"Boss Dai... kill her for me... no, grab this stinking bitch!"
Ma Hongjun summoned every last bit of strength he had. His bloodied hand reached out and grabbed Dai Mubai's pant leg, his expression twisted like a demon from hell.
"I'm going to break her legs too, then make her kneel on the ground and lick my shoes for the rest of her life!"
Dai Mubai stood to one side, his whole body trembling with rage.
Back at Blue Tyrant Academy, Zhu Zhuqing's attitude had already left him seething with Evil Fire.
Today, he'd happily brought his brothers out for some fun, only for his good buddy to be crippled in the street by Dugu Bo's granddaughter before they'd even touched a woman's sleeve.
There was no doubt about it: she'd just slapped Dai Mubai right across the face.
"Dugu Yan, do you really think I wouldn't dare lay a hand on you just because your grandfather's a Titled Douluo?"
Dai Mubai stepped forward, and the phantom of his White Tiger Martial Soul flickered behind him.
Two yellow rings and one purple.
Three dazzling Soul Rings spiraled up from beneath his feet.
A fierce, murderous glint shone in his mismatched eyes. He flexed his fingers, and his sharp tiger claws tore through the air with a shrill whistle.
"Today, I'll teach you the rules of Heaven Dou City on your grandfather's behalf!"
Dugu Yan looked at Dai Mubai, who was bristling with fury, and scorn filled her pretty, delicate face.
She couldn't even be bothered to withdraw her Martial Soul. She simply dusted her boots at her leisure, as if watching a clown.
"You're a stray dog who couldn't even keep his own fiancée."
"And you think you're fit to teach me the rules?"
Those words struck Dai Mubai right in his most painful spot.
His face went from ashen to crimson in an instant. Soul Power surged wildly through his body, beyond his control, and the veins on his forehead bulged one by one.
"You bitch! I'll tear that mouth of yours apart!"
Just as Dai Mubai was about to lash out and hurt someone—
At the corner of a nearby street,
Qin Feng was strolling along at an unhurried pace.
Hu Liena held a freshly bought candied hawthorn skewer. Beaming, she took a bite, then held it out to Qin Feng with a smile.
"Qin Feng, this is really sweet. Have a bite."
Qin Feng turned his head and obediently bit one off, chewing slowly as his consciousness glanced over the Chat Group in his mind.
The group was especially lively at the moment.
[My Cat Is White And Big]: "That hypocrite came by with another gift just now. He brought some Deep Sea Warm Jade Pendant and said he'd been thinking about me the whole time. It makes me sick."
[Little Witch]: "Ugh, how disgusting! When he was cuddling twins in Suotuo City, why wasn't he thinking about you then? Zhuqing, don't fall for it. People like that never change their spots!"
[Bunny Eats Radish]: "Right, right! The 'Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People' big shot in our group is the best. Where have you been lately, big shot? How come you haven't sent any more red envelopes?"
[Fragrant Fox]: "Hmph, the big shot doesn't have time for you."
[Pope]: "A selfish hypocrite. Even looking at him is a stain upon oneself. Girl, don't let so-called betrothals and family interests bind you. Becoming stronger is the only way forward."
Qin Feng read the messages and found them amusing.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "I just got to Heaven Dou City and was about to look around the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena. As for the gift from that piece of trash, it may look smooth and warm, but who knows what filthy place he dug it out of? Best to toss it."
[My Cat Is White And Big]: "Mm, the big shot is right. I already threw that broken stone into the lake behind the academy. Now that my Martial Soul has evolved into the Shadowless Spirit Cat, my Soul Power flows several times more smoothly. I don't need him. I can live just fine on my own."
[Gentle Fire Dragon]: "Young people these days, always going on about the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena. Back when I was fighting there, you hadn't even been born yet. But there really will be a spectacle there tonight. I hear someone from the Heaven Dou Imperial Family is going too."
After leaving the Chat Group, Qin Feng raised his eyes. The street ahead was already packed with onlookers.
Waves of Soul Power, thick with tension, were coming from the center of the crowd.
Dai Mubai was taut from head to toe, a milky-white glow gathering in his mouth as he readied his White Tiger Intense Light Wave.
"Stop."
A clear, calm voice rang out along the bustling street.
It wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable force, reaching every ear with perfect clarity.
Dai Mubai froze. The Soul Skill he'd been building nearly dissipated in his mouth.
Scowling, he turned his head.
The moment he saw who had arrived, Dai Mubai's breath caught.
"Qin Feng!"
The name practically ground its way out between his teeth.
Old scores and fresh grudges surged through Dai Mubai like floodwaters bursting through a broken dam, sweeping away what little reason he had left.
In Sunset Forest, this was the white-clad youth who had shown the bearing of a god and made Dugu Bo treat him with the utmost respect.
And back at Blue Tyrant Academy, this was the reason Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't even give him a kind look.
When Dugu Yan saw Qin Feng, the frost on her pretty face melted into a gentle smile, as if spring rain had fallen.
She hurried over to his side, then naturally moved behind him and stood like a maidservant.
"Sir, you're back."
Hu Liena, standing nearby, waved a hand in front of her face in disgust. Her dainty nose wrinkled.
"Qin Feng, why does it smell like a dead fat pig here? It's awful. Let's hurry and go."
Dai Mubai looked at Hu Liena's breathtakingly beautiful face, then at Dugu Yan, who was willing to serve as a maid.
Either of these two peerless beauties would be the dream partner of countless Soul Masters.
Yet here they were, circling Qin Feng like two docile cats.
And then there was him. He couldn't even touch Zhu Zhuqing's sleeve, and when he sent her a gift, all he got in return was a cold rebuff.
Jealousy.
A twisted, festering jealousy.
In that instant, Dai Mubai's eyes filled with blood.
"Qin Feng... quit acting like some kind of mystic!"
Dai Mubai took a step forward, and the hard flagstones shattered beneath his weight.
"Today, I'm going to crush that pretty-boy face of yours!"
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
The third, purple Soul Ring around Dai Mubai's body suddenly lit up.
His body visibly swelled. His already imposing frame shot up by half a meter, and his bulging muscles burst through his shirt, revealing a sturdy chest covered in black tiger stripes.
His aura surged to its peak.
"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"
Dai Mubai opened his enormous jaws and fired a dazzling, milky-white orb more than half a meter across. It tore through the air with a shrill whistle and smashed toward Qin Feng's face.
The flagstones in its path were flung into the air by the violent current.
The onlookers screamed in terror and scattered backward.
Qin Feng stood where he was, not even bothering to raise an eyelid.
"Clown."
He didn't even take his hands out of his sleeves.
All he did was—
gently step forward with his right foot.
Boom!
An unimaginable, terrifying pressure descended upon the whole street, as if Mount Tai had come crashing down.
A majestic, domineering golden dragon shadow soared into the sky behind Qin Feng.
Then a clear phoenix cry rang through the heavens.
Ice-blue flames danced wildly through the air.
As everyone stared in stunned silence,
three pitch-black Soul Rings rose slowly from beneath Qin Feng's feet, like an abyss that swallowed all things.
Black.
Black.
Black.
Three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings.
Beneath the sunlight, they glimmered with a profound light that filled the onlookers with despair.
"This... this can't be!"
Oscar's sausage slipped from his hand and hit the ground with a plop. He stood as if frozen, mouth gaping and eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
All three of his first Soul Rings were ten-thousand-year rings?
That went against every bit of common knowledge in the Soul Master World!
The awe-inspiring White Tiger Intense Light Wave Dai Mubai had unleashed touched the dragonwei surrounding Qin Feng—and shattered like a fragile bubble, unable to hold on for even a second. It broke apart and dissolved into a shower of white light.
"Die!"
The savage power of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation had robbed Dai Mubai of reason.
Roaring, he slashed at Qin Feng's throat with his enormous White Tiger claws, their sharp edges tearing through the air.
Qin Feng remained calm. He simply raised his right hand, golden dragon scales faintly shimmering across his palm.
His movements seemed slow, but they were as fast as lightning.
He gave a light sweep of his hand.
Smack!
A resounding slap landed squarely across Dai Mubai's arrogant face.
The pure, terrifying power of the Golden Dragon erupted in that instant.
Dai Mubai didn't even have time to scream. He shot through the air like a baseball, flying straight backward.
Crash!
With a tremendous boom,
Dai Mubai smashed through the wall of a shop beside the street.
The entire brick wall collapsed. Rubble and dust buried him in an instant.
Dust billowed through the air.
The bustling street fell deathly silent.
Every onlooker stood gaping like a duck with its throat caught, unable to utter a word. They could only stare at the white-clad youth standing with his hands behind his back, their eyes wide with terror.
One move.
One slap, nothing more.
A level-thirty-seven Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder, even after activating the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, had been instantly crushed.
"Boss Dai!"
Oscar let out a shrill cry. Forgetting all about the sausage on the ground, he scrambled toward the rubble on all fours.
Ma Hongjun was lying on the ground, still cursing furiously.
But the instant he saw those three black Soul Rings, every curse died in his throat. He went cold all over, as if someone had poured a bucket of icy water over his head.
Was this even human?
What kind of monster had he provoked?
Qin Feng calmly brushed the dust from his sleeve. His gaze fell from above on the rubble nearby, his voice quiet and utterly emotionless.
"So these are Shrek's geniuses?"
"What a disappointment."
With that, Qin Feng didn't look at them again. He left with Hu Liena and Dugu Yan, gliding away beneath the crowd's awed gazes.
Only after Qin Feng disappeared at the end of the street
did Oscar manage to dig Dai Mubai, covered in blood, out from the pile of rubble.
Dai Mubai looked so badly mangled that no one could bear to look.
His once-fine clothes were in tatters. The effects of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation had worn off, leaving him severely drained.
Worse, both his arms were twisted at grotesque angles. The terrifying force had clearly shattered his bones.
Half his face was swollen high, most of his teeth were gone, and blood mixed with pieces of his organs kept spilling from his mouth.
"Xiao... give me... a sausage..."
Dai Mubai's swollen eyes cracked open weakly. His voice was so hoarse it sounded like two rusty iron plates scraping together.
Oscar's tears wouldn't stop falling. In a frantic scramble, he began making Big Sausages.
"I've got a Big Sausage! I've got a Big Sausage!"
Only after Oscar had fed several sausages to both Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun did these two pillars of Shrek manage to recover a little.
Ma Hongjun clutched his sunken chest and slowly hobbled over with Oscar's support.
"Boss Dai... we can't just let this grudge go!"
Ma Hongjun's voice was full of bottomless spite. His chubby face was twisted beyond recognition.
"That Qin Feng is just relying on his high-year Soul Rings!"
"Maybe we can't beat him one-on-one, but we're a team!"
Oscar helped Dai Mubai lean against a stone pillar.
Dai Mubai stared in the direction Qin Feng had left, hatred practically taking shape in his eyes.
"His being here... today... definitely wasn't a coincidence."
The pain made Dai Mubai's words come out in broken gasps, but his expression was especially sinister.
"Dugu Yan said just now... that she'd make us regret it at the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena tonight."
"What does that tell us?"
Dai Mubai spat out a mouthful of blood and gave a cruel smile.
"It tells us that tonight, at the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena, Qin Feng... will definitely fight for Heaven Dou Royal Academy or Spirit Hall!"
At those words, Oscar and Ma Hongjun's eyes immediately lit up.
"Exactly!"
Oscar slapped his thigh and shouted, looking rather excited.
"Group battles at the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena aren't decided by one person's strength alone!"
"Our Shrek Seven Devils work together seamlessly, and we have Tang San controlling the field!"
Ma Hongjun clenched his teeth too, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes.
"Right! We've also got Tang San's Hidden Weapons!"
"Once we're in the ring, life and death will depend on our own abilities. Then Tang San can use those poison-coated Hidden Weapons from the shadows to cripple all four of his limbs!"
"I'll make him kneel and beg for mercy. I'll grind his face into the mud!"
Dai Mubai drew a deep breath, fighting through the stabbing pain in his arms. With Oscar supporting him, he slowly straightened up.
"Let's go... back and find Grandmaster and Tang San first."
He forced the words out one by one through clenched teeth, his gaze wild with thoughts of revenge.
"We'll get even for this tonight at the Grand Spirit Fighting Arena—one hundred, no, one thousand times over!"
The sun sank in the west, and the evening glow over Heaven Dou City spilled across the streets.
Oscar was drenched in sweat as he bore Dai Mubai's weight on his shoulder. On the other side, Ma Hongjun clutched his sunken chest, groaning with every step, his plump face twisted almost beyond recognition by the pain.
The three of them made their miserable, stumbling way back to Blue Tyrant Academy.