Ma Hongjun the Pervert

At that moment, Snake Granny's face was thick with storm clouds of barely contained fury, and her gaze stabbed straight at Oscar like a sword.

After all, she and her granddaughter had endured countless hardships and several rounds of maneuvering to corner the prey that was about to fall into their hands.

If Oscar landed the finishing blow, all their efforts would go down the drain.

Seeing how arrogantly she spoke, even attempting to threaten his student, Zhao Wuji bristled.

His protective instincts flared at once, and a formidable surge of anger welled up within him.

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

His brows knitted tightly, an unquestionable authority radiating from his expression.

Then, amid a burst of dazzling light, seven brilliant Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet and circled his body.

A Soul Saint!

Moreover, Zhao Wuji knew the person before him was a Soul Emperor, not someone beyond his ability to handle.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's attitude, Snake Granny softened her approach.

After all, her husband was not here, and she lacked the strength to defeat Zhao Wuji alone.

"Honored Soul Saint, well..."

Snake Granny began to explain.

After hearing Snake Granny's detailed explanation, the fog in everyone's minds dispersed, as though the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

Zhao Wuji's gaze, deep and unwavering, slowly shifted toward the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent curled up in a corner. Blood gushed from the shocking wound on its belly, confirming the truth of Snake Granny's words.

Yet not a trace of willingness to back down appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

After all, this was the most suitable Soul Ring for Oscar.

Once they passed this village, there would be no other shop like it!

"Be that as it may, if we hadn't intercepted it, you probably wouldn't have caught this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent anyway!"

Zhao Wuji's voice was steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable resolve.

"So we have a claim to this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent too!"

Snake Granny pressed her lips together, inwardly gritting her teeth. All that talking had been wasted.

This Old Gorilla still refuses to give it up!

"Then what do you propose? I'm not afraid to tell you that my husband came too. He's nearby right now!"

"If you're prepared for both sides to suffer, you're welcome to try!"

"Let's see which is stronger-you or our Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

A barely perceptible flicker of conflict and hesitation passed through the depths of Zhao Wuji's eyes.

He had not expected the Dragon Duke to be here too!

It seemed the youngsters would have to fight for this Soul Ring themselves.

"In that case, how about letting the youngsters have a match? If you win, it's yours. If you lose, it's ours!"

"Agreed!"

Snake Granny readily accepted, then turned a gentle gaze toward Meng Yiran, who was already staring off in a daze beside her.

As though drawn by a magnet, Meng Yiran's gaze remained fixed on Chen Jue's tall, upright figure.

At that moment, everything around her seemed to lose its color.

Only he and the four peerlessly beautiful women surrounding him remained the most dazzling sight in this world.

"Yiran?"

Snake Granny called softly.

Meng Yiran abruptly started. Two red clouds crept onto her cheeks, and she shyly lowered her head, her heart bounding like a startled fawn.

Recalling Snake Granny's proposal, she nodded lightly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"Mm!"

"Are you confident?"

"Mm!"

Meng Yiran nodded.

Then she stole a glance at Chen Jue, hoping he would step forward!

She quietly weighed her options, filled with curiosity and anticipation about Chen Jue's strength.

If he truly could stand shoulder to shoulder with her, she could have him marry into her family.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji was choosing a representative to fight.

After all, as a food-type soul master, Oscar certainly could not enter the match. He would be doomed!

"Who wants to go?"

As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted toward Chen Jue while he considered the matter.

With strength like that, Chen Jue was the only choice. Sending him would guarantee success.

Yet things often took unexpected turns. Just as Zhao Wuji waited for Chen Jue to respond, something happened.

Ma Hongjun beat him to it, raising his hand high and volunteering in a voice that boomed like a great bell.

"I'll do it!"

His declaration struck like thunder splitting stone, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Everyone exchanged glances, silently wondering.

Why is this kid suddenly so eager?

Surely it isn't because his opponent is a girl...

Even Chen Jue's eyes flickered with confusion.

What is this little fatty stirring up trouble for?

"Hongjun, this isn't a game. Oscar's Soul Ring is at stake."

Zhao Wuji reminded him.

Still, he could not shake the feeling that Ma Hongjun's motives for fighting were impure.

Is this fellow trying to flirt with her?

"Relax, leave it to me. How strong could a little girl be?"

Ma Hongjun declared with absolute confidence.

Then he leered at the exquisite beauty before him!

At that moment, he felt he could barely keep his Evil Fire under control!

I really want a look...

That was his true reason for stepping forward: to use a little trickery to feast his eyes.

Then he would defeat her.

After all, Dai Mubai had said that if you wanted a girl to like you, you first had to surpass her in strength.

At that thought, a confident curve unwittingly formed at the corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth, and he lightly stamped his right foot.

Two Yellow Soul Rings slowly rose and circled his body.

"Hmph!"

A trace of contempt flashed through Meng Yiran's eyes, and a cold smile curled her lips.

She had thought the little fatty before her might be something impressive.

Who would have thought he was merely a Soul Grandmaster, just like her!

That left her feeling he was nothing to fear.

Seizing the opening while she was distracted, Ma Hongjun swiftly unleashed his first Soul Skill.

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

An intensely dazzling line of fire immediately formed and shot from Ma Hongjun's mouth.

It had to be said that Ma Hongjun possessed some skill!

He knew how to seize the right moment!

Confronted by the sudden line of fire, the pampered Meng Yiran was visibly flustered.

She did not even manage to unleash a Soul Skill in time!

At the critical instant before the scorching fire touched her skin, a sly, somewhat lecherous smile involuntarily appeared on Ma Hongjun's face.

Snake Granny's lightning-sharp gaze instantly pierced through his intentions. Her anger erupted like a volcano, and she shouted fiercely.

"You little fatty, are you courting death?"

Before her words had faded, the six Soul Rings surrounding her blazed with light, like six brilliant stars blooming in the night sky.

An indescribable pressure surged forward like a tide, instantly engulfing Ma Hongjun.

The pressure was so powerful that even the air seemed to congeal, leaving him unable to breathe.

Faced with this sudden pressure, Ma Hongjun's expression changed drastically.

His earlier arrogance was instantly extinguished, replaced by unprecedented gravity and terror.

His body abruptly shuddered, as though an invisible giant hand had seized his throat.

Then the raging line of fire vanished without a trace.

Ma Hongjun's knees involuntarily buckled, dropping him to the ground, his face filled with resentment and regret.

At the sight, Zhao Wuji moved, lunging forward as swiftly as a hunting leopard.

He knew that another moment's hesitation might leave Ma Hongjun's life hanging by a thread.

He instantly shattered Snake Granny's suffocating pressure and grabbed Ma Hongjun.

"Snake Granny, what do you mean by this? Don't push us too far."

Snake Granny snorted coldly and continued walking straight to Meng Yiran's side. Her blazing gaze pierced the crowd and landed squarely on Ma Hongjun.

"I'm pushing you too far? Ask that student of yours what he was trying to do!"

"I've been around long enough. Don't think I don't know what he was plotting!"

"That brat wanted to seize the chance to burn Yiran's clothes off and feast his eyes!"

Her tone carried more than a little disdain.

At those words, the air around them seemed to freeze. Everyone exchanged glances, stunned into silence.

Hearing this, Meng Yiran furrowed her delicate brows and fell briefly into thought.

After all, the surprise attack really had left her unable to resist. If the flames had struck her...

Her body would have been exposed...

As that thought flashed through her mind, a cold glint of murderous intent involuntarily crossed her eyes.

Meanwhile, hearing this, Dai Mubai inwardly gave him a thumbs-up. You really know how to play, kid.

Even Tang San expressed that he ought to learn from him!

With his intentions exposed, Ma Hongjun trembled involuntarily, his eyes flickering with incredulous shock and deeply buried fear.

But I was being so subtle...

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji curled his lips into a cold smile, his voice carrying an unquestionable firmness.

"That's only your side of the story. Nothing happened, so you can say whatever you like!"

Snake Granny was so furious that smoke practically rose from her head.

"You want it to actually happen?"

"A whole pack of old perverts!"

Zhao Wuji remained unperturbed.

"Even if it's true, you can't put all the blame on us. Your granddaughter was too weak. If she'd defended herself in time, how could any of that have happened?"

"Besides, there's no way that's true!"