Fed by Two Beautiful Girls in Turn!

The gazes cast their way seemed to grow even more concentrated.

Several boys who had been shoveling down food froze with their chopsticks hanging in midair.

Xiao Xiao's cheeks grew redder and redder, but she stubbornly held the spoon at the young man's lips, refusing to pull it back.

She urged him softly,

"Q-Quick... hurry!"

Jiang Ziming had no time to think and obediently took the spoon the girl offered into his mouth.

The sweet flavor of green apple was delicate, yet wonderfully sugary when savored, melting across his tongue like the bold yet shy girl before him.

Having done all that, Xiao Xiao's cheeks merely turned a little pinker. She withdrew the spoon, calmly scooped up another spoonful of ice cream, put it into her own mouth, and continued tasting it as though nothing had happened.

As if nothing had happened just now.

"X-Xiao Xiao! Y-You...!"

Wang Donger was utterly shaken, her eyes trembling slightly as she suddenly found that even the strawberry sundae before her no longer tasted sweet.

"Hm? What's wrong?"

Xiao Xiao raised her head in confusion, her emerald-green eyes filled with innocence.

"You two just now... used the same spoon!"

"Ah! I didn't even notice!"

Xiao Xiao looked at Jiang Ziming "apologetically," as if she felt somewhat guilty.

"Ziming, sorry."

Jiang Ziming awkwardly glanced at the white clouds outside the window and replied,

"It's fine, it's fine."

"Oh, it's good that you don't mind."

Xiao Xiao lowered her head and continued eating her ice cream.

Wang Donger felt stifled inside, inexplicably aggrieved.

She lowered her head to look at the strawberry sundae in front of her, then looked at the young man across from her, who was casually drinking water as if nothing had happened.

Then, without knowing where she found the courage, she suddenly scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and thrust it at Jiang Ziming's mouth.

She moved so quickly that even she herself did not react in time.

Jiang Ziming stared at her face, red as a cherry tomato, and froze for a moment.

"What? I want you to try mine too. Is that not okay?"

Wang Donger did not even dare meet his eyes. Irritated, she poked his lips with the spoon.

"Hurry up and eat!"

Jiang Ziming sighed helplessly and could only accept another feeding.

After the freshness of green apple came the sweet fragrance of strawberry.

He chewed twice and swallowed. What kind of weird competitive spirit is this?

Before his eyes, the "emotion-point bullet comments" surged even more violently!

[Ding!]

[Li Hua of Freshman Class Three has had a crush on Xiao Xiao for three whole months. Seeing Xiao Xiao feed you ice cream, he wishes he could immediately kill you!—Emotion Points +99!]

[A senior from the neighboring teaching building had been planning to find a chance to befriend Wang Donger. Upon discovering that Wang Donger fed you with her own spoon, he was so heartbroken that his martial soul nearly shattered!—Emotion Points +99!]

[A senior from the inner court who had been single for ten years passed by the cafeteria and watched helplessly as two beautiful girls took turns feeding you. He decided to jump into Sea God Lake tonight!—Emotion Points +99!]

Time came to the second day of the elimination rounds.

Morning sunlight spilled over the central arena of the assessment zone.

Quite a few people had already taken seats in the surrounding stands.

After the first day of competition, only sixteen of the original sixty-four teams remained.

The venue immediately seemed much emptier, but the atmosphere was even tenser than yesterday.

After all, the teams that had made it this far were no pushovers.

Jiang Ziming and the other two arrived at the assessment zone early to draw lots.

In the stands, many people who spotted Jiang Ziming's figure wore complicated expressions.

The pressure from that sword strike yesterday still lingered in many people's memories.

Soon, the morning's draw results were announced.

Jiang Ziming's team would face Xie Huanyue's team.

Xie Huanyue, the captain of Freshman Class Two's seeded team, possessed the Pipi Elephant martial soul, a beast martial soul known for its high defense and flexibility.

This team was quite famous among the freshmen and was considered a strong contender for the top three in this year's assessment.

However, the moment Xie Huanyue saw the three words "Jiang Ziming" on the draw results, his face visibly darkened for a moment.

With the idea of letting Wang Donger and Xiao Xiao show their abilities in the elimination rounds as well,

Jiang Ziming did not draw his sword right away this round.

As before, he let Wang Donger and Xiao Xiao fight at the front while he stayed in the back, obediently throwing carrots for support.

After the match began, Wang Donger attacked first.

The Radiant Goddess Butterfly burst open behind her. Its blue-gold wings refracted dazzling light beneath the sun as a sharp blade of light shot straight at Xie Huanyue.

Xie Huanyue did not dare be careless and immediately unleashed his martial soul.

A layer of thick gray hide emerged over his body, swelling his entire figure by a full size and making him resemble an upright little elephant.

The blade of light struck him with a dull boom, leaving only a faint white mark on his hide.

"Why is this guy's skin so thick..."

Wang Donger frowned.

Xiao Xiao followed close behind. The Three Lives Soul-Calming Cauldron shot out with a thunderous roar, carrying crushing pressure as it smashed toward Xie Huanyue.

Xie Huanyue crossed his arms to block. The cauldron slammed into his arms and knocked him back three or four steps, but he quickly steadied himself and grinned.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Under the enhancement of the Excitement Carrot, Wang Donger and Xiao Xiao's combat power had greatly increased. Against any other opponent, they would likely have struggled even to contend with Xie Huanyue.

But the highly flexible defense of the Pipi Elephant truly countered Wang Donger's goddess butterfly and Xiao Xiao's soul-calming cauldron.

The two girls bombarded the three people opposite them without pause for a full ten minutes. They had consumed more than half their soul power, yet they still could not determine a winner.

Although Xie Huanyue had also been beaten into a sorry state, he remained standing throughout and even found time to toss out a few taunts.

Jiang Ziming watched from the rear for a while and sighed helplessly.

He stepped forward.

He did not even summon his martial soul. He merely took one step forward.

The instant Xie Huanyue and his two teammates saw him step in, all three of their expressions changed.

Jiang Ziming raised his hand, assuming a posture as if preparing to summon his martial soul.

Then...

"We surrender!"

Without a shred of hesitation, Xie Huanyue and his two teammates shouted almost in unison.

Their slogan was loud and perfectly synchronized, as though they had trained specifically for it.

Jiang Ziming's hand froze in midair.

"Seriously, guys? My soul rings haven't even lit up yet."

"No need, no need!"

Xie Huanyue hurriedly waved his hands, his smile incomparably sincere.

"We admit defeat. We're completely convinced, absolutely completely convinced!"

He had no desire to experience what Wu Feng had gone through yesterday, being scared into incontinence by a single sword strike.

Wang Donger: "..."

Xiao Xiao: "???"

The stands erupted in an uproar.

However, after witnessing that absurd match yesterday afternoon, no one thought there was anything wrong with their decision.

That afternoon.

This was the fourth elimination-round match, the contest to advance from the top eight to the top four.

Jiang Ziming's opponents were three agility-attack and power-attack soul masters whose names no one could even remember.

These three were even more straightforward than Xie Huanyue's team.

The referee had only just finished saying, "Match begin."

Before Wang Donger and Xiao Xiao even had time to summon their martial souls, they loudly shouted,

"We admit defeat!"

Their voices were loud, their attitudes sincere, and their movements perfectly synchronized.

The referee on the stage, the audience below, and the teachers were all left dumbfounded.

Especially Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department, whom Du Weilun had specifically called over to watch from the center of the stands.

The old man in white robes had waited from morning until afternoon, from the sun rising in the east to setting in the west.

Yet all he got were two cries of "We surrender" and one cry of "We admit defeat."

Watching the three contestants surrender at light speed, his face turned black.

Yesterday, Du Weilun had rushed into his office and praised Jiang Ziming to the heavens.

Twin martial souls, a god-tier sword martial soul, two thousand-year soul rings, one sword strike that scared the young master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into tears...

The description had made him itch with anticipation, so he had specifically canceled two meetings to come watch today.

And what did he get?

He sat under the sun all day and did not even get to see that kid's martial soul!