The competition continued.
There were over ninety students and more than forty matches, but it didn't take too long. Soon, it was his turn.
"Good luck."
Hearing Xiao Xiao's encouragement beside him, Chu Mo nodded and headed toward the arena.
"Begin!"
Zhou Yi's voice came from the side.
At her words, Chu Mo immediately summoned his Martial Soul. Three Spirit Rings appeared in an instant.
"Gurgle, gurgle." Xiao Lu was no exception, yawning and clearly not at all alert.
"Wow!"
"What a cute little thing!"
As expected, the moment Xiao Lu appeared, several female students gasped in surprise.
"Could that be a Slime? It looks so round and cuddly."
"So cute."
Wang Dong'er was no exception. She had bought all that fruit a few days ago so she could cuddle Xiao Lu, but she still hadn't gotten the chance.
Now, watching the plump little Xiao Lu appear, she felt an irresistible itch, as if a kitten were scratching at her heart.
"Heh, being cute won't help you win."
His opponent looked at Chu Mo, clearly jealous of how popular he was. Muttering under his breath, he activated his Martial Soul Possession as well.
"White Wolf Possession!"
Chu Mo took a fighting stance. Xiao Lu slowly grew larger and rose into the air, while a purple-black gas began to emanate from its green body.
The Shadow Mist instantly obscured Chu Mo's figure.
Zhou Yi pushed up her glasses at the sight, suddenly intrigued.
"Oh, that's interesting."
With her Soul Emperor cultivation, she could sense Xiao Lu's condition through the mist. It had turned into a cat.
The man who had possessed the White Wolf Martial Soul was now utterly confused. The arena had been bright just moments ago, but now it was shrouded in darkness.
Gulp.
"I can't see a thing!