Shrek Wants to Kill Tang Shuo?! Ma Hongjun's Hatred Reached the Heavens!

A brand-new badge, gleaming with brilliant golden light, was respectfully presented to Tang Shuo by a staff member.

Tang Shuo accepted the badge, glanced at the still-frenzied stands, then looked toward Ye Lengleng.

He knew that today's performance was over.

He gave the host a slight nod, then turned and calmly walked down from the spirit arena amid the tsunami-like chants of "Shuofeng" from the entire audience.

As Tang Shuo stepped down from the spirit arena, it felt as though only two sounds remained in the world.

One was the host's hoarse yet still-excited shouting.

The other was the new name cried out by tens of thousands of people in the stands—"Shuofeng."

He passed through the contestants' tunnel, leaving the fervent roar behind him as the world instantly quieted.

At the end of the tunnel, Ye Lengleng stood there prettily, her clear eyes fixed on him.

"You..."

Ye Lengleng opened her mouth.

A thousand thoughts became only one sentence of praise.

"You're really incredible."

Tang Shuo smiled and tossed the still-warm Golden Spirit Arena Badge in his hand.

"Not bad. Just stretching my muscles."

Fifty consecutive victories and a Golden Spirit Arena Badge were, in his words, merely a way to stretch his muscles.

As she looked at Tang Shuo, a trace of admiration unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

As a support-type healing Soul Master, her Nine-Heart Begonia martial soul determined that she could never fight a thrilling one-on-one battle under the gaze of countless people as Tang Shuo could.

Individual battles were a field she would never be able to enter.

The only matches she could take part in were two-person battles or larger team battles.

In the past, Ye Lengleng had not been particularly interested in spirit battles. She had come here mostly to complete the academy's assignments or accompany Dugu Yan.

But now, seeing Tang Shuo's overwhelming figure as he crushed everything in his path, a thought uncontrollably surfaced from the depths of her heart.

If...

If she could form a two-person team with him, what would that be like?

One possessed ultimate offensive power, while the other possessed top-tier healing abilities.

Such a combination would probably be every opponent's nightmare in two-person spirit battles.

The moment this idea appeared, it was like a seed that swiftly took root and sprouted in Ye Lengleng's heart.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tang Shuo's voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

"Ah? N-Nothing."

Ye Lengleng waved her hands in slight panic, not daring to look into Tang Shuo's eyes.

"I was just thinking... shouldn't we head back? It's getting late."

Tang Shuo looked up at the sky outside the spirit arena. Night had quietly fallen.

"Mm, let's go."

Meanwhile, on the other side of Heaven Dou City.

As the lanterns began to glow, the streets were packed with people and bustling with activity.

Dai Mubai had no mood to admire the lively night scene. He followed behind a figure with his right arm severed and wrapped in thick bandages, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Are you sure it was this street?"

Dai Mubai asked impatiently.

Ma Hongjun, who walked ahead, looked pale, with fine beads of cold sweat covering his forehead. It was unclear whether they came from pain or urgency.

As he walked, he scanned the surroundings with his remaining left eye, trying to find the figure who had reduced him to this state amid the endless flow of people.

"That's right! It was here!"

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, his voice carrying a weak but vicious edge.

"That day, I was knocked out by that bastard in a single move on this very street!"

Dai Mubai sighed and stopped walking.

"Do you remember what he looked like? What was his name?"

Ma Hongjun froze.

He tried hard to recall it, but all that remained in his mind was a vague outline and the palm that had struck his chest with extreme speed.

As for a name...

The other party seemed never to have mentioned one from beginning to end.

"I... I didn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a mask."

Ma Hongjun's voice lowered.

"His name... he didn't say it either."

"Idiot!"

Dai Mubai finally could not hold back any longer. Flames practically burst from his evil eyes.

"You don't even know your enemy's name or what he looks like, yet you dragged me around the city?"

"What difference is that from looking for a needle in the ocean?!"

"I..."

Ma Hongjun was left speechless by the scolding. His face turned green, then white, until only humiliation and resentment remained.

Seeing him like this, Dai Mubai's anger faded somewhat, leaving only helplessness.

"Forget it."

He waved his hand.

"We can only rely on luck."

The two continued searching through the streets and alleys of Heaven Dou City like headless flies, unaware that the person they sought was currently stirring up enormous waves elsewhere under another name.

Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

Although Shuofeng had already left, the legends surrounding him had only just begun to spread.

A newcomer, on his first day of registration.

He revealed no Spirit Rings and used no martial soul.

Relying solely on his physical body and palm techniques, he claimed fifty consecutive victories and seized a Golden Spirit Arena Badge.

This news swept through the entire Great Soul Arena like a storm.

Whether ordinary spectators, Soul Masters who had fought here for years, or spies from the major factions, everyone was discussing this mysterious expert who had suddenly emerged.

"Have you heard? A fierce guy named Shuofeng appeared in Spirit Arena District One!"

"Fierce? He's a monster! Fifty consecutive victories! I've been hanging around here for three years, and I've never seen anything this outrageous!"

"The scariest part is that he didn't use his martial soul at all! No one knows what kind of martial soul he has or what level he is!"

"Level thirty-nine. That's what he wrote when he registered."

"He's already this monstrous at level thirty-nine? Once he breaks through to Soul Ancestor, won't he soar straight into the heavens?"

"Terrifying indeed!"

All kinds of discussions rang out in every corner of the spirit arena.

Overnight, the name "Shuofeng" became the hottest topic in Heaven Dou City's Soul Master world.

The instigator behind it all, Tang Shuo, was walking back to Heaven Dou Imperial Academy with Ye Lengleng.

The cool night breeze scattered the clamor and heat of the spirit arena.

The two walked side by side in silence. Yet the atmosphere was not awkward; instead, it carried a different kind of tranquility.

When they returned to the academy and parted before the dormitory building, Ye Lengleng finally gathered her courage and called out to Tang Shuo, who was about to go upstairs.

"Tang Shuo."

"Mm?"

Tang Shuo turned around.

Under the moonlight, the girl's facial features were soft, and her eyes held a trace of anticipation and nervousness.

"Tomorrow... are you going to the Great Soul Arena again?"

Tang Shuo thought for a moment, then nodded.

"I am."

Today was only the beginning. He needed more real combat to temper himself, and he also needed to use the points from consecutive victories to exchange for certain things he wanted.

Upon hearing his definite answer, Ye Lengleng's eyes brightened further.

As though she had made up her mind, she softly said:

"Then... can I team up with you for two-on-two spirit battles?"