Soto Great Soul Arena (3)

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all shook their heads, indicating they had nothing they wanted to ask.

Only Tang San spoke up again: "When Boss Dai and the others left just now, why did they put on masks? Wouldn't it be better if we went to get some masks to wear as well?"

"It would be better."

Le Bai fished a soft mask out of his pocket: "Although the Great Soul Arena ensures that the personal information used by every contestant during registration is not leaked, your face and Martial Soul will be seen and remembered by others during the match. It is quite common for people to wait until you leave the Great Soul Arena to immediately launch retaliatory strikes."

"There are also cases where people are ambushed right after leaving the Great Soul Arena, just to prevent a certain talent from becoming a member of a hostile faction."

"Considering that you are all quite young, and the three of you girls are particularly beautiful, I highly recommend that you wear masks. It would be best to even disguise your figures and voices—but you don't have time to prepare those things tonight. I had originally intended to remind you to prepare them before coming here next time."

The facts Le Bai stated made the group feel somewhat uneasy, yet they were helpless to change it.

"Fortunately, since you are all participating in a Soul Fight for the first time, you will only be competing in arenas located in remote corners. There will be very few spectators, and certainly no big shots present to watch."

Le Bai comforted them: "As long as you end the battle as quickly as possible, do not linger on the arena, and do not do anything that might leave a deep impression on others, no one will remember you for long."

Just like that, harboring a bit of unease, the four of them completed the registration procedures at the front desk and received a black Iron Badge.

"Registration is complete, and you have your badges. Now you can sign up immediately and try participating in your first Soul Fight."

Le Bai suggested: "Tang San, Xiao Wu, you are both at Soul Power Level 29, so your strength is not weak; victory should not be difficult. Zhu Zhuqing, Level 26 is not low either, but this kind of arena without obstacles is slightly disadvantageous for an Agility Attack System Soul Master. I hope your luck won't be too bad."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, silently submitted her Soul Fight application, and followed Tang San and Xiao Wu into the waiting room for the One-on-One Soul Fight.

Watching the three of them leave, Ning Rongrong's gaze turned to Le Bai: "So I'm left alone again..."

"So you didn't consider me a person?"

Le Bai rolled his eyes to show his displeasure: "This way, Boss Dai and the others should be just about finished."

Sure enough, after walking a bit further inside, Le Bai found the three of them chatting in a corner.

He walked over: "Boss!"

"Yo!"

Dai Mubai lowered his voice to greet them. Seeing Ning Rongrong behind Le Bai, his eyelids twitched, and he leaned into Le Bai's ear to ask: "Why did you bring this young miss here?"

Le Bai was helpless: "Everyone else went to the One-on-One Soul Fight. If I don't bring this young miss, should I let her go fight alone?"

Dai Mubai was momentarily speechless.

"Alright, classmate Ning Rongrong, considering you currently lack the ability to fight on your own, you'll have to settle for a Two-on-Two Team Battle tonight."

Le Bai pointed to himself, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun in turn: "The four of us can all serve as your temporary teammates. Just like when we came here earlier, just pick one to help you."

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly: "Why should I listen to you?"

"You are the one who makes the decision; I am merely offering a suggestion."

Le Bai looked indifferent: "According to the Dean's requirements, all of us must participate in at least one Soul Fight tonight."

"Why must I do exactly what Flender says?"

Ning Rongrong's face darkened: "He is only a Soul Saint, what right does he have to boss me around!"

"By the right of him being the Dean of Shrek Academy."

Le Bai spoke the plain truth: "I know you are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and can completely disregard a Soul Saint. But don't forget, you are also a member of Shrek now. What the Dean requires us to do is a legitimate and reasonable educational activity. Therefore, striving to meet the Dean's requirements is what we, as students, should do."

Ning Rongrong understood this in her heart, but once her temper flared, her words betrayed her thoughts: "Are you lecturing me?"

"If that's how you feel, then so be it."

Le Bai retorted directly: "No matter what you think, as long as you are a student of Shrek, the things you need to do right now will not change. By the way, I look down on you quite a bit. The only reason I'm saying this much to you is because your father is Ning Fengzhi, and he can represent the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"You!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened: "What right do you have to look down on me?! I'm younger than you! My Soul Power Level is higher than yours! My Martial Soul is even more superior than yours! Aside from actual combat ability, what do you have that's better than me?!"

"Aside from combat, what do I have that's better than you? That's a long list."

Le Bai stroked his chin and began to list them one by one: "I can do blacksmithing and woodworking to earn money to support myself; I can do laundry and cook; I can handle household chores; although my Martial Soul and Soul Rings aren't very good, I can help other Soul Masters develop the best training plans, and I can even create my own Self-Created Soul Skills; and..."

"Enough!"

Ning Rongrong said with a cold face: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Don't always emphasize your background in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I am well aware that it is an extremely powerful sect. But the more I respect and fear the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the more I look down on you—because the abilities and character you have displayed so far are simply unworthy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Le Bai said seriously and earnestly: "Do you want me to look at you with new eyes? Then rely on your own ability and produce results that are enough to amaze me!"

"As, you, wish!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, saying each word clearly, making one worry if she would shatter her silver teeth: "Didn't you just ask me to pick one of you four as a teammate? I choose you! But, if you cannot produce results that are enough to amaze me, I will definitely make you pay for what you just said!"

"Ha! That was truly a line that fits your current expression perfectly!"

Le Bai laughed out loud: "No problem! Come, tell me your expectations! To what extent must I perform to be considered what you call 'amazing'?"

"Hmph! You were the one who brought it up first."

Ning Rongrong crossed her arms over her chest, her chin lifted slightly: "Then you should be the one to say it first—what is this 'result that amazes you' you speak of?"

"It's simple."

Le Bai said readily: "There is nothing more amazing than a young miss with a nasty personality realizing in a short time just how annoying she is, then changing all her irritating traits to become someone easy to get along with—that is the most amazing result of all!"

Hearing Le Bai say this, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun all couldn't help but chuckle, but fearing that laughing out loud would provoke Ning Rongrong, they held it in, their shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Ning Rongrong's face was turning colors from frustration, but she ultimately forced herself to hold it back, revealing a vicious sneer: "I understand! Then let me also state my so-called result that will amaze me—without using Spirit Power Overclocking, just using your level 22 soul power, team up with me and defeat an opponent! Furthermore, the average Soul Power Level of the two opponents must not be lower than level 27!"

Ning Rongrong believed that Le Bai's combat ability mainly came from the skill Spirit Power Overclocking.

Soul power is the foundation of a Spirit Master. As long as Le Bai's soul power was restricted, he would just be a piece of trash Support System Spirit Master whose physical strength was only slightly better than an average Support System Spirit Master, and whose support abilities were far worse than an average Support System Spirit Master!

"No problem!"

Le Bai agreed readily: "I hope that after I produce a result that amazes you, you will also be able to produce a result that amazes me. Hmm... you will produce one, right?"

"Hmph! Of course! Who do you think I am?"

Ning Rongrong appeared calm, but she was actually panicking inside: Why did he agree so readily? Could it be that he has other self-created skills besides Spirit Power Overclocking? If he actually manages to do it, am I really going to have to... No! Absolutely impossible! The fact that a Support System Spirit Master can fight is strange enough! Fighting above one's level is something only Battle Soul Masters can do; it absolutely cannot happen to a Support System Spirit Master!

Support System Spirit Masters were generally considered to have no combat ability, so whether looking for companions or a partner, they had to be Battle Soul Masters with powerful combat capabilities—this was the education Ning Rongrong had received since she was a child. Now, feeling lost inside, she instinctively followed the concepts she had formed over many years.

"Excellent."

Le Bai said to Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun, who were still holding back their laughter: "I'm going to finish today's One-on-One Soul Fight first, you guys look after her for a bit."

"Oh, leave it to us!"

Oscar patted his chest with a loud thud.

Seeing Le Bai about to leave, Ning Rongrong hurriedly asked: "Where are you going? Are you running away!"

"You really should listen to people properly."

Le Bai looked helpless: "Aren't I going to have to deactivate Spirit Power Overclocking when we go to the Two-on-Two Soul Fight later? Before that, I'm going to finish today's One-on-One Soul Fight, otherwise the compressed soul power will go to waste."

Ning Rongrong could accept this reason: "How long will it take?"

"I won't make you wait too long."

Le Bai grabbed the Pressure Bracer on his wrist and walked toward the front desk: "I'll be done in five minutes."