The Pinker the Color, the Harder the Hit

"Come on, I choose you!"

As his words fell, a pink, fluffy ball instantly appeared before him.

"Mimi!"

Hu Lie's charging figure came to an abrupt halt, nearly throwing out his back.

He stared at the fuzzy, pink little thing hovering in mid-air, completely dumbfounded.

"What... what is this thing? Your Martial Soul?" Hu Lie's voice was filled with disbelief.

The audience erupted into an uproar, followed by a roar of laughter.

Among the crowd, several young women and girls who had been fixated on the arena due to Ye Qiong's striking looks now had their attention captured by the pink ball. Their eyes sparkled with adoration, and they didn't join in the mockery at all.

"Oh my god! What kind of divine little treasure is this? It's so fluffy and cute!"

A girl in a pink dress gripped her companion's arm, her voice trembling.

"I want to pet it! Is it a little pink bunny? Or a puppy?"

The young woman beside her covered her heart, her eyes full of doting affection: "It's even fluffier than the pet Soul Beast I have at home. Even if it can't fight, just looking at it is healing! The handsome guy has such a cute Martial Soul—I'm locking this pairing in!"

The mockery from the ordinary audience remained harsh: "Hahahaha! I thought it would be some powerful Martial Soul, but this is it?"

"A fluffy little animal? Is he here to be a comedian?"

"A Soul Ancestor challenging a Soul King and bringing out such a decorative Martial Soul? He's just here to show off!"

The four women in the stands were also stunned.

Ning Rongrong: "Can Mimi really fight?"

She looked at Mimi below like a mother worrying about her cute and fragile child.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, though her gaze never left Mimi: "I don't know."

Dugu Yan: "You've got to be kidding me? With such an heaven-defying Soul Ring configuration, the Martial Soul is this? The contrast is just too huge!" Her tone was full of confusion.

Ye Lingling: "Perhaps it has some special ability?"

Ye Qiong curled his lips into a faint smile at the audience's reaction.

Though Mimi looked delicate and silly, its strength was by no means as weak as it appeared. The laughter of these people was merely a manifestation of their ignorance.

Hu Lie regained his composure, his face full of contempt: "Kid, stop wasting time. Do you really think you can fight me with such a little thing?"

In his eyes, this pink ball wasn't even worthy of being an opponent to his Martial Soul; one strike would suffice.

His first Soul Ring lit up, Soul Power poured into his blade, and pale golden tiger stripes emerged.

Ye Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: So, are you finally making a move? Heh, perfect. Let me show you the true power of Mimi.

"First Soul Skill, Fierce Tiger Slash!"

Hu Lie gathered his strength for half a second, his eyes filled with malice, and slashed forward violently. A crescent-shaped blade aura resembling a tiger pouncing on its prey surged forward, carrying lethal killing intent as it whistled toward Mimi!

He held nothing back with this strike, clearly intending to take his opponent's life in one blow.

Before the blade aura even arrived, the sharp, biting wind stung people's faces, carrying a thick scent of blood.

"Watch out!"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but cry out. Dugu Yan subconsciously clenched her fists, and Ye Lingling instinctively summoned her Nine Heart Begonia, seemingly wanting to intervene, though she forgot she was in the stands.

The girls in the audience were also anxious.

"Be careful! Dodge it!"

"That blade aura looks so scary, don't let it hurt the little ball!"

Ye Qiong, however, did not dodge or evade, simply saying calmly: "Mimi, dodge."

He had absolute confidence in Mimi's speed; this strike wouldn't be able to touch it at all.

"Mimi!"

The little pink ball flickered, vanishing from its spot as if teleporting, easily evading the blade aura.

Its agile posture made the girls in the audience cheer instantly.

"So fast! It's so agile!"

"I knew it wasn't simple! Is this speed even faster than an ordinary Agility-type Soul Beast?"

The blade aura grazed the corner of Ye Qiong's clothes and slammed into the edge of the arena behind him, leaving a deep gouge.

Hu Lie's strike missed, and his killing intent grew even stronger. He didn't attribute it to skill, assuming it was just a lucky dodge.

He sneered, and his second Soul Ring suddenly lit up: "Let's see how long you can keep dodging! Second Soul Skill, Tiger Roar Slash!"

As he swung his blade, a tiger's roar containing a mental shockwave erupted, the sound waves rushing toward Ye Qiong like a physical force!

This mental suppression wasn't just a simple distraction; it was meant to shatter Ye Qiong's mental defenses directly, leaving him unable to resist before being decapitated by a single strike.

Ye Qiong sneered inwardly. You dare to show off with this level of sonic attack?

Mental Shock!

Everyone believed that Ye Qiong, whose Soul Power was lower than Hu Lie's, would inevitably fall into a momentary trance.

The murmurs in the spectator stands rose once again: "It's a mental attack! That kid is finished now!" "With that gap in Soul Power, there's no way he can withstand it!"

The young women and ladies also grew tense in an instant. A girl in a yellow dress covered her mouth, her eyes filled with worry: "Will the young man be alright? This kind of mental attack is so insidious!"

"Mimi, hurry and help him!"

However, the moment the sonic shockwave neared Ye Qiong, it was as if a clay ox had entered the sea, failing to stir up even a ripple.

Ye Qiong's mental strength was immensely powerful; this level of mental intimidation was no different from a gentle breeze brushing against his face.

He even took a moment to glance at the spectator stands, noticing the young women worrying for him, and his heart stirred slightly. It seemed the attention brought by his good looks was even higher than he had anticipated.

Seeing this, Hu Lie's pupils constricted sharply: "How is this possible?! How can your mental strength be so strong?"

In the very instant he lost his focus, Ye Qiong's voice rang out again.

"We can do anything."

His second soul ring lit up, and an invisible force surged into Mimi's body.

"Mimi!"

The little pink ball waved its tiny fists, and its aura, which had previously seemed harmless to humans and animals alike, suddenly turned sharp. Its figure flickered, appearing instantly at Hu Lie's side as its third soul ring glowed.

"Don't panic, I'm still here." Ye Qiong's voice carried a soothing tone, not just for Mimi, but also for those who were worried about him.

"Mimi, Mimi!"

The tiny fists struck out at Hu Lie's waist with a speed invisible to the naked eye, unleashing a frantic barrage.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

A series of dense, rhythmic thuds echoed out. Hu Lie felt waves of intense pain radiating from his waist, and he was sent stumbling backward uncontrollably.

A storm raged in his heart: What... what kind of power is this? How could a seemingly harmless little creature possess such strong attack power?

The entire audience fell into a deathly silence once more; the mockery that had been on their faces was replaced by extreme shock.

The spectators who had been jeering just moments ago now had their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg, while the young women and ladies erupted in excitement.

"Wow! So amazing! The little ball is too cool!"

"Who was it that said it couldn't fight? Come out and eat your words!"

"Cute and capable of fighting—what kind of god-tier Martial Soul is this? I want one too!"

"I knew I wasn't wrong; this pair is the best!"

"Just now... what happened?"

"That little thing... pushed Hu Lie back?"

"Am I seeing things? A level 53 Soul King was pushed back by the Martial Soul of a level 42 Soul Ancestor?" The audience's discussion was filled with disbelief.

The four women in the stands also had their beautiful eyes wide open, their mouths forming "O" shapes.

"So... so fast! So strong!" Dugu Yan stammered, her previous confusion long since replaced by shock.

Ning Rongrong waved her little fist in excitement: "I knew it! It wasn't that simple! Mimi is super amazing!"

Hu Lie steadied his figure, feeling both shocked and furious; he felt he had suffered unprecedented humiliation.

A dignified Soul King with nineteen consecutive victories had actually been pushed back by the pet-like Martial Soul of a Soul Ancestor. If this got out, what face would he have left to stand in the Soul Fighting Arena?

"Damn it! Third Soul Skill, Tiger-Slaying River Cross!"