Utterly Disjointed, a Complete Mess, Dai Mubai's Misplaced Anger

The third pair to take the stage were the Dai-Ao Duo.

Dai Mubai was already seething with anger because of Zhu Zhuqing's dislike of him.

He desperately needed an outlet for his emotions.

So as soon as the match started, he ignored Oscar's advice and rushed forward alone.

"I must win! Third Spirit Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Mubai immediately activated his strongest state.

Transformed into a tiger-man beast, he charged forward with ferocity, unleashing a punch at his opponent's level 31 Power-attack Type Soul Elder.

The opponent also possessed the Blood-Maned Wolf Beast Martial Soul. After activating Martial Soul Possession Soul Skill, it did not show any weakness and chose to clash head-on with Dai Mubai.

"Boom--!"

Every punch lands squarely.

A surge of air.

The two fought fiercely.

Although the Soul Master with the Blood-Maned Wolf Martial Soul was clearly slightly weaker Dai Mubai.

However, it was impossible for Dai Mubai to defeat his opponent quickly.

In his rage, Dai Mubai forgot one thing—there was another person on the other side!

That Agility-attack-type- based Soul Grandmaster had been circling around the perimeter, looking for an opportunity.

But when he saw that Dai Mubai completely ignored Oscar behind him, he laughed.

The opportunity has arrived!

A figure flashed by.

Agility-attack-type Spirit Master charged towards Oscar with Gui Mei speed.

Oscar panicked immediately.

"Boss Dai! Behind me! Help me!!!"

He shouted for help.

As a pure support Soul Master, he can't do anything without protection.

Even a level 10 or 15 Soul Master could easily defeat him now, let alone a Soul Grandmaster.

However, Dai Mubai was so engrossed in fighting his opponent that he completely ignored the presence of his teammates.

"Tsk tsk, it seems your teammates don't care about you at all."

The Agility-attack-type Spirit Master scoffed and immediately activated his First Spirit Skill.

"First Spirit Skill: Rapid Stab!"

With increased speed, it instantly rushed in front of Oscar.

A Short Blade cold light appeared in his hand as he thrust the short blade straight at his shoulder.

"Etc!"

Oscar screamed in terror. He tried to dodge, but how fast could a Food-type Soul Master be?

"Pfft!"

The Short Blade still pierced his shoulder, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Ah!!!"

Oscar screamed in despair and hurriedly shouted, "I... I give up!!!"

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Dai Mubai only realized what was happening after hearing Oscar's scream.

"Oh no!"

Looking back, his expression changed drastically.

It's too late!

Without Oscar's support, he'll be fighting two opponents at once.

The fierce attack just now consumed a lot of Soul Power, and now it is beginning to run out of steam.

The two opponents exchanged a glance and simultaneously launched an attack on Dai Mubai.

Power-attack Type Soul Elder engages in a head-on confrontation, while Agility-attack-type Soul Grandmaster harasses from the side.

Dai Mubai was overwhelmed and quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Bang!"

A heavy punch landed on his chest.

Dai Mubai groaned, staggered back several steps, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Give up."

The opposing Power-attack Type Soul Elder said calmly, "You can't beat the two of us by yourself."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, wanting to fight again.

But another attack came, this time to the leg.

He barely managed to dodge, but lost his balance and fell to one knee.

Dai Mubai finally raised his hand reluctantly. "I admit defeat."

"The Dai-Ao Duo has lost!"

With a livid face Dai Mubai stepped off the arena.

Oscar, clutching his bleeding shoulder, tried to step forward to speak, but was met with a fierce glare from Dai Mubai.

"Waste!"

Dai Mubai cursed under his breath and walked away without looking back.

Oscar stood there, stunned.

The wound on my shoulder hurts, but my heart aches even more.

It was clearly Dai Mubai who disregarded teamwork and abandoned his support role, yet now he's being blamed for being useless?

An overwhelming sense of grievance welled up inside me.

But he dared not refute it.

He's too weak, so weak he doesn't even have the right to be angry.

The last group to perform was the Zhu-Lin Duo.

The two people opposite them on the arena were their opponents for the day—two level 31 Soul Elder who had been working together for a long time.

One is Power-attack Type, and the other Control-type.

"This will be a tough fight."

Someone in the audience muttered something.

The Power-attack Type Soul Elder is burly and possesses a rare Iron Armor Rhinoceros Martial Soul, whose skin has a subtle metallic sheen.

The Control-type Soul Elder was tall and thin, with pale purple mist Entanglement his fingertips—his Martial Soul, the "Illusion Vine."

The moment the two stood on the arena, their imposing aura immediately overwhelmed the opponent.

Zhu Zhuqing pursed her lips, her palms slightly sweaty.

She turned her head to look at Lin Qingmo beside her, her voice carrying a nervousness she herself was unaware of:

"A-Qing, I'm just a Soul Grandmaster with limited strength... I'm afraid I can't be of much help in this match, but I'll do my best to cooperate with you."

After saying this, she subconsciously clenched her fist.

But in her heart, she couldn't help but think: Zhu Zhuqing Zhu Zhuqing, how could you be so spineless? You've already shown your weakness before even fighting!

Lin Qingmo turned his head and gave her a reassuring smile.

"No, I'll cooperate with you this time."

"Ah?"

"Zhu Zhuqing, you need to have confidence in yourself. You are capable of far more than you imagine. Believe in me, and believe in yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback.

Something deep inside me seemed to be gently touched.

She took a deep breath, her eyes gradually sharpening. "Okay, I will do my best."

The referee raised his right hand. "Both sides prepare, Soul Fighting —Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple Spirit Ring appeared around Lin Qingmo.

He only released this one Spirit Ring.

First Spirit Skill: Azure Soul-Bathed Barrier!

A pale blue halo expanded instantly from him, covering the entire arena in the blink of an eye.

After the barrier was deployed, the arena appeared unchanged.

"Go, Zhu Zhuqing."

He said softly.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes sharpened. "Hell Spirit Cat, possess me!"

Black cat ears peeked out from her hair, and a lively tail swayed behind her.

Her figure transformed into a blurry black shadow, shooting straight at her opponent like an arrow released from a bow!

"A mere Soul Grandmaster dares to launch an attack? He's courting death!"

The Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder snorted coldly.

With the Martial Soul Possession, three Spirit Ring— yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared.

"First Spirit Skill: Rhinoceros Horn Charge!"

He roared and charged at Zhu Zhuqing, the stone slabs of the arena beneath his feet cracking inch by inch.

At the same time, the purple mist at the fingertips of the Control-type Soul Elder surged. "First Spirit Skill - Binding!"

Several purple vines broke through the soil and wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's legs from different angles.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted slightly as she rapidly calculated an evasive route in her mind.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a patch of azure blue surged onto the arena.

Dozens of exceptionally thick Blue Silver Grass burst forth from the stone, intertwining to form a giant, arc-shaped shield before her.

"Bang--!"

The rhinoceros horn slammed heavily against the shield, producing a dull thud.

The Blue Silver Shield remained completely still.

The purple vines entwined around the Blue Silver Grass, but withered and disappeared as if they had encountered their nemesis.

"What?!"

The Soul Elder of the Control-type's expression changed.

Before the two could react, several more strands of Blue Silver Grass deftly wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist.

A gentle pull--

Zhu Zhuqing felt the scenery before her eyes rushing past rapidly.

The next second, she appeared in the gap behind the Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder!

"A great opportunity!"

She instantly realized that this was Lin Qingmo's doing, and she was both surprised and delighted.

The sharp claws on both hands gleamed with a cold light.

"First Spirit Skill: Hell Stab!"

"Whoosh--!"

The claws flashed like lightning, aiming straight for the back of the opponent's neck, a vital spot.

"Damn it! Where did this Blue Silver Grass come from?!"

The Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder turned around in horror, and could only raise his arm to block in his haste.

"Sizzle!"

The sound of leather tearing rang out, and three bloody streaks appeared.

Damn it!

He recoiled in pain, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Lin Qingmo's location.

How is that possible?

Wasn't that Blue Silver Grass Soul Master standing still?

What devastated him was the battle that followed, which completely overturned everyone's understanding.

Whenever Zhu Zhuqing is about to be attacked.

Blue Silver Grass shields or protective barriers will instantly sprout from the ground, precisely blocking every attack.

Whenever she was surrounded.

Blue Silver Grass always appears just in time, pulling or pushing her to the most advantageous position.

She doesn't even need to think about defense.

Just focus on attacking, attacking, and attacking again!