You Only Know How to Bully Me!

"Fine, fine, fine." Lin Xuan gave an embarrassed smile. "I'm the one enjoying it, alright?"

"Lin Xuan! Shut up! I'm going to kill you!" Wang Qiu'er completely snapped at his words, and a blinding golden radiance suddenly erupted from her delicate body.

In an instant, a majestic Golden Dragon Martial Soul appeared behind Wang Qiu'er. Yellow, purple, black, black, black—five Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet at once.

"First Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Body!"

"Second Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Shakes the Mountain!"

"Third Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Head!"

The first, second, and third Soul Rings on Wang Qiu'er's body flared brilliantly, and vast golden Soul Power surged from her delicate body.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qiu'er's pink-blue eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, while the golden glow around her body grew even more intense.

"Roar!"

The next second, an impassioned dragon roar rang out from Wang Qiu'er.

A golden dragon head slowly condensed over Wang Qiu'er's right fist. She then took a fierce step forward and mercilessly smashed it toward Lin Xuan's handsome face.

By now, Wang Qiu'er had reached the level of a rank-sixty Quasi-Soul Emperor.

This was largely thanks to Lin Xuan's medicinal pills. Coupled with Wang Qiu'er consecutively activating her first and second Soul Skills, both her physical strength and attack power had increased tremendously.

With her third Soul Skill activated, even an ordinary Soul Emperor would have found it extremely difficult to take this punch head-on.

Although Lin Xuan, like Wang Qiu'er, was merely a rank-sixty Soul Emperor who had yet to obtain a Soul Ring, he was clearly no ordinary person.

If an ordinary Soul Emperor had taken that punch head-on, he would probably have collapsed on the spot. But Lin Xuan was different—he had cheats.

"Star-Seizing Hand!"

With a slight thought, Lin Xuan activated Star Picking Old Ghost's combat technique. Black mist churned over his palm as he reached out and grabbed toward Wang Qiu'er.

As Lin Xuan made his grab, the space around Wang Qiu'er instantly solidified.

Wang Qiu'er's charging body froze on the spot. Feeling the sudden change, disbelief filled her pretty face as she could only watch helplessly while that hand reached toward her.

Yet the hand she had expected never came down. Lin Xuan's body flickered, turning into a cloud of black mist and vanishing from Wang Qiu'er's sight.

"He disappeared?" Wang Qiu'er was briefly stunned as she watched Lin Xuan suddenly vanish. She quickly reacted, alarm bells blaring in her heart, and the sense of restraint from the frozen space receded like a tide at the same time.

"Sigh." Lin Xuan had somehow appeared behind Wang Qiu'er again. He sighed helplessly and said, "Qiu'er, if that move had really hit your face, it would've left a mark. I'd be heartbroken."

"Golden Dragon Fist!"

Hearing Lin Xuan's infuriating voice behind her, Wang Qiu'er did not hesitate in the slightest. She spun around sharply, and at the same time, her third Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up again as she threw out a fierce punch!

Wang Qiu'er's punch was heavy and powerful, landing squarely on Lin Xuan's chest.

Yet there was no sound of bones cracking, nor was there any sight of Lin Xuan being sent flying by the blow.

She had hit empty air!

Before Wang Qiu'er could recover, Lin Xuan's teeth-grittingly hateful voice sounded behind her again. "Hehehe, your bearing isn't bad, but your strength is a little lacking."

"Though I can't bear to hit that pretty little face of yours... I can still hit somewhere else." A wicked smile curled across Lin Xuan's lips as he raised his right hand and smacked Wang Qiu'er's perky backside.

Slap!

The slap landed solidly on Wang Qiu'er's shapely rear, producing an especially crisp and loud sound.

Wang Qiu'er's delicate body shuddered violently from the blow. She staggered several steps forward before barely managing to steady herself, instinctively reaching back to cover her butt as a burning pain flared there.

Wang Qiu'er slowly turned around and stared incredulously at Lin Xuan, who still wore that wicked smile behind her. Her pretty face had flushed crimson, and even her fair neck had turned red.

Immediately afterward, a sharp cry exploded through the forest. "LIN—XUAN—!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!"

Wang Qiu'er clenched her jade-like hand, and the Golden Dragon Spear that Lin Xuan had knocked away immediately turned into a streak of golden light and flew back into her grasp.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Explosion!"

Wang Qiu'er shot Lin Xuan an embarrassed and furious glare. Then, her fourth Soul Ring flared brightly as she drove the Golden Dragon Spear into the ground before her.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, centered on Wang Qiu'er, an incomparably powerful layer of golden light burst outward and swept toward the relaxed-looking Lin Xuan.

Facing Wang Qiu'er's attack, Lin Xuan remained utterly calm. His body flickered, turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing from where he stood, causing Wang Qiu'er's attack to miss once more.

Slap!

Another crisp slap rang out, and Wang Qiu'er's delicate body stiffened again.

Lin Xuan had smacked her butt again.

"You bastard! Go die!" A mist of tears had unknowingly welled up in Wang Qiu'er's pink-blue eyes. She turned and thrust her spear at Lin Xuan.

But the result was the same as before. Lin Xuan turned into black mist and disappeared again, only to reappear behind her without a sound and deliver another slap.

The reason Lin Xuan could keep teleporting and evading was Star Picking Old Ghost's movement technique—Illusory Soul Movement Technique!

In the original story, this movement technique was enough to rival Xiao Yan's Three Thousand Lightning Movement, perhaps even surpassing it.

That was why, no matter how fierce Wang Qiu'er's attacks were, he could always evade them effortlessly with this movement technique, leaving her unable to even touch him.

What followed was a vicious cycle.

Whenever Wang Qiu'er attacked, Lin Xuan would effortlessly evade with the Illusory Soul Movement Technique, then teleport behind her like Gui Mei and land a hard slap.

Slap!

Lin Xuan slapped Wang Qiu'er's perky backside again.

This time, Wang Qiu'er did not attack Lin Xuan. Instead, she tossed aside the Golden Dragon Spear in her hand. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably as large tears rolled down her fair cheeks. Through tear-blurred eyes, she looked at Lin Xuan and said word by word, "LIN—XUAN—!!! You only know how to bully me!"

Feeling the burning sting behind her and recalling the accident that had happened with Lin Xuan, Wang Qiu'er could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart. Her tears fell even harder.

The more Wang Qiu'er thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She was clearly the one who had suffered the loss, so why did Lin Xuan get to bully her like this?

Why? Why? Why?!