Comparing Speed with This Guga?

Meanwhile, Dai Mubai walked over, forcing himself to act natural.

"Congratulations, you all won your very first spirit battles. I watched the match just now, and it was truly spectacular."

Yet things did not unfold the way he had imagined.

Not a single person responded.

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Ning Rongrong let out a snort, using her finger to poke Di Guga and play patty-cake with her.

Xiao Wu simply stared blankly at Yan Shuang Guga, her eyes completely vacant, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhu Zhuqing had even less to say.

The smile on Dai Mubai's face stiffened. He scratched the back of his head, his gaze darting everywhere, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Ahahaha... How awkward. Why don't you guys just say something?"

"Yo, what do you want us to say? Wa~~ don't say that~ the fight we put up was really mediocre~ how could we compare to how awesome you are~~ we admire you so much~"

Ning Rongrong used an affected, shrill voice to mock him.

Once she finished, the corner of her lips hooked into an alluring smile, and she reached out, yanking Zhu Zhuqing, who was beside her, to the front.

"Zhuqing, he wants to show off in front of us just how amazing he is~ what do you think?"

Zhu Zhuqing coldly glanced at Dai Mubai, spitting out two words:

"Childish."

"No, Zhuqing, that's not what I meant."

Dai Mubai anxiously tried to explain.

Yet Zhu Zhuqing ignored him and, following the broadcast's announcement, turned and walked toward the stage.

Dai Mubai's mouth hung open as he slowly withdrew his extended hand, his five fingers clenching into a fist.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he grew.

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixing straight onto Ning Rongrong, who was covering her mouth and snickering, his tone filled with stifled frustration and rage.

"Ning Rongrong! Just where did I provoke you? Why do you keep ruining my plans time and time again?!"

Lin Xiao quickly took a step forward, shielding Rongrong behind him.

His other hand had already touched a sealing scroll.

Ning Rongrong hid behind Lin Xiao, showing not the slightest hint of fear. She even poked her head out and lifted her chin.

"What? Want to hit me? I'm so scared~~"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart growing even more intense.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz—!"

A sound of friction against the air rang out.

His gaze swept over, catching sight of Di Guga nearby holding a glowing, rapidly spinning circular saw.

He then looked over at Xiao Wu, who was staring aggressively right at him.

Yan Shuang Guga was tossing a coin in the air.

He felt as though a giant character for "Danger" hung directly above his head.

Dai Mubai's face turned green and white by turns. He forced the words at the tip of his tongue back down, then turned around in dismay and left.

Ning Rongrong couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

"Brother Lin Xiao, look at his expression. It's even more colorful than Painter Guga's paint. It's hilarious."

Lin Xiao smiled, raising a hand to gently ruffle her hair.

"Rongrong, you are the future heir of the sect; you need to be a bit more mature and steady."

Ning Rongrong hugged Lin Xiao's arm like a spoiled child, shaking it back and forth.

"Aiya~ Brother Lin Xiao, when did you get as naggy as Dad? At worst, I'll just give you the position of sect master later, and you can keep raising me. Let's go, let's go watch Zhuqing."

Lin Xiao shook his head helplessly.

Yet he didn't say anything more.

Ning Rongrong was extremely intelligent, and through subtle influence, she had also learned a thing or two of Ning Fengzhi's true mastery.

That eye of hers was no joke; she knew exactly who could be provoked and who could not.

Moreover, he had personally equipped her with many life-saving items, so with him as her safety net, there wouldn't be any major problems.

As for being blasted away by Dai Mubai in the anime...

One could only say that Dai Mubai failed to recognize who was truly in charge.

He was merely a fleeing prince; how could he have the nerve to claim he wasn't afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Ning Rongrong was a genuine princess, protected by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

And if Dai Mubai were killed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, then Dai Weisi would surely have to send over a commemorative banner to express his gratitude.

Meanwhile.

Upon the stage.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, scanning the empty stage around her with some doubt.

Where was Motherland Guga? Why was there still no sign of her when the match was about to officially begin?

The two spirit masters, a man and a woman on the opposite side, wore teasing smiles as they looked at the lone Zhu Zhuqing.

"Little sister, why don't you just forfeit and step down? With mere Soul Grandmaster cultivation, you simply can't defeat our duo."

"That's right, you'd best leave obediently. If we really start fighting later and you get accidentally injured, it'll be a terrible loss."

Just as the referee was about to raise his hand to announce the start of the match—

A petite figure swooped down!

The wind roared across the stage as Motherland Guga landed with her hands behind her back, dropping to one knee in a standard superhero landing.

The cape behind her slowly settled onto the ground.

She slowly stood up.

"Phew~ My friend, don't be so nervous. Heroes always arrive at the very end, guga."

Zhu Zhuqing's pressure plummeted.

All set. This was an absolute win.

The expressions on the faces of the two opposing spirit masters instantly turned solemn.

The two exchanged glances, beginning to communicate through their eyes.

(What is the deal with this goose wrapped in a floral quilt? Can spirit beasts participate in spirit battles too?)

(I don't know. Maybe she's a person with an incomplete martial soul mutation? Anyway, since the spirit battle arena let her in, there must be a reason for it.)

(Mm. Still, just looking at the posture she used to land, she's terrifyingly strong. Let's be careful.)

The host raised his hand high, his booming voice echoing across the entire stage:

"Participants in position! The dual spirit battle officially begins!"

The male spirit master's Cheetah Martial Soul possessed him, his limbs dropping as he crouched flat on the ground.

As for the female spirit master, she crouched on his back just like a cat.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Identical spirit ring configurations surrounded their bodies.

"Screech!!"

Two scorching crimson-red beams of light blasted out from Guga's eyes.

Catwoman and Leopard Boy reacted extremely swiftly, splitting apart to the left and right with tacit coordination.

Abandoning a head-on clash, they used a blind spot in the attack to charge straight for the isolated Zhu Zhuqing in the rear, attempting a surprise attack to pin her down.

Zhu Zhuqing saw through the opponents' intent. Knowing full well that a head-on clash offered no chance of success, she did not linger in battle.

Her figure transformed into a pitch-black afterimage, using her spirit skill to accelerate while nimbly dodging their harassment and constantly widening the distance.

Motherland Guga watched the three people wildly sprinting across the stage and smiled.

"Wowe wowe, comparing speed with me, guga?"

"Bang! Swish—"

A sharp sonic boom erupted as Motherland Guga soared into the air, activating Supersonic Flight Mode.

The sprinting Catwoman had already caught up to Zhu Zhuqing and was preparing to strike her down with a single claw.

Yet a chill welled up in her heart, and she instinctively turned her head for a glance, her pupils contracting!

She saw a goose right beside her, staring at her with a passionate gaze. Its speed was not the slightest bit slower than hers—in fact, it was faster.

Fear crept into her heart, and Catwoman let out a startled cry:

"How can you be so fast?!"

"Screech!!"

The weakened heat vision struck her shoulder.

"Urgh-ah!"

A cry of pain rang out, and Catwoman's body was sent flying like a kite with a snapped string.

She smashed heavily into the wall beneath the audience stands.

Burning pain washed over her, making it difficult for her to get back up for the moment.

Leopard Boy was greatly shocked when he saw this!

Why was a goose so fast?

"Hell Stab!"

A purple radiance assaulted him from behind.

Leopard Boy reacted extremely fast. Relying on years of spirit battle experience, he abruptly leaped upward, attempting to dodge Zhu Zhuqing's sneak attack and counterattack with a swift pouncing spirit skill.

Yet Motherland Guga had somehow arrived above his head, punching him down.

With a "thud,"

Leopard Boy rolled his eyes upward, losing consciousness as a huge bump swelled on his head.

Zhu Zhuqing's attack struck true, knocking him off the stage.