Random Line Recitation, Deserves a Beating!

Before Xiao Jinchen stood a young girl.

Her skin was white as snow, and her long emerald-green hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Her jade-green dress seemed carved from a single piece of cold jade, fine icy patterns faintly visible across its surface, cool and pristine.

A trace of disdain flashed through the Ice Empress's orange-gold eyes as she calmly looked down at Xuan Zi in the pit.

"Ah! Bingbing! My Bingbing! That's wonderful, you're actually all right!" Seeing the Ice Empress appear unharmed, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in Huo Yuhao's sea of consciousness immediately wriggled excitedly.

He had thought that after falling into Xiao Jinchen's hands, the Ice Empress would surely be doomed. Who would have thought she would emerge completely unscathed? This sent their simping maggot, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, into a frenzy of excitement.

The Ice Empress took a step forward, and in an instant, the phantom of a massive Ice Empress Scorpion appeared behind her.

Black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, emerald green—nine Spirit Rings rose from beneath the Ice Empress's feet. An incomparably terrifying Soul Power pressure, carrying bone-piercing cold, swept outward from her.

"Whew."

On the high platform, Xu Jiawei let out a long breath. In his haste just now, he had forgotten that the Soul Hall Xiao Jinchen belonged to had a Limit Douluo overseeing it. As long as those two sides started tearing into each other, Shrek probably would not drag the Star Luo Empire into its wrath, right?

In the Sun Moon Empire's spectator area.

"Soul Hall? So the widely circulated rumors that Soul Hall has a Limit Douluo really are true." Elder Ma frowned deeply as he watched the terrifying Soul Power fluctuations emanating from the Ice Empress. Previously, he had thought that Soul Hall was false information fabricated by the Douluo Three Kingdoms to mislead the Sun Moon Empire. He had never expected it to be real.

"A Soul Douluo? Could he really be a Soul Douluo?" Xiao Hongchen stared at Xiao Jinchen, who stood behind the Ice Empress on the competition stage, and spoke doubtfully.

The Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy had never had any record of Xiao Jinchen participating in tournaments. The outside world's wildly exaggerated claims that he possessed the cultivation of an eightieth-rank Soul Douluo instinctively made Xiao Hongchen suspicious.

After all, even Huo Yuhao's six hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings had been proven fake. Naturally, Xiao Jinchen's supposed Soul Douluo cultivation could also have been fabricated.

But the problem was that from the start of the competition until he instantly killed two Shrek Soul Emperors, Xiao Jinchen had not released a single Spirit Ring. That unfathomable display instead left Xiao Hongchen uncertain, and he did not dare draw any conclusions.

Xuan Zi shakily climbed out of the pit, no longer possessing his previous arrogance. His right cheek was visibly red and swollen, making it obvious at a glance that the Ice Empress had struck him.

"Is Soul Hall trying to become enemies with Shrek Academy?!" Xuan Zi glared furiously at the Ice Empress, gritting his teeth.

At this point, Shrek's idea of befriending Soul Hall was nothing more than a foolish dream.

Leaving aside Ma Xiaotao's miserable death at Xiao Jinchen's hands, his sudden attack just now had already completely torn away all pretenses. There was no longer any possibility of friendship between the two sides.

"Shrek? What the hell is Shrek?" The Ice Empress sneered mockingly. "So what if we become enemies with Shrek? If I wish it, I can sever your so-called ten-thousand-year inheritance at any time!"

"What?!"

Outside the competition grounds, hundreds of thousands of spectators erupted into an uproar after hearing the Ice Empress's words. Many stared at her with astonishment and uncertainty. No one had expected the mysterious Soul Hall to be so arrogant, refusing to leave Shrek even the slightest shred of dignity.

"Look, why is Soul Hall's Limit Douluo's first Spirit Ring black? And why is her final Spirit Ring, like their young hall master's, also a different-colored Spirit Ring?"

"Wow! Soul Hall's Limit Douluo actually has four hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings!"

"Soul Hall's Limit Douluo is so beautiful! I've decided—she's my goddess from now on!"

"No! Brother, are you trying to die? That's a Limit Douluo!"

"..."

Countless discussions echoed one after another through the spectator stands.

"Is Soul Hall bullying Shrek because you think Shrek has no one left?" At those words, Xuan Zi's right cheek, swollen from the Ice Empress's punch, rapidly darkened. His voice carried a clear note of anger.

"Bullying Shrek?" The Ice Empress nodded slightly. "Today, I am going to lay hands on Shrek's people. What can you do about it?"

Before her words had even faded, the Ice Empress's graceful figure vanished from where she stood.

"Slap!"

No one even saw how the Ice Empress moved. They only heard a crisp slap as her slender jade hand viciously struck Xuan Zi across the left side of his face. The terrifying force sent him flying like a cannonball before he crashed heavily into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Xuan Zi, a dignified ninety-eighth-rank Super Douluo, had actually been viciously slapped in public.

If the Ice Empress's earlier punch had been a lesson for Xuan Zi attempting to attack Xiao Jinchen, then this slap was a naked trampling of Xuan Zi's dignity.

Xuan Zi's right cheek was now swollen high from the punch, while a bright red handprint had been added to his left cheek.

One on each side, left and right, they formed an oddly symmetrical arrangement—practically perfect.

The entire arena fell silent. Everyone stared at Xuan Zi, who had been sent flying, and instinctively swallowed.

Amid the deathly silence, Xiao Jinchen slowly walked forward. He did not even spare Chicken Leg Douluo Xuan Zi, who had been slapped away by the Ice Empress, a glance. Instead, he walked directly to the Ice Empress's side and gently took the slender jade hand she had just used to slap Xuan Zi.

Xiao Jinchen took a clean handkerchief from his Storage Ring and gently wiped the Ice Empress's jade hand.

"Bing'er, don't dirty your hand. It's not worth hitting filth like that," Xiao Jinchen said softly.

Xuan Zi, who had just climbed out of the pit, saw this and immediately trembled with rage.

"Fuck! This is going too far! You were clearly the ones who attacked first, and now you're calling this old man filth? Is there no justice? No law?!"

Xuan Zi shook all over in fury, his face shifting between green and purple. Combined with his bizarre face—his left cheek swollen like a bun and his right cheek marked by a vivid red handprint—it twisted furiously into something rather ferocious.

"Hmph!" The Ice Empress snorted. "So what if I am going too far? What can you do about it?"

Faced with such an absolute disparity in strength, Xuan Zi could only swallow his broken teeth along with his blood. He could vaguely sense that the terrifying Soul Power pressure emanating from the Ice Empress was even stronger than Mu En had been at his peak.

Seeing Xuan Zi's utterly humiliated state, then catching sight of Ma Xiaotao nearby, still burning with seven-colored flames, Huo Yuhao's eyes turned bloodshot. Fury rushed straight to his head, and he could no longer suppress it. He suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Xiao Jinchen, and roared:

"Xiao Jinchen! Stop acting arrogant here! You're only relying on the Limit Douluo behind you to support you! Without her, what the hell are you?!"

Huo Yuhao's chest heaved violently as he stared fixedly at Xiao Jinchen. Gritting his teeth, he enunciated each word: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Do not look down on—"

Before Huo Yuhao could finish, a bolt of blue lightning flashed before him.

"Slap!"

With only a crisp sound, Xiao Jinchen sent Huo Yuhao flying with a vicious slap. Several bloodied teeth shot out of his mouth, and his entire body flew backward like a rag doll. He rolled several times across the ground before finally coming to a stop.

"Randomly reciting lines. Deserves a beating!" Xiao Jinchen said, shaking out his hand.