He knew just how formidable Dai Mubai was.
Forget one Zhu Zhuqing—even two Zhu Zhuqings wouldn't be enough to take down Boss Dai!
Oscar didn't want the goddess Ning Rongrong he'd been dreaming about to lose the wager and get defiled by Boss Dai...!
"I'm serious!" Ning Rongrong replied firmly.
After answering, she made a face and added, "Coward. Who asked you to worry about me?"
The corner of Dai Mubai's mouth curled slightly. He turned to Oscar and said, "Xiao Ao, stay out of this."
"Just stand on the sidelines and cheer me on!"
"Once I've subdued these two girls, I'll let you spend a night with Ning Rongrong!"
As he spoke, the sinister glint in his Evil Eyes grew even stronger.
"This... fine..." Oscar nodded dejectedly, drawing his head back like a turtle and falling silent.
"Just as I thought. You're a coward with no backbone!" Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes brimmed with undisguised disgust.
Hearing their exchange, Xiao Wu, standing beside Tang San, looked worried. She hurriedly urged, "Rongrong, Zhuqing, don't be rash. Don't make this a wager!"
"We're all classmates. There's no need to let things get this tense!"
Ning Rongrong smiled faintly. "Xiao Wu, this is our business!"
"We've thought it through carefully. You don't need to worry about us!"
"Trust me. Zhu Zhuqing will definitely beat this hot-tempered little tiger, Dai Mubai!"
"But..." Xiao Wu still wanted to say more.
But when she saw how resolute Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked, she knew there was no point in saying anything else.
"Then, Zhuqing, Rongrong, do your best! Don't lose!" Xiao Wu had no choice but to cheer them on.
As a fellow girl, she didn't want Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong to lose to Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai looked like a playboy who flirted with girls everywhere.
If it weren't for Third Brother, Xiao Wu wouldn't have wanted to get close to Dai Mubai at all, let alone be his classmate!
"Thank you, Xiao Wu!" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.
"Thank you, Xiao Wu." Zhu Zhuqing also gave Xiao Wu a warm look.
"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted. "You're celebrating too soon!"
"Bleh! You're the one celebrating too soon!" Ning Rongrong pressed her thumb against her nose and made a face.
"Enough talking! I accept this Soul Fighting match, and I have no objections to the wager!" Dai Mubai said. "Let's get started! Once the match is over, I'll take you two to clean up. Don't let it spoil tonight's fun!"
"Disgusting." Zhu Zhuqing furrowed her brows and spoke coldly.
Beside her, Ning Rongrong declared firmly, "Wait! Let Tang San, Oscar, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun bear witness for us!"
"This Soul Fighting match is voluntary on both sides. No one is allowed to back out, and no one is allowed to interfere!"
"Good!" Dai Mubai nodded heavily, the sinister light in his Evil Eyes flickering.
Then he looked from Tang San to Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Xiao Wu, and said, "Bear witness to this Soul Fighting match and our wager!"
"No one is allowed to interfere in our fight."
"Whether I or Zhu Zhuqing is at a disadvantage, no one is to step in!"
"Even if Dean Flender shows up, he must not interfere!"
Dai Mubai's tone was resolute.
Though he had a fiery temper, he took promises and wagers seriously.
"All right, we'll bear witness!" Ma Hongjun was the first to speak up.
"We'll bear witness!" Oscar, Tang San, and Xiao Wu chimed in one after another.
Once everyone had agreed,
a satisfied smile rose on Ning Rongrong's cherry-red lips.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had carefully discussed challenging Dai Mubai to a Soul Fighting match and making a wager the night before.
Only this way could Zhu Zhuqing defeat Dai Mubai openly, beat him black and blue, and complete the Black Grade Quest.
Otherwise,
if they came to Shrek Academy and inexplicably beat Dai Mubai up,
they would have no justification.
Ma Hongjun, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and the others might join forces to stop them and condemn them vehemently.
And that wasn't all.
Teachers like Flender and Zhao Wuji would also step in to intervene.
Even though Ning Rongrong had an Experience Card for the cultivation of a Titled Douluo with an Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, it would still be difficult for her to help Zhu Zhuqing complete the quest perfectly.
Now the Soul Fighting match was set, and the wager was set. Everything would proceed naturally.
"Come on. It's time to settle this," Zhu Zhuqing said coolly, her beautiful eyes icy and her expression resolute.
"I've waited a long time for this. Even if I can't win your heart..." Dai Mubai licked his lips. "Once I have your body, winning your heart will only be a matter of time!"
Ning Rongrong smiled faintly. She thought Dai Mubai was far too naive.
Zhu Zhuqing also smiled coldly. She would give it everything she had.
Nearby, Ma Hongjun took Oscar by the hand and said, "Oscar, what do you think? Have Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong both fallen for Boss Dai?"
"Maybe the two of them were too embarrassed to say it, so they deliberately proposed a Soul Fighting wager."
"Really, they came here to throw themselves into his arms together?"
Oscar's face darkened at Ma Hongjun's words, his expression turning awful.
For some reason, he thought Ma Hongjun made a lot of sense.
Over the years, far too many girls had thrown themselves into Dai Mubai's arms!
The odds of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong winning this Soul Fighting wager were as tiny as farting yourself to death!
"Could they really have come here to hand themselves over?" Oscar furrowed his brows, unable to help thinking.
But...
Boss Dai had said that if he won this Soul Fighting wager, he'd let Oscar spend a night with Ning Rongrong...!
"Third Brother, what should we do?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously. "Will Rongrong and Zhuqing lose?"
Tang San considered the Martial Souls, levels, and usual performances of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.
Then he shook his head and said, "Even using my Hidden Weapons, I wouldn't be completely confident I could beat Dai Mubai."
"Zhu Zhuqing has a very slim chance of winning this match!"
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Chapter 40: Shocked by Zhu Zhuqing's Thousand-Year Purple Soul Rings
Hearing Third Brother's assessment, the worry in Xiao Wu's eyes grew even stronger.
"Zhuqing, do your best!" Xiao Wu shouted, cheering Zhu Zhuqing on.
It was the only way she could help Zhu Zhuqing right now!
At that moment,
Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai had both prepared for the Soul Fighting match.
As it happened, the area where the seven of them stood was very spacious, with no buildings or obstacles nearby, making it an ideal place for their match.
Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun cooperatively moved to the edge of the area, leaving the space to Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai.
"Begin!" Ning Rongrong announced from the sidelines like a referee. "There's no time limit for this Soul Fighting match. It'll continue until a winner is decided!"
At her words, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai instantly entered battle stance and released their Martial Souls.
"Evil Eye White Tiger, Possession!"
Dai Mubai roared, his body brimming with blazing anger.
A powerful pale light suddenly burst from his muscular body.
Dai Mubai stretched both arms out to his sides and thrust out his chest. His bones crackled, and his muscles swelled, ripping his clothes apart.
His golden hair stood on end, bristling like flames.
The air around him grew violently turbulent.
At the same time,
three gleaming Soul Rings rose beneath Dai Mubai's feet, slowly revolving.
Two Yellow Grade Soul Rings and one Purple Soul Ring. As they turned, surging Soul Power pressed toward Zhu Zhuqing like crashing waves.
"A thousand-year Purple Soul Ring!" Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.
Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and the others also looked grave.
Dai Mubai was far too powerful. Could Zhu Zhuqing's delicate frame really defeat him?
Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease. She smiled brightly, placing complete faith in Zhu Zhuqing.
"Purple! Two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings!"
At that moment, sharp-eyed Xiao Wu couldn't help exclaiming, her voice clear.
Two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings?
A Soul Master would probably have to be at least a level-forty Soul Ancestor to possess those!
Aside from the teachers, no student at the academy had a Soul Ring Configuration like that.
That was what everyone instinctively thought.
But Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun had been watching the Soul Fighting match.
All three immediately noticed what Xiao Wu meant by two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings.
Zhu Zhuqing had already completed her Hell Spirit Cat Possession. Two Purple Soul Rings, each a thousand years old, revolved around her stunning figure.
With every turn, the two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings unleashed a terrifying pressure that bore down on Dai Mubai.
"Her... her first two Soul Rings have both become thousand-year Purple Soul Rings!" Tang San exclaimed, his deep eyes trembling with disbelief. "How is that possible?!"
"Am I seeing things?" Ma Hongjun gaped beside him, rubbing his eyes frantically. His normally squinty eyes were wide open as he stared at the sight before him.
"Holy crap, those really are two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings! Zhu Zhuqing, how did she do that? That's insane!"
Ma Hongjun was so shocked he could hardly believe his eyes.
"Purple... purple!"
"Her First Soul Ring and Second Soul Ring have both broken past the hundred-year limit and reached the thousand-year level!"
"That's incredible!"
Oscar's voice was full of astonishment. His mouth gaped so wide it looked as if he could fit a fist-sized bun inside.
"Hahaha!" Ning Rongrong looked calm, even laughing. Everything was under her control!
Seeing the astonished expressions on Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun,
Ning Rongrong's smile grew brighter still, more radiant than a flower in spring.
"How is this possible?"
"A Soul Grandmaster can have two thousand-year Purple Soul Rings?"
Dai Mubai's previously arrogant expression froze. His entire tiger face grew solemn.