Conflict

Dugu Yan completed her Martial Soul Possession. Purple snake scales spread from her neck to her cheeks, and her vertical pupils stared coldly at Ma Hongjun. "You fat pig, how dare you insult me in public! Do you know I'm the vice-captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Second Team?"

Cursing angrily, she swung a palm at Ma Hongjun's head. The palm wind was fierce, carrying a faint fishy-sweet stench.

"So what if I insulted you?" Dai Mubai had finally caught his breath. He shoved Dugu Yan's hand aside and, after his White Tiger Possession, roared, "You venomous woman, you came right at us with such a heavy hand. No wonder your Martial Soul is a snake! Fatty, use your Evil Fire Phoenix to crush her in terms of presence! She just needs a man to put her in her place!"

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

Although Dugu Yan had yet to admit it herself, Yu Tianheng had already decided in his heart that Dugu Yan was his to possess.

All that remained was a matter of time and his own attitude.

Yu Tianheng's arm was already covered in dragon scales. After his Martial Soul Possession, his presence surged dramatically. As the direct heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, how could he tolerate others speaking of his woman like that?

A fist wrapped in the power of lightning shot straight toward Dai Mubai's mouth.

In the original story, Dai Mubai could barely trade a few moves with Yu Tianheng only with Ning Rongrong's support.

Although arriving in Heaven Dou City earlier had spared Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng from Yu Xiaogang's self-righteous special training, narrowing the gap between them somewhat, it remained an insurmountable gulf.

Without Ning Rongrong's support, how could Dai Mubai possibly be Yu Tianheng's match?

Yu Tianheng's fist was wrapped in blue-violet dragon scales, heavy and powerful.

Dai Mubai crossed his palms before him and did his best to block it, but the instant the force of the punch struck his palms, his tiger's mouths went numb. His arms buckled, and he was knocked a step backward. The floor beneath his feet let out a piercing squeak of friction.

"Where's the support?!" Dai Mubai violently shook his numb wrist, then turned and roared at Ning Rongrong, his face red and his neck thick. "Give me a buff already! Are you fucking blind?!"

Having been driven back by a single punch, he felt humiliated and couldn't swallow his anger. He tried to dump all the blame on Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong stood half-hidden behind Qian Ren Shuang, her arms folded over her chest and chin slightly raised. Her expression was as smug as could be. "You treat women as resources anyway. Whether I support you or not, I'm just a resource in your eyes. So why should I support you?"

As she spoke, she deliberately revealed her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul for an instant—seven-colored light flowed across her palm, then vanished immediately. She was clearly provoking Dai Mubai: I have it, but I'm not giving it to you.

"You—!" Dai Mubai was truly enraged this time, his fists clenched until they creaked. He was about to curse back, but when his peripheral vision caught Qian Ren Shuang's expressionless face, he forcibly swallowed the words that had reached his lips: "Believe it or not, I'll rape you first, kill you, then rape you again and kill you again."

"My Martial Soul is a phoenix!" Ma Hongjun had already completed his Phoenix Possession. Dark red flames coiled around him as he raised his chin at Dugu Yan with a smug look. "It's your honor that I'd even take a fancy to a little snake like you!"

"Soul Elders are fighting! Let's bet on which side will win!" Rather than fleeing, several diners who loved watching trouble gathered into a semicircle on the spot. Some had even begun taking out money to place bets.

In Heaven Dou City, Soul Masters were nothing unusual. On average, everyone had at least five gang of Innate Soul Power—that was level 2.5.

In other words, anyone who died of old age would ultimately reach at least Soul Elder level.

Of course, those who had failed to awaken Innate Soul Power and became slaves in Heaven Dou City were not considered people at all in the eyes of nobles, so naturally they were not included in the statistics.

"Brother Shuang, what do you think about this?" Tang San also wanted to join Dai Mubai in criticizing Ning Rongrong, but remembering how close Qian Ren Shuang usually was to Ning Rongrong, he suppressed the anger in his heart and turned to ask.

"Rongrong's actions are perfectly normal. Why should she press a warm face against a cold ass?" Qian Ren Shuang answered crisply, without the slightest hesitation.

After saying that, he stood up.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—five Soul Rings lit up beneath his feet in sequence and slowly revolved. The pressure of a Soul King spread outward like an invisible wall. The voices of the diners who had been jeering immediately dropped, and several standing nearby even unconsciously retreated half a step.

Guilmon, however, did not sense any fighting intent from Qian Ren Shuang. It did not even lift its eyelids, merely burying its head in the meat on the table. Its mouth chewed rapidly while its tail swished back and forth.

Qian Ren Shuang took a step forward, his gaze sweeping across the seven members of the Heaven Dou Royal Second Team one by one. His voice was not loud, but every word was clear. "I'm the leader of these seven. If you have any issue, you can speak to me."

Yu Tianheng stepped across to shield Dugu Yan, his brows slightly furrowed as he calculated quickly. There were seven people on his side. If they cooperated well, they might not be unable to contend with an ordinary Soul King. But if all seven people in that fatty's group joined the fight, his side would definitely be at a disadvantage.

He made his decision immediately: avoid fighting if possible.

Every member of the Heaven Dou Royal Second Team also revealed their Soul Rings in unspoken unison—yellow, yellow, purple. Three neat Soul Rings apiece, all of them standing ready as the tension reached its peak.

Ye Lingling stood at the very back of the group, her expression calm, but inwardly she felt some regret. Today, to celebrate absorbing the thousand-year soul bone produced by the Deep Sea Relic and bestowed by the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, she had invited her teammates to eat at this restaurant.

If not for this, they would not have ended up confronting a Soul King.

She secretly sighed, feeling somewhat helpless that her Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul possessed only healing abilities.

Both sides were still poised for battle when, in the next instant—

Qian Ren Shuang reached out, grabbed Ma Hongjun's fiery red short hair, and lifted him from his seat like a chick. He brought him before Dugu Yan, then raised his foot and accurately kicked the inside of Ma Hongjun's knee.

Ma Hongjun cried out in pain, his legs giving way. With a thud, he dropped to his knees.

"Brother Shuang! What are you doing?!" Xiao Wu and Oscar cried out in shock at the sight.

Qian Ren Shuang ignored them. Looking at the members of the Heaven Dou Royal Second Team, he spoke as though discussing some trivial matter. "I'll make this guy kowtow to you once. Give me some face, and we'll call this matter settled. How about it?"

Yu Tianheng was quite tactful and readily took the offered way out. "Then let's settle it according to Senior's proposal?"

"No!" Backed by Dugu Bo, Dugu Yan had been spoiled into a willful temperament. She immediately protested loudly, folding her arms. "He insulted me. How can a single kowtow settle it?!"