi showed no sign of helping her out. Ning Rongrong understood that it was time for her to leave the arena.

Just before Xiong Er's claws struck, her right foot stepped outside the arena boundary, and the referee immediately announced her elimination.

Xiong Er promptly withdrew his attack.

Attacking an already eliminated contestant was a major taboo. If he encountered an unforgiving referee, he too would be declared eliminated.

A perfect opportunity!

The Spiritual Luan Martial Void Technique had already accumulated tremendous power. Wu Qi broke free from Xiong Da's entanglement and shot toward Xiong Er's back at high speed.

"Watch out!" Xiong Da shouted a warning.

Xiong Er hurriedly turned around, but in the blink of an eye, Wu Qi had already arrived before him.

"Third Soul Skill, Storm Surge!"

The Qing Luan Wings flapped rapidly, raising fierce gales around Xiong Er's body.

Before he could resist, Xiong Er's body was swept into them.

The gales were like blades. Within them, the wounds on Xiong Er's body were continuously torn open, until he was finally flung out of the arena and crashed to the ground.

The wounds on his body were not too serious. Only the corner of his mouth had been sliced open by a long gash that extended to his cheek.

Clearly, this was Wu Qi's response to his reckless words!

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed, standing beneath the arena and clapping without stop.

Each side had eliminated one person, turning the arena into a one-on-one battle.

At the same time, both sides' enhancement Soul Skills disappeared. What followed would be a contest of pure strength.

Wu Qi was unsure whether they possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Eliminating one of them first would completely dismantle that trump card.

Xiong Da's face was terrifyingly grim. His gaze burned as he said, "Kid, you should never have injured Xiong Er like this!"

Scars on the body could be hidden beneath clothing, but scars on the face could not!

Wu Qi replied indifferently, "He should learn to grow up, instead of relying on his older brother's strength to commit evil!"

In one-on-one battles against opponents of the same level, Wu Qi had never suffered defeat.

But he was not arrogant because of it, nor did he underestimate his opponent.

In the battle that followed against Xiong Da, his performance was exceptionally brilliant, almost bringing every one of his advantages to its limit.

"Short-legged" Xiong Da could not touch him at all. He was even led around by the nose from start to finish.

There was no suspense in the match. Five minutes later, Xiong Da voluntarily admitted defeat, bringing it to an end.

The spectacle of defeating the strong while weak was the very definition of a satisfying underdog story.

There was nothing the spectators loved more than this kind of match.

For a time, thunderous cheers erupted beneath the arena.

Qiangu Changkong, seated among the audience, watched with blazing eyes.

What Wu Qi could do, his future self would certainly be able to do as well!