Ma Xiaotao: What a Piece of Trash!

Dai Mubai stood to one side, his wicked eyes sweeping over the three women.

Qian Renxue was breathtakingly beautiful, with a noble bearing.

Tang Ya wore a blue dress. She was slender, with a delicate, lively face.

As for Ma Xiaotao, it was even harder to look away from her.

It was rare enough for three beautiful women to appear together.

And there were no other men with them.

Dai Mubai paid Ma Xiaotao's warning no mind.

"The fiercer the temper, the more fun it is to conquer."

Ma Hongjun puffed out his chest.

"Third Brother's great-grandfather is Tang Chen!"

"He's eleventh on the Douluo Power Rankings, a Level 99 Limit Douluo!"

"We Shrek Seven Devils are so close to Third Brother. Naturally, Senior Tang Chen has our backs too."

He raised a hand and thumped his chest.

"Only mediocrities are afraid to stir up trouble!"

"You think a few women can scare us?"

Tang Ya frowned slightly.

She had seen that saying in the Tang Sect Records from ten thousand years in the future.

Shrek Academy had always treated it as its school motto.

Once, she had believed it meant Soul Masters should dare to challenge the strong and never fear hardship.

But seeing Ma Hongjun use it to bully others, she realized that "only mediocrities are afraid to stir up trouble" could also serve as an excuse to do whatever one pleased.

What was more, the Golden Rankings had just revealed that Tang Chen had slaughtered tens of thousands.

Far from feeling ashamed, Ma Hongjun thought he had gained another powerful backer.

"Tang Chen is Tang San's great-grandfather. What does that have to do with you?"

Tang Ya looked at Ma Hongjun.

"You aren't very strong yourself, but you're awfully good at borrowing someone else's name."

Ma Hongjun's expression darkened.

"I'm Third Brother's brother."

"Offend me, and you offend Third Brother."

"And if you offend Third Brother, you're showing Senior Tang Chen no respect."

Tang Ya finally understood. There was no reasoning with this man.

Qian Renxue stood nearby without making a move yet.

Her gaze passed over Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

Neither had particularly high Soul Power.

One possessed the White Tiger Martial Soul.

The other carried the aura of flames within him.

They probably came from some advanced Soul Master Academy.

What Qian Renxue had not expected was that a team competing in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament would have contestants of such character.

Dai Mubai stepped forward.

His tall frame blocked the three women's path.

"You're students here for the Soul Master Tournament too, aren't you?"

"And you dared to mock Grandmaster's theory just now."

"In that case, let's see what you can do to make us get lost."

He turned to Ma Hongjun beside him.

"Fatty, the redhead's yours."

Dai Mubai raised a hand and pointed at Tang Ya.

"Leave this blue-haired girl to me."

"I feel like a change of taste today."

Ma Hongjun glanced at Tang Ya.

Her blue dress followed her slender figure, and black hair fell to her waist.

Her delicate face had a lively charm, an entirely different air from Ma Xiaotao's.

He licked his lips.

"Boss Dai, you've got quite an appetite."

"But I still prefer the redhead."

Ma Hongjun turned back to Ma Xiaotao.

"Such a fine figure, and such a fiery temper."

"Heh, heh, heh."

"Whether you agree or not, you're coming with us today."

Ma Xiaotao suddenly laughed.

She turned her face toward Tang Ya beside her.

"Xiao Ya."

"Did they just say they were going to attack us?"

Tang Ya nodded solemnly.

"I don't think I misheard."

She glanced at Dai Mubai, then at Ma Hongjun.

There was no fear in her bright eyes. If anything, there was a hint of pity.

"Xiaotao, they're blocking our way too."

"They might think they've already won."

Ma Xiaotao flexed her wrist.

A scorching aura slowly spread from her body.

The temperature in the street climbed rapidly.

Over the years, she had traveled with the Holy Spirit Cult and seen plenty of Evil Soul Masters who committed every kind of atrocity.

Those Evil Soul Masters stopped at nothing to cultivate. They would even abduct ordinary people to satisfy their desires.

What Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were doing was little different from what that lot did.

"I only came to see what the Soul Master Tournament was like ten thousand years ago."

"I didn't expect to run into two revolting creeps before it even began."

Tang Ya took half a step back.

She knew Ma Xiaotao's temperament well.

Xiaotao had always had a fierce temper.

And once she truly started fighting, she never knew when to hold back.

Years ago, someone within the Holy Spirit Cult had broken its rules, and Ma Xiaotao had been ordered to deal with them.

The person had said only a few words too many, and she had burned the entire courtyard to ruins.

Now Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had said such things in the middle of the street. They had thoroughly enraged her.

"Xiaotao's angry."

Tang Ya looked at the two men before her.

"If you apologize now, there might still be time."

Ma Hongjun snorted.

"Apologize?"

"You're the ones who should apologize."

"Keep us company tonight, and I can forget what you said just now."

Dai Mubai gave a leering grin.

"Fatty, stop wasting time on them."

"Let's take them away first."

A strange light flashed in his wicked eyes.

Soul Power was already circulating within him.

The aura of his White Tiger Martial Soul gradually spread.

Sensing that something was wrong, the ordinary people along the street hurriedly retreated.

Qian Renxue stood beside Tang Ya.

She watched Dai Mubai prepare to attack, a chill entering her violet eyes.

She had only wanted to show Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao around Heaven Dou City today.

She had not expected to encounter anything like this.

"Which academy are you from?"

Dai Mubai looked at Qian Renxue.

"What?"

"Scared now?"

"No harm in telling you."

"We're from Shrek Academy."

Qian Renxue's brows drew together slightly.

She had never heard of the academy.

If Shrek Academy could send disciples like these to the Soul Master Tournament, what sort of people were teaching them?

Ma Xiaotao had already stepped forward.

Her fiery red hair rose with her Soul Power.

A wave of scorching air swept down the street.

She stared at the two men, not a trace of laughter left in her eyes.

"You act like you've never seen women before."

"The way you carry on, you're barely any better than Evil Soul Masters."

Heaven Dou City.

Inside a tavern.

The name Evil-Eyed Tyrant hung high on the Golden Rankings.

Ye Xishui sat beside Long Yuan and looked up, reading the entire description.

Her red hair fell behind her shoulders, a few strands trailing along her fair cheeks.

Her red dress followed her tall figure, with its slender waist and full curves.

As she moved, the hem parted slightly, revealing a pair of long, fair legs.

She lifted her wineglass but did not drink.

"Evil-Eyed Tyrant?"

Ye Xishui murmured the name.

She remembered the many-eyed monster in the Evil Demon Forest on the Sun Moon Continent.

That creature had once been foolish enough to challenge her. In the end, she had subdued it.

Ye Xishui lowered her eyes, slowly tracing the rim of her glass with a slender finger.

"It doesn't know me yet."

Long Yuan glanced at her.