Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai

"Looks like the Evil Fire in his body is running too hot and has gone to his head."

Huo Yuhao glanced at the fatty as he spoke.

Ma Hongjun was already suffering from the Evil Fire tormenting him from within. When he heard Xiao Wu insult him, he turned to look.

The moment he saw the doll-like Xiao Wu and the delicate-featured Tang Sanmei, his little eyes lit up.

"Hey! Where did these pretty girls come from? Who are you calling a potato? I'm full-figured!"

Ma Hongjun wasn't angry. Grinning, he waddled closer.

"Since you two want to play heroes, you can help me cool off today."

"You're asking for death!"

Tang Sanmei's face went cold.

In her heart, any man besides her senior brother Huo Yuhao who tried to approach and flirt with her had already marked himself for death!

Tang Sanmei stepped forward, putting herself between Huo Yuhao and the fatty. Without even releasing her Martial Soul, she said coldly,

"Get lost!"

"I gave you a chance, and you threw it away! I'll drag you back myself!"

The Evil Fire had already gone to Ma Hongjun's head. Enraged, he instantly entered Martial Soul Possession, and two Yellow Soul Rings rose around him.

"A Soul Grandmaster?"

The onlookers, who had been enjoying the spectacle, scrambled backward in fright.

Seeing their reaction, Ma Hongjun grew even smugger. He boasted,

"See that? I'm already a Soul Grandmaster at my age. Come back with me, and I promise you'll live like queens."

"You're the one throwing away your chance!"

Tang Sanmei snorted. At last, she stopped holding back. Two yellow Soul Rings and one purple Soul Ring rose in succession beneath her feet.

"First Soul Skill: Everlasting Life!"

Her First Soul Ring lit up. Dozens of blue strands of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground and shot toward Ma Hongjun.

"A Soul Elder? Too bad her Martial Soul is just grass."

Ma Hongjun was startled at first, but relaxed when he saw it was only Blue Silver Grass. With a grin, he lit up his First Soul Ring and spat a stream of purplish-red flame.

"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"

The raging Evil Fire swept through the sea of grass. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flame was fiercely domineering, the bane of every Plant-type Soul Master.

Tang Sanmei's Blue Silver Grass multiplied rapidly, but most of it burned to ash the moment it broke through the ground.

The flames spread swiftly through the Blue Silver Grass, driving it back inch by inch.

"Hahaha! Grass is still grass! You think it can stop my flames?"

Ma Hongjun poured in more Soul Power and laughed smugly.

"Come on, little girl. Do you give up? If you do, be good and come with me."

Tang Sanmei watched him counter her Blue Silver Grass without a trace of panic on her lovely face.

"Flames do counter Blue Silver Grass, but..."

"I'm also a disciple of the Tang Sect!"

A chill flashed through Tang Sanmei's eyes. She recalled her Blue Silver Grass and used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Her figure blurred into an afterimage, slipping past the Phoenix Fire Line without so much as a hair being singed.

"What?!"

Ma Hongjun's attack missed, and his eyes widened.

Before he could turn the flames, a low voice sounded beside his ear.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

Tang Sanmei had appeared beside him without him noticing. Her delicate, fair hands now gleamed like polished white jade.

Impervious to all poisons, hard as bedrock—the Mysterious Jade Hand!

Tang Sanmei turned aside from the lingering heat, and her small hands blurred as they struck hard beneath Ma Hongjun's arm and against his chest.

"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

A deft force drove into Ma Hongjun's body, scattering his Phoenix Flame and throwing him off balance.

At the same time, Tang Sanmei flicked her wrist, and Armor-Piercing Needles slid between her fingers.

She held back from killing him because they were in the city, but the hail of Armor-Piercing Needles still pierced Ma Hongjun's flesh.

Ma Hongjun howled under the Tang Sect's quick chain of attacks. Even his Martial Soul Possession fell apart.

"Fatty, did you really think burning the Blue Silver Grass got rid of it?"

Tang Sanmei leaped back more than ten meters. The instant she landed, her Second Soul Ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill: Parasitism!"

The Blue Silver Grass Ma Hongjun had burned had already scattered countless invisible Blue Silver spores into the air.

As her Second Soul Skill activated, the spores on Ma Hongjun's clothes and skin sprouted dense Blue Silver vines, wrapping him up like a rice dumpling.

"What the hell is this stuff? Why is it growing out of me?!"

Thrown into a panic, Ma Hongjun never even thought to use his Second Soul Skill. He just screamed.

"I'm not done!"

Tang Sanmei gave a low shout, and the purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up as well.

"Third Soul Skill: Absorption!"

This Soul Skill dealt no physical damage, but as long as the Blue Silver Grass touched or parasitized an enemy, it could drain their Soul Power and stamina and feed them back to Tang Sanmei.

At once, the Blue Silver Grass parasitizing Ma Hongjun glowed with a pale blue halo.

"My Soul Power! My strength! What the hell?!"

Ma Hongjun discovered in terror that what little Soul Power he had was being drained away.

But before Tang Sanmei could drain him dry, an anxious voice rang out from the street corner.

"Fatty! Have you got water in your brain? Use your Second Soul Skill!"

As he spoke, a blond figure rushed over.

It was Dai Mubai, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger.

Beside him came Oscar, pushing a sausage cart with a look of utter bewilderment.

At the sound of Dai Mubai's voice, the dizzy Ma Hongjun snapped awake.

"Right! I still have my Second Soul Skill!"

A fierce will to survive surged through Ma Hongjun, and his Second Soul Ring lit up!

"Second Soul Skill: Phoenix of Rebirth!"

As he used the Soul Skill, scorching heat surged from his body. The Blue Silver Grass parasitizing him burned straight to ash before it could absorb any more Soul Power.

Finally free, Ma Hongjun hurried behind Dai Mubai.

"Phew... phew... That scared the hell out of me."

Ma Hongjun patted his chest, panting hard.

Seeing him dispel her Blue Silver Grass so easily, Tang Sanmei knitted her brows and murmured,

"The flames of a top-tier Martial Soul really do have an advantage over a Plant-type Martial Soul. This is going to be troublesome..."

The way Martial Soul attributes countered one another could indeed be devastating.

If Ma Hongjun had activated his Second Soul Skill right away, the Blue Silver Grass would have struggled to get near him.

"You attacked one of my Shrek comrades on the streets of Suotuo City. Aren't you looking down on us a little too much?"

Dai Mubai stood in front of Ma Hongjun. When he got a clear look at Tang Sanmei and Xiao Wu, his eyes brightened, and he was struck by their beauty.

By rights, he should have been furious that his companion had been beaten.

But faced with two beauties like these, Dai Mubai's lecherous nature won out.

His little head had taken control of his big one.

He suppressed his excitement, straightened his collar with a show of gentlemanly poise, and quietly released a pulse of Soul Power. A gentle smile settled on his face.