Blockade

Perhaps because Ma Hongjun had been injured, the Shrek team fought with extreme brutality in the subsequent group match. Although their opponents did not lose their lives, they were all left essentially crippled.

Ma Hongjun, in particular, vented all the humiliation he had suffered in the previous match onto these people.

Qingxi sat in the spectator stands holding a pile of snacks, watching the battle below with great relish. The aroma of her food drew sidelong glances from those around her from time to time.

As usual, she had bet on the Shrek team to win. Although the odds had dropped significantly, she could still earn a few thousand Gold Soul Coins.

After watching the Shrek team's group match, she wandered over to other sub-arenas, but there were very few teams that maintained a consistent winning streak.

Qingxi felt a bit troubled. She wanted to challenge stronger opponents; Great Soul Masters of the same rank were still no match for her, even without her using spiritual power or soul skills.

After all, the current battles were simply too boring.

She found the supervisor of the Soto City Grand Arena and put forward her request.

She hoped he could arrange opponents above level 30 for her.

To this, Supervisor Ao replied, "It is possible, but you need to reach the rank of Copper Soul Fighter. Furthermore, you must prove through a winning streak that there are truly no opponents left for you below level 30. Only then can I make an exception and arrange opponents above level 30 for you. Otherwise, for safety reasons, the Grand Arena will not agree to it."

Supervisor Ao had heard of Qiankun Mingxin; she was a strange person who had appeared in the Death Match District a few days ago.

The reason she was called strange was that even though she participated in death matches, she had never taken a life, and not a single opponent had managed to last more than one move against her.

What surprised Supervisor Ao even more was that Qiankun Mingxin was actually a gluttonous child of only ten or so years old!

Looking at the little girl before him, who was still holding a skewer of barbecue and eating it with those clear, black-and-white eyes, he could not reconcile her with the cold-tongued soul master from the arena, were it not for the fact that she held the Qiankun Mingxin soul fighter badge.

"How many consecutive wins count as proof that there are no opponents below level 30?" Qingxi took a bite of the meat in her hand. As a major evening entertainment venue, the Soto City Grand Arena had many shops selling food.

She had spent the last few days sleeping during the day and coming to the arena at night to find amusement, solving all her meals inside. If that failed, the mutton skewers at the entrance were also quite good.

"At least fifteen consecutive wins!"

"In other words, I'm still eight matches away. Wait eight days for me."

After saying this, Qingxi thanked him and turned to leave.

The next day, she arrived at the arena early, changed into her clothes and mask in a deserted corner, and had just walked into the main hall when a roar suddenly came from behind her.

"You bitch, stop right there!"

Qingxi didn't think they were calling her and continued toward the registration desk. The next second, she felt a surge of energy behind her.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!" Xiao Wu used teleportation to appear behind her, concentrating her strength into the tip of her foot as she raised her leg to kick at the small of Qingxi's back.

"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

Two attacks followed closely behind.

The Shrek team had arrived at the arena early specifically to catch this person and avenge Ma Hongjun.

Seeing her attack about to land on the target, Xiao Wu wore a triumphant smile. "How dare you bully Fourth Brother! Let Sister Xiao Wu teach you a lesson!"

Qingxi didn't even turn around; she simply reached a hand behind her waist and grabbed Xiao Wu's ankle with astonishing force.

"Ugh! It hurts..." Xiao Wu let out a cry of pain, unable to react in time.

Qingxi gripped Xiao Wu's ankle and spun, hurling her toward the two incoming attacks.

"Oh no! First Soul Skill, Bind!" Tang San's pupils constricted sharply as he watched Xiao Wu being thrown. He hurriedly activated his first soul skill.

"Xiao Wu!!!" Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun screamed in terror.

"Seven Treasures have a name, the second is: Speed!" Ning Rongrong summoned her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to boost Tang San's speed.

Several thick Blue Silver Grass vines flew toward Xiao Wu in mid-air, pulling her off her original trajectory just as she was about to collide with the two blasts of energy.

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to gently catch Xiao Wu, his eyes filled with worry and deep affection as he looked at her.

"Third Brother, my foot hurts." Xiao Wu leaned into Tang San's arms, groaning.

She felt as if her foot had been crushed by that freak.

On the other side, Qingxi leaped to dodge the two attacks, which blasted a ten-meter-wide crater into the ground. She turned her cold gaze toward the group opposite her.

The Shrek team.

"Bitch! You actually dared to hurt my brother and injure Xiao Wu—I'll have your life!" Dai Mubai pointed at Qingxi, his heterochromatic eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" His muscles bulged, and strange black stripes appeared on his skin as he prepared to dive toward Qingxi.

Tang San carefully placed Xiao Wu on the ground and stood up to block Dai Mubai. "Boss Dai, leave her to me!"

He looked at the masked person opposite him as if she were already dead. His eyes were cold and calm, but his heart was filled with monstrous killing intent; he looked like a vengeful ghost from the eighteenth level of hell.

"You actually dared to hurt Xiao Wu. You must die today!" Tang San's voice was icy as he pronounced Qingxi's death sentence.

Qingxi tilted her head, looking at Tang San with a hint of confusion.

They were the ones who had launched a sneak attack first, so why were they acting as if it were her fault?

"Morons!" She extended her middle finger at the Shrek team—a gesture she had learned from Dugu Yan earlier.

At this moment, it was the perfect gesture to use.

"You!" Dai Mubai looked at her action, his teeth grinding in rage.

"Prepare to die!"

"Stop!" Just as Tang San was about to make a move, Supervisor Ao arrived late with his guards, stepping between the two parties and looking at the Shrek Team with a warning. "Death matches are strictly prohibited in public areas. If you violate the rules again, your soul fighting qualifications will be revoked and your soul fighting badges destroyed. Resolve any grievances you have in the arena."

Tang San narrowed his eyes, looking at Supervisor Ao and the guards behind him; the killing intent in his eyes only intensified.

He was calculating whether he could take them all out at once using his hidden weapons.

He would never allow anyone to hurt his Xiao Wu. He had sworn to protect her forever.

"Xiao San." Dai Mubai still possessed a shred of reason; he reached out to press down on Tang San's shoulder and shook his head at him. "Find another opportunity outside."

These guards all had soul power of at least level forty. If they started a fight, they would likely be thrown out of the arena the very next second.

Of course, they might win using Xiao San's hidden weapons, but this was the territory of the Soto City Grand Arena, after all. Whether they could escape alive was another matter entirely.

"They were the ones who ambushed me first." Qingxi pointed at the group opposite her, looking quite indignant.

And they dared to call her a bitch? Just wait.

They were truly the scumbags she had pegged them for; they loved ganging up on her.

"If you have the guts, reach level thirty, you trash! Don't let me see you on the soul fighting stage." Dai Mubai glared fiercely at Qingxi before pulling the others away.

"Hmph, you just wait." Ma Hongjun snorted coldly. The swelling on his face had yet to subside, and paired with his smug expression, he looked quite ridiculous.

"Tch." Qingxi shrugged, signaling that she didn't take them seriously at all.

"Wait a moment!" Supervisor Ao suddenly spoke up, and several guards blocked the path of the Shrek Team.

"Is there something else?" Tang San's expression was calm, but his voice carried a bone-chilling coldness that made the guards blocking them involuntarily take two steps back.

"For damaging public property, the fine is one thousand Gold Soul Coins." Supervisor Ao adjusted his glasses, his peripheral vision gesturing toward the large crater to the side.

"One thousand Gold Soul Coins! Are you robbing us?" the fatty roared. He knew that crater had been created by him and Boss Dai; if they had to pay, the cost would inevitably fall on them.

"Take it! Keep the change." Seeing the crowd of onlookers growing, Dai Mubai pulled out a pouch of Gold Soul Coins, tossed it to Supervisor Ao, and led the others away.

"The Shrek Team is the recent winning streak champion of the Soto City Grand Arena. They are notoriously ruthless toward teams that injure their companions. You must be extra careful." Supervisor Ao weighed the money pouch in his hand, watching the backs of the Shrek Team as they left, his brow furrowed as he couldn't help but offer a low warning.

"Supervisor Ao, you underestimate me." She leaned against a stone pillar nearby, arms crossed, her expression as calm as ever.

There was no Title Douluo nearby now. If they really fought, it was hard to say who would win.

Besides, her strength was no longer what it used to be.

"I'm off. See you in eight days." She waved her hand and walked into the arena.

"I hope so." Supervisor Ao shook his head, watching the two groups enter the arena one after the other, and sighed.

They were all arrogant young people; he feared today's incident would not end well.