Taking Nan Qiuqiu and Wang Qiu'er Shopping, Only to Be Ambushed by Evil Soul Masters

"Mr. Luo Feng, I'm Wang Qiu'er from Shrek Academy. I'd like to talk to you!"

Usually, only straightforward guys would come right out and say it.

But he hadn't expected this.

The girl before him, beautiful enough to turn heads, was just as direct.

That sent Nan Qiuqiu beside him into a panic.

"My friend from Shrek, please conduct yourself properly!"

"My husband and I are going to rest!"

Women were like that.

They were always sensitive when faced with such a formidable "potential rival."

But Wang Qiuqiu's true form was the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

She understood little of love and romance in the human world.

So she didn't feel that anything was wrong.

Instead, she strode forward.

"Miss Nan Qiuqiu! I'd like to discuss dragon martial soul origins with Luo Feng. Sorry for the trouble, but could you step aside?"

Holy crap!

This feels like a romantic battlefield.

"You!"

Hearing that answer,

Nan Qiuqiu immediately flew into a towering rage.

Her martial soul involuntarily appeared behind her.

But seeing things starting to spiral out of control,

Luo Feng hurriedly stepped between the two women.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"How about this? Let's go out for a stroll, find somewhere to have a drink, and talk things over. What do you think?"

As for Wang Qiu'er's questions,

Luo Feng knew exactly what was on her mind.

Right now, she was like an endlessly curious child.

Her curiosity about Huo Yuhao's human world had led her to take on Wang Dong's appearance and come to Shrek.

Likewise, curiosity about the Dragon King aura on Luo Feng had brought her close to him.

Nan Qiuqiu had completely gotten the wrong idea.

Yet, surprisingly, she didn't object to Luo Feng's suggestion.

Instead, as though staking her claim, she hugged her husband's arm.

Then she answered in a sweet, coquettish voice.

"Sure!"

"I wanted to go shopping anyway!"

"I hear the shopping streets in the Sun Moon Empire are really bustling!"

Who would have thought the conflict would be resolved just like that?

But what surprised the three of them even more was this.

The moment they left the contestants' lounge, several shadowy figures set their sights on them.

Although they hadn't figured out how Tang Ya had been sent to the Shrek Academy Team,

they had to reclaim their Holy Maiden.

Zhongli Wu had given one simple order.

"By any means necessary!"

And so, whether they were the young Evil Soul Masters who had registered for the tournament,

or the Holy Spirit Cult experts lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike at the academies,

they all sprang into action at once.

Since Xuan Zi was stationed with the Shrek Team,

almost all their high-level fighters went to keep watch over that side.

Meanwhile, the contestants they had sent to this tournament all targeted Luo Feng and Wang Qiu'er.

Who could have imagined it?

The tournament wasn't even over.

Yet these people already couldn't restrain themselves!

They even dared to attack openly in full public view!

"Everyone, listen up!"

"The Cult Leader has ordered us to focus on Luo Feng!"

"Kill the other two women if you can. If not, it doesn't matter."

Their leader was a Seven-Ring Soul Sage named Yan Feng.

His martial soul was a Bone Dragon, and he was also Zhongli Wu's personal disciple.

The men assigned to support him were all Six-Ring Soul Emperors.

Among the younger generation, this lineup was absolutely top-tier.

Originally, Luo Feng had intended to take the two girls clothes shopping.

Then they would find a dessert shop and chat over something sweet.

But who could have known that just as Nan Qiuqiu and Wang Qiu'er entered their respective fitting rooms,

Luo Feng would instinctively sense that he had been surrounded?

Despite there being at least several hundred ordinary civilians nearby,

these Evil Soul Masters actually revealed their soul rings and martial souls outright.

Their terrifying dark auras instantly engulfed the entire area.

Some of the weaker women, children, and elderly people fainted on the spot.

Since the Sun Moon Empire placed great value on technology,

many ordinary people possessed no soul power.

They had no way to resist it.

This alone showed just how utterly lawless these Evil Soul Masters were!

"Heh, isn't it a little early for the match? Are you all that impatient?"

Luo Feng regarded the Evil Soul Masters closing in on him with disdain.

He merely frowned slightly.

If they fought here, things would get out of hand.

"Heh, then be sensible and come back with us!"

Yan Feng waved a hand indifferently.

Behind him, a fellow with a towering Abomination martial soul stepped forward.

His name was Lu Genggeng, and he served as a frontline meat shield.

Right behind him was Tang Dai, whose hair Luo Feng had shaved halfway off earlier.

He was also a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.

Clearly, they wanted to take him alive.

But Luo Feng paid these men no mind.

A trace of contempt colored his voice.

"So none of you plans to stay alive for the rest of the tournament?"

There was nothing to discuss with Evil Soul Masters.

Leaving these men alive would only invite future disaster.

Better to take this chance to eliminate them.

It would rid the people of a scourge, too!

Although the Holy Spirit Cult seemed to be cooperating with the empire,

plenty of people within the Sun Moon Empire despised them!

Some even hated them!

So unless Xu Tianran personally intervened,

no one would care if a few Evil Soul Masters died!

"Boy, are you looking to die?"

"You're the bastard who did this to my hair, aren't you?"

Pointing at his half-bald head, Tang Dai stepped forward viciously.

The Cult Leader had said to take him alive, not that they couldn't beat him half to death!

Seeing the fellow before him sporting a hairstyle like a hippie's, Luo Feng laughed.

"You should count yourself lucky I didn't kill you last time!"

"Since you've come courting death again today, I'll start the harvest with you!"

"Whoosh!"

Even as he spoke, Luo Feng burst into motion.

It was like a supercar accelerating from zero to a hundred kilometers per hour in an instant.

He moved so fast that only an afterimage remained where he had stood.

By the time the men reacted,

Luo Feng's right hand had already transformed into a Jade Dragon claw!

"First soul skill: World-Splitting Dragon Claw!"

This wasn't the soul skill he had used at only twenty percent strength during the match!

This was one hundred percent, with all his firepower unleashed!

Compared with the flowery fists and fancy footwork of tournament matches,

the Dragon King's true terror lay in actual combat!

"What!"

"You?"

Tang Dai was an Evil Soul Master skilled at concealing his aura.

His greatest strengths were mobility and surprise attacks.

Yet at that moment, he had made a fatal mistake.

He thought that with two powerful experts beside him, he could stand openly in the sunlight.

Unfortunately for him!

He couldn't have been more wrong!

Compared with the Abomination beside him and the powerful Bone Dragon,

Luo Feng hadn't targeted him first because they knew each other.

It was because, of the three, he alone was the soft-boned weakling!

"Crack!"

Reflexively, Tang Dai raised both arms to block.

But it was utterly futile!

The instant the dragon claw collided with his arms,

a string of bone-shattering cracks rang out.

His bones shattered on contact, and as the force drove deeper,

both of Tang Dai's arms were instantly crippled.

But the World-Splitting Dragon Claw continued forward without slowing!

In an instant, it clamped around the unlucky man's neck.

Then Luo Feng followed through with a hard squeeze.

"Crack!"

It was over!

An Evil Soul Master above rank sixty had his neck snapped outright.

Before his body even fell, the light had already vanished from his eyes!

"Cough, cough, cough, you, you..."

As everything before him turned blood-red,

Tang Dai's heart filled with regret.

But it was useless. Soon, everything sank into darkness!

The sequence might have seemed complicated.

In truth, it had all happened in a flash of lightning.

Even the Seven-Ring Soul Sage hadn't had time to help.

One of his companions was gone forever!

Yet Luo Feng was still making mocking remarks.

"You Evil Soul Masters aren't much, are you? A Six-Ring Soul Emperor was that fragile, so what about you, the Seven-Ring Soul Sage?"

"What?"

"What are you trying to do?"

At the other party's brazen, defiant taunt, Yan Feng felt a chill down his spine.

His back instantly went cold.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Bone Dragon True Body!"

In desperation, he immediately sent the bone dragon into the sky.

He hoped to avoid that walking plague.

But before the Jade Dragon King, could a mere pile of bones like him really escape...