Crushing Zhu Zhuqing

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing foolishly charge straight at him, Su Bai could not help feeling a little disappointed.

In his previous Soul Fighting matches, Su Bai had won easily without putting in much effort.

He had hoped Zhu Zhuqing might offer him a surprise, but now it seemed there would be none.

"Enough talk!"

Su Bai's attitude only infuriated Zhu Zhuqing further. With an angry huff, she extended her sharp claws, their surfaces gleaming with a chilling light, and aimed straight for his throat. Her opening move was a killing blow.

Yet scarcely had she leaped into the air when her body suddenly froze. Blue Silver Grass sprouted from her body, weaving together and binding her slender figure tightly.

"What?!"

Bound tightly, Zhu Zhuqing lost her balance and hit the ground with a thud, her eyes filled with disbelief.

What was going on?

She had never seen Su Bai release any Blue Silver Grass. All she had seen was his first soul ring flashing once, after which Blue Silver Grass had grown from her body.

"When did he plant those seeds..."

The instant Zhu Zhuqing hit the ground, the surrounding noise faltered as well.

Countless spectators stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they had seen.

"What happened?"

"Wait, what's going on? Is Hell Spirit Cat throwing the match? She's so fast! How could Blue Silver Grass tie her up in an instant?"

"Give me my money back! This is ridiculous!"

"What are you all yelling about? Faceless is a Soul Elder. What's so hard about beating a Soul Grandmaster?"

Everything had happened in a flash of lightning. Many spectators had not even seen how Zhu Zhuqing had been bound, and the supporters of both fighters began arguing, each insisting they were right.

Only Zhu Zhuqing herself knew the truth: the Blue Silver Grass had grown from her own body, making it impossible to guard against.

With her lying motionless on the ground, the referee raised his hand.

"The winner of this Soul Fighting match is Faceless!"

Su Bai gave Zhu Zhuqing an indifferent glance, then turned and walked away.

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth. Through his black-and-white mask, she had seen an utterly indifferent gaze, without mockery or joy, as though he were looking at an ant.

As an exceptional genius, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

"Faceless, was it... I'll remember you!"

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her teeth hard and struggled to break free of the Blue Silver Grass binding her. Only after considerable effort did she escape. She held a strand she had finally managed to tear apart and examined it, her eyes full of shock.

"This is Blue Silver Grass?"

Without a supply of Soul Power, the Blue Silver Grass was rapidly withering, but Zhu Zhuqing could still sense what made it special. Tang San's Martial Soul was also Blue Silver Grass, yet compared with this masked man's, the difference was practically that between an adult and an infant.

Still shaken, Zhu Zhuqing left the Soul Fighting Arena. The moment she stepped through the doors, she heard a voice.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you're here for Soul Fighting this early? You're really diligent."

The newcomer was a man about six feet tall, with long blond hair and well-proportioned muscles. Most striking were his eyes, each of which had double pupils. His gaze was icy, as though he looked down upon everything.

It was none other than the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Dai Mubai!

Dai Mubai approached Zhu Zhuqing with a broad smile, but the moment he saw her expression, his face changed.

"Why are you upset? Who angered you?"

He had long been betrothed to Zhu Zhuqing and already regarded her as a woman reserved exclusively for him. Now he was furious.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Dai Mubai without saying a word, then turned and walked away.

Dai Mubai immediately followed her. At the same time, the chatter of spectators leaving nearby reached his ears.

"Tsk, tsk. You missed it just now. Faceless defeated Hell Spirit Cat in an instant! I didn't even see how he did it."

"Faceless? Isn't his Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass? How is he that strong? Even if he's a Soul Elder, Hell Spirit Cat isn't some pushover. How could he beat her instantly?"

"You'll find out soon enough. Why would I lie to you? I'm telling you, this Faceless is definitely an expert!"

"Faceless..." Dai Mubai stood still, repeating the name as a vicious gleam entered his eyes. "Hmph... If you upset my woman, you'd better be ready to pay the price!"

With that, he turned and entered the Soto Great Soul Arena.

Seeing Dai Mubai come in, the receptionist immediately put on a smile.

"Isn't this the Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Are you here for Soul Fighting? I'll arrange an opponent for you right away."

Dai Mubai sneered and shook his head.

"I am here for Soul Fighting, but not today!"

"Faceless should be coming back tomorrow, right? Arrange a match with him for me. Any time is fine. I want to fight him!"

At his words, the receptionist immediately nodded and recorded everything in the small notebook in front of them.

"Certainly. You'd like to challenge Faceless, correct? Please arrive early tomorrow."

The Evil-Eyed White Tiger was likewise a rising Soul Master who had recently been enjoying great prominence. With his powerful abilities and arrogant fighting style, he was quite popular.

Naturally, the Soul Fighting Arena was delighted to have him fight Faceless. This was another excellent opportunity to rake in money.

Only after the receptionist finished the registration did Dai Mubai leave the Soul Fighting Arena, where he discovered that Zhu Zhuqing was already long gone.

Outside the Soul Fighting Arena, a stunning pink-haired girl was walking ahead, followed by a somewhat dark-skinned boy. The boy wore an ingratiating smile, looking every bit like a lovesick lapdog.

"Xiao Wu? Tang San?"

Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow. "Are you here for Soul Fighting too?"

Hearing his voice, Tang San turned around. "Boss Dai?"

"That's right. I wanted to enter Two-on-Two Soul Fighting with Xiao Wu, but she won't agree."

"By the way, Boss Dai, why do you look upset?"

At that, Dai Mubai snorted.

"Zhu Zhuqing lost her match. A Soul Elder called Faceless defeated her. I really don't understand it. A Soul Elder actually fighting a Soul Grandmaster? Even if he wins, what's there to be proud of?"

"Then again, his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. He probably can only bully lower-ranked Soul Masters."

Only after saying this did Dai Mubai realize how inappropriate his words were, and he hastily amended them. "Little San, I wasn't talking about you. You have Grandmaster guiding you! Your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is different from everyone else's!"

Tang San's expression had already begun to darken, but hearing this, it eased a little, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Dai Mubai's words had struck right at his heart. He believed that after absorbing his second soul ring, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had evolved considerably.

Neither of them noticed that when Xiao Wu heard Faceless also possessed a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, her eyes suddenly lit up, as though something had occurred to her.

"Blue Silver Grass... Could it be Su Bai?"

Xiao Wu looked into the Soul Fighting Arena and murmured to herself.