Zijun vs. Dai Mubai!

"We want to register for the competition."

As they entered the Spirit Fighting Arena, impassioned cheers echoed through the entire hall like crashing waves!

At the registration counter, the three of them likewise signed up under false names.

Asura, Xue'er, and Na'er.

"These are your competition badges. Newly registered Spirit Masters are generally assigned Iron Soul Fighter rank. Good luck."

The young woman at the registration desk introduced them with her hands folded over her abdomen.

After accepting the Iron Soul Fighter badges, Zijun, wearing a half-face black-and-red Ghost mask, asked again.

"Excuse me... where can I place bets?"

Hearing the word "bets," the cashier at the counter looked Zijun and the other two over.

They're dressed rather well. Did I guess wrong? They aren't noble children?

Tap, tap, tap, tap!

The receptionist skillfully operated the betting interface. A moment later, she held up five fingers.

"There's one final match today: Berserk Team versus Five Wolves Team. The odds are one to fifty, and betting closes in two minutes."

"Hehe! I was just asking. I actually hate gambling more than anything. Thanks!"

Now that he knew bets could be placed at the counter, Zijun did not linger. He turned and led the two girls out of the Great Soul Arena.

"Idiot." Watching the three leave, the receptionist muttered under her breath.

At the stairway exit, Zijun and the two girls walked down together, chatting and laughing.

A group of ten approached them head-on. Their clothing came in different colors, but every one of them wore the same half-face shimmering mask.

"Wow! Boss Dai, look at those two girls! Their figures are insanely hot!"

Ma Hongjun, walking beside Dai Mubai, patted his shoulder and pointed them out.

"Pah." Dai Mubai shoved Ma Hongjun's hand away in disgust, but his gaze still involuntarily drifted toward Gu Yuena and Qian Renxue.

Their curvy, full figures were perfectly proportioned, and their fair, long legs were straight and slender.

As they walked, their rounded, peach-like hips, wrapped in short skirts, swayed seductively from side to side.

"Fatty, sharp eyes. I'll give you a major credit for this. I never expected little Suotuo City to have beauties like these. Those figures... absolute top quality!"

Dai Mubai carefully examined Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena through his mask, praising them endlessly.

Sensing the gazes behind them, Zijun turned around.

His eyes met those of Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai. The corners of his lips curved upward as he thought to himself.

The Shrek Seven Devils? I didn't expect Xiao Wu to join Shrek Academy after all.

No matter. Once I complete the task assigned by the system, I'll find an opportunity to persuade her to leave.

After all, she could be considered Na'er's kin. There's no need for her to follow Shrek to her death.

"Xiao Jun, what are you looking at?" Gu Yuena and Qian Renxue stopped, turning to look at Zijun, who was standing behind them in a daze.

Coming back to himself, he smiled, took both their hands, and continued walking.

"Nothing. Let's find somewhere to stay. It's getting late."

Streetlights lit up one after another along the road, like stars beneath the ground illuminating the hazy night.

After wandering around for a while, the three finally found a hotel.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Zijun could not help laughing inwardly.

Isn't this the couples' hotel Tang San and Xiao Wu visited?

Hopefully, there are still spare rooms. Otherwise, this would be way too cliché.

"Excuse me, do you have any vacant rooms?" Zijun took out a bag of Gold Soul Coins and placed it on the counter.

Seeing the glittering golden color inside the bag, the receptionist's eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, yes! There happens to be a large suite for three people. Would you be interested? Hmm~?"

The receptionist wore a white shirt beneath a neat black vest.

She glanced at Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena on either side, then turned to Zijun and waggled her eyebrows.

Understanding the message in her eyes, Zijun raised a fist to his mouth and coughed.

"Ahem! Three separate rooms will do. The price doesn't matter."

Zijun answered without hesitation. He knew that if he wanted to... Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena would definitely agree.

But they were only twelve years old! How could Zijun possibly bring himself to do that?

Although the two girls already had the looks and figures of young women, he still could not get past his own moral barrier.

Shrugging, the receptionist obediently placed three room cards on the counter.

"Thirty Gold Soul Coins in total. Here are your room cards. Please keep them safe."

Taking the room cards, Zijun and the two girls headed toward the third floor.

He gave the room cards to the two girls, opened their doors for them, then returned to his own room.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Great Soul Arena! Tonight's match features newcomer Asura against the Evil-Eyed White Tiger~~!"

As the host's voice fell, Zijun, dressed in white Asura God Attire, walked onto the arena with his hands behind his back.

In the first-floor viewing area, the Shrek group excitedly cheered for Dai Mubai!

"Go, Boss Dai! You have to win your first match!"

After sweeping his gaze over the packed spectator stands, Dai Mubai strode in through the entrance with high spirits.

As Zijun and Dai Mubai entered, women throughout the stands cast delighted gazes their way.

"I didn't expect there to be two handsome guys among the newcomers. This ticket was worth it! Go for it!"

Only after approaching did Dai Mubai clearly see the person before him.

He should be... the guy who was following those two stunning beauties yesterday.

That means... those two stunning beauties should also be here.

In that case... I have no choice but to win this first match beautifully.

"Let's introduce both competitors! First up is Asura! A level-thirty Soul Elder! His opponent is the Evil-Eyed White Tiger! A level-thirty-two Soul Elder! Let the match begin!"

As the host's voice rang out, the two girls seated in a VIP viewing suite could not help silently mourning.

"That Evil-Eyed White Tiger is really unlucky, running into Xiao Jun in his first match. By the way, Na'er, how many Gold Soul Coins did you bet?"

Standing behind the glass wall watching the match, Qian Renxue turned to Gu Yuena excitedly.

Gu Yuena took a sip from the drink on the table. Reclining against the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, she smiled as she answered.

"I bet everything. It was probably... around six hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. What about you?"

Qian Renxue walked over and sat beside Gu Yuena, propping her cheeks up with both hands as she said dejectedly.

"I've eaten and lived at Spirit Hall ever since I was little, so I never needed money. I only saved up twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins. It really is too little."

Gu Yuena picked up another unopened drink from the table and handed it to Qian Renxue.

She smiled and comforted her.

"We're sisters. My money is your money. If you like, I can give you some. By the way... do you know how many Gold Soul Coins Xiao Jun bet?"

Buzz!

Two yellow, one purple! A level-thirty-two Soul Elder! Martial Soul: Evil-Eyed White Tiger!

Watching Dai Mubai reveal his Soul Rings, Zijun stood in place without expression.

He did not seem to intend to use any soul skills.

"Isn't this kid looking down on his opponent too much? He actually doesn't plan to use any soul skills."

Flender pushed up his glasses, watching Zijun with some displeasure as he complained.

Yu Xiaogang stared sharply at the Spirit Fighting Arena, his hands clasped behind his back as uncertainty filled his expression.

"Either he's an even more monstrous monster, or he's a newcomer who has just entered the scene. I hope it's the latter. Otherwise, Mubai is in danger."