"You shameless harlot!" Xuan Zi cursed, jabbing a finger at her.
He immediately felt the aura of a Titled Douluo lock onto him.
Du Busi and Yan Shaozhe appeared before Xuan Zi at once and shouted coldly, "You old bastard, are you looking for a fight?"
Yan Shaozhe was young and hot-blooded. Light surged around him as he seized Xuan Zi's pointing finger and snapped it without mercy.
"Xuan Zi," he said sharply, "you and I are both level 98 now. I'd love to find out how much of that Godly Taotie Bull of yours is just hot air."
Yan Shaozhe felt a flicker of emotion as Xuan Zi endured the broken finger without crying out.
There had been a time when he could not have harmed so much as one of Xuan Zi's fingers. Now he could snap one in an instant.
He kept provoking Xuan Zi, and he owed it all to how he had changed.
I, Yan Shaozhe, have earned a reward from the divine trials too. My ultimate light attribute is no joke.
"Xuan Zi, you're looking more and more like an Evil Soul Master these days."
Du Busi and Yan Shaozhe returned to their group.
Xuan Zi clutched his broken finger. Below him, Cai Mei'er made faces at him like a mischievous little girl.
"Nyah, nyah, nyah! What are you going to do about it?" She had none of a Titled Douluo's imposing dignity.
"Enough fooling around. For the second match, Shrek has home advantage today, so Shrek will naturally set the rules."
As Mu En spoke, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi stepped onto the platform.
"This second match will be two against two. Each side must field two fighters. Whichever side holds out longer on the platform wins."
"When time runs out, the side