Xiao Wu's Panic

Seeing that the time was nearly up, Qingxi dove into the Grand Arena. Perhaps because Yu Tianheng's words from that day had taken effect, no one had bothered her for these past few days.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the twenty-second day since she had arrived at the Soto City Grand Arena.

Because she had missed two matches previously, she currently only had a nineteen-match winning streak. As long as she cleared tonight, her points would be enough to qualify for promotion to a Silver Soul Master. A Silver Soul Master—500 per match...

"Welcome, everyone, to the Soto City Grand Arena! We are about to begin the first soul duel of our eighth division. Shall we guess who will be appearing? One of them already has a nineteen-match winning streak and is a Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster!" The host stood on the arena stage to liven up the atmosphere, blinking her eyes playfully with a hint of mystery.

"A nineteen-match winning streak? Who is it? So impressive."

"Qiankun Mingxin! It must be Qiankun Mingxin..."

Some had never heard of her, while others had already guessed it.

"Some of the audience have already guessed it! And today, her opponent will be a member of the Shrek Team." At this, the host deliberately kept them in suspense.

"The Shrek Team? Could her opponent be the Evil-Eyed White Tiger?"

"How is that possible? The Evil-Eyed White Tiger isn't even enough for her to fight. If only it were the Thousand-Hand Asura."

"The Thousand-Hand Asura? If they really faced off, that would be a show worth watching."

Heated discussions erupted in the spectator stands. One had to know that among the newly promoted soul masters, the two with the highest popularity were currently Qiankun Mingxin with her nineteen-match streak and the Thousand-Hand Asura with his twenty-three-match streak.

Since they had arrived at the Soto City Grand Arena, neither had ever tasted defeat. One was at level thirty soul power, the other at level thirty-three, yet both were already the cream of the crop among Soul Grandmasters.

"Now, let us welcome our contestants: Qiankun Mingxin versus the Soft-Bone Charm Rabbit!" Accompanied by the host's passionate announcement, fireworks ignited on the arena stage. The entire venue erupted in excitement, shouting the names of the two.

On the arena stage, hearing her opponent's name, Qingxi froze slightly. That hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit?

The corners of her mouth curled up. She summoned the Universe Staff, hoisted it onto her shoulder, and walked toward the center of the stage.

This was perfect. She would let this little rabbit who had cultivated for a hundred thousand years show her what she was capable of.

She had better not be inferior to even a thousand-year-old Jade Rabbit Spirit.

On the other side, in the Shrek Team's lounge.

Hearing that Xiao Wu's opponent was actually Qiankun Mingxin, the group was immediately terrified.

Especially Ma Hongjun, the first person to have suffered a brutal beating, who suggested timidly, "Why doesn't Xiao Wu just forfeit? That person hits incredibly hard. I'm worried for Xiao Wu..."

Everyone frowned. They had offended Qiankun Mingxin so deeply before; if she took this opportunity during the match to retaliate...

"Xiao Wu." Tang San took Xiao Wu's hand, his eyes filled with hidden worry and deep affection. "Why don't we just forfeit?"

"Third Brother..." Xiao Wu looked at the deep affection in Tang San's eyes, a flicker passing through her own. Then, she shook her head firmly. "No, I have to go out there. Third Brother, please believe in me."

"Xiao Wu, don't push yourself." Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

She had been following Qiankun Mingxin's battles these past few days. She remembered clearly that once, Qiankun's opponent had been a level thirty-nine Control System Soul Grandmaster, yet they were still no match for her.

Such a person was truly terrifying.

"No, I'm going. Don't look down on me." Xiao Wu's gaze was resolute. She had to defeat that woman to prove to Third Brother that she was the best.

Ning Rongrong tugged at Zhu Zhuqing's sleeve, signaling her not to interrupt.

Born into the complex relationships of the Upper Three Sects, she had seen so much. How could she not see that Xiao Wu held those kinds of feelings for her nominal brother?

It was full of possessiveness; if one wasn't careful, it wouldn't end well.

"Actually, there is no need to worry." Grandmaster stood with his hands behind his back and spoke at the right moment. "Qiankun Mingxin's battles, aside from the time she dealt a heavy hand to the fatty, have always been very graceful. She shouldn't hurt Xiao Wu."

The fatty pouted aggrievedly on the side. So, Qiankun Mingxin was just picking on him specifically?

Why?

Oscar saw his expression and understood everything. He smirked, "Fatty, you really are asking for it sometimes. Did you try to flirt with her on the arena stage? Otherwise, why would you have been beaten so badly?"

"I was just talking! Who knew she was a tigress?" The fatty curled up on the sofa, feeling wronged. Speaking of it, he was filled with pent-up frustration and wished he could go out right now and find a woman to vent with.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with concern. Seeing her firm attitude, he didn't try to persuade her further. Instead, he carefully took a few golden pellets from his Storage Bag and placed them in Xiao Wu's hand. "You must be careful. Your safety is the most important thing."

Looking at the golden pellets, Xiao Wu's eyes softened. She suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on Tang San's cheek, then ran off quickly. "Third Brother, you're the best."

Xiao Wu tucked the golden pellets away. Just as she reached the door, she looked back at the group one last time. "Don't worry, your Xiao Wu is the strongest."

On the arena stage, Qingxi leaned against her Universe Staff while wearing her mask. She closed her eyes, feigning sleep. Hearing footsteps, she lifted her head slightly, her gaze landing on the beautiful rabbit across from her.

"Both soul masters have arrived. Prepare... Begin!"

Following the countdown, the host quickly retreated from the arena. Qingxi raised her hand to grip the Universe Staff, turning into an afterimage as she closed in on Xiao Wu.

After all, she was a rabbit with a hundred thousand years of cultivation; it was better to take this seriously.

Xiao Wu was clearly stunned, marveling inwardly: So fast!

"Second Soul Skill: Charm." She hurriedly activated her second soul skill, immediately followed by her third soul skill, Teleportation, to dodge the attack.

"How is that possible!"

As if predicting the location of Xiao Wu's teleportation, the golden staff came swinging toward her face. What surprised Xiao Wu most was that her Charm had no effect at all.

She didn't dare to get close, and her Eight-Stage Throw couldn't be utilized. She could only continue to trigger Teleportation to dodge the attacks.

"Why is Xiao Wu only dodging?" In the second-floor lounge, the Shrek team members frowned as they watched the match on stage. Oscar was the first to voice his confusion.

This was practically just being a passive punching bag.

Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed, his gaze fixed upon the pink figure on the stage. Watching Universe press forward step by step, an inexplicable rage rose once again from the depths of his heart.

"Universe's strength is immense. If Xiao Wu meets it head-on, she will likely be injured immediately," Zhu Zhuqing said indifferently.

Qingxi stopped in her tracks, watching Xiao Wu, who had once again put some distance between them. She was not currently using her soul power, relying entirely on her movement techniques, yet even so, her speed was on par with Xiao Wu's.

"Is dodging all you can do?"

Xiao Wu did not answer. After widening the gap, she watched the afterimage closing in again and pulled out the Zhuge Crossbow. At this distance, she didn't believe her opponent could dodge.

A cold light flashed. Qingxi's footwork paused, her spiritual power instantly coalescing to freeze the countless steel needles in mid-air. She then swung her long staff, sending all the needles flying back.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul beast, and this is all you're capable of... It's truly hard to believe you've cultivated for a hundred thousand years."

Her cold, clear voice was laced with disappointment. Like a flowing stream, it accompanied the incoming steel needles, making them all the more unnerving and leaving Xiao Wu chilled to the bone.

How does she know...

The next second, countless steel needles grazed past her. Terrified, Xiao Wu curled into a ball and let out a scream, collapsing onto the spirit fighting stage.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San exclaimed, turning to leave the lounge and sprinting toward the stage.

The Universe Staff tilted slightly, pointing directly at the center of Xiao Wu's brow. Disappointment was unconcealable in Qingxi's eyes. "With this level of skill, you deserve to be called a hundred-thousand-year soul beast?"

If this was what a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast amounted to, then she could only say those hundred thousand years had been wasted on a dog.

Such a soul beast couldn't even compare to a spirit creature only a few hundred years old. Besides, a hundred thousand years! A soul beast that had lived for a hundred thousand years, and this was its standard?!

"You!" Xiao Wu slumped on the ground; the prolonged use of teleportation had left her with only twenty percent of her soul power.

Looking up at the masked figure standing high above her, Xiao Wu's face turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with terror.

"How did you know..."

"Know what? That you're a soul beast?" Qingxi lifted her chin, looking somewhat disdainful. It would be a lie to say she wasn't disappointed.

She had originally intended to use her as the sixth soul ring for Yanzi, but now she felt this old rabbit wasn't worthy.

A hundred thousand years! That was so many eras, yet she was this weak.

She retracted the Universe Staff and turned to look at the announcer in the distance. "Can you announce the result now?"