Douluo: I, Innate Soul Power Nine Thousand Levels!

Dai Mubai's martial soul continued to shrink.

Everyone's pupils shrank along with Dai Mubai's martial soul.

In the end, the cat that had originally been as large as a puppy turned into an ordinary-sized white cat.

At that moment, the white cat was still meowing.

It leaped into Dai Mubai's arms and stuck out its tongue to lick his face.

Dai Mubai went numb, his expression becoming utterly stunned.

The same was true for everyone present. Turbulent waves had already risen in their hearts.

What exactly had happened?

"Was it you... What did you do to me?!"

Dai Mubai looked at Chen Fan like a madman and let out a roar.

"What did I do? I didn't even bring out my soul rings. What makes you think I did it?"

Chen Fan looked at Dai Mubai indifferently.

"Damn it!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, feeling unbearably stifled.

What the hell was going on?

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

The third purple soul ring on his body flashed.

Yet after releasing it, he did not feel any power enveloping his body.

Instead, his Little White Cat martial soul exploded outright.

Unable to withstand the power of the soul ring at all, it shattered.

At this sight, fear appeared in everyone's eyes.

Taking the opportunity, Zhu Zhuqing walked up to Dai Mubai, raised her fair, slender hand, and gave his face several sharp slaps.

The crisp sound of slaps rang out. Dai Mubai was struck so hard that his head spun, and he felt as if he were dreaming.

Just as Ma Hongjun came to his senses, Zhu Zhuqing, that sly old fox, had already retreated.

"What exactly is going on?"

Dai Mubai stood there blankly, confused and at a loss.

The red handprints on his face made him feel the pain.

"Zhu Zhuqing!"

His gaze turned fierce as he angrily looked at the girl standing quietly beside Chen Fan in the distance.

"You acted quite decisively. It seems your resolve has become very firm."

Chen Fan looked Zhu Zhuqing over. She was tall and graceful, with a curvaceous figure and long black hair that cascaded smoothly over her shoulders.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was calm, as though nothing had happened.

It was as if she had not been the one to slap Dai Mubai several times just now.

Though she looked utterly composed on the surface, she was thrilled beyond measure inside.

She had long wanted to give Dai Mubai a few hard slaps.

They had clearly been in this together, yet he had fled at the critical moment and left her behind in the Star Luo Empire.

His cowardly behavior infuriated her.

After coming to Shrek, she learned that he was still the same, which disappointed her even more.

She knew she no longer had the face to return.

Even if she did return, it would only be a dead end.

However, Chen Fan had said he had a way to make her stronger. Whether he truly could or not was another matter, but with him backing her up, Dai Mubai would not dare counterattack like a cornered dog when she hit him.

Dai Mubai was more than three years older than her. His Soul Power had already surpassed level thirty, and he was a Power Attack System Soul Master, so she was naturally no match for him.

If she had been Dai Mubai's match, she would have beaten him up from the very beginning.

In the distance, Dai Mubai's anger surged to his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails piercing his palms as blood slowly flowed out.

Just then, Headmaster Flender and Zhao Wuji, the Unmoving Bright King, arrived from afar.

When they saw Chen Fan, both were deeply angered.

But when they saw Xiao Wu, they were startled again.

They had thought Chen Fan had taken Xiao Wu away and killed her.

"Her condition is a little strange. What's going on?"

Zhao Wuji frowned.

Flender could not make sense of it either.

For the moment, the two did not focus on that matter. When they saw Dai Mubai's state, their hearts gave a jolt.

Could the two sides have gotten into some kind of conflict?

"You two came at just the right time. It saves me the trouble of going to find you."

Chen Fan looked at them with a smile.

"Teacher, Boss Dai, he..."

When Ma Hongjun saw Flender arrive, he immediately went over and briefly explained what had happened.

When they heard that Dai Mubai's martial soul had turned into a little cat, both were shocked.

They had never heard of or seen such a method before.

Even a Title Douluo could not possibly do something like this, right?

"Why have you come here again today? What do you want?"

Zhao Wuji was wrapped in bandages. They were from the wound Chen Fan had inflicted with a single strike the previous night.

It was rather embarrassing to say it. He had actually been defeated in one hit, instantly losing consciousness after being struck.

"I naturally came here because I have something to do."

Chen Fan said calmly.

At this moment, Xiao Wu revealed a puzzled expression. She had thought Chen Fan had come merely to let her report that she was safe.

"What is it?"

Flender asked, pushing up his glasses.

"Starting today, I declare that Shrek Academy will become my private army."

Chen Fan raised his voice and spoke to the two men ahead of him word by word.

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, their expressions instantly turned incomparably ugly.

Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing also revealed shocked expressions.

"Aren't you from Spirit Hall? Do you want us to join Spirit Hall?"

Flender took a step back, watching Chen Fan warily.

"Although I currently hold that status, this is my own force. I have no intention of making a wedding dress for someone else."

"Heh, you haven't even left Spirit Hall yourself, yet you dare say such things? If the Pope of Spirit Hall tells you to contribute your strength, you probably won't even dare fart."

Zhao Wuji spoke bluntly.

"You don't need to concern yourselves with that. I'm only asking whether you agree or not."

Chen Fan said proudly.

The next moment, a soul ring slowly rose from his body.

The ground trembled slightly as a red Nineteen-Thousand-Year Soul Ring burst forth.

This Nineteen-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was not entirely red. There was a faint golden glow around it.

Once it reached two hundred thousand years, this soul ring would gain a dazzling Golden Pattern.

A three-hundred-thousand-year soul ring would have a red main body and two Golden Patterns.

With the soul ring suspended around him, Chen Fan released a vigorous aura.

At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on him, their eyes filled with shock.

"What is this?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Wu in confusion.

This soul ring should undoubtedly be Xiao Wu's, right?

"He only has one soul ring! Is his First Soul Ring already at the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring level?"