"Hm?"
Hearing the familiar name ring out beside her, Zhu Zhuqing frowned, while Yu Tianling inwardly clicked his tongue in wonder. He had never expected to run into Dai Mubai again here.
Since Dai Mubai is here, Ma Hongjun and Oscar should be here too.
With that thought, Yu Tianling searched the spectator stands near Soul Fighting Stage Ten.
Although Yu Tianling had never met the two, he still remembered the descriptions of their appearances.
At this point, Ma Hongjun was a broad, fat fellow, with red hair styled into a mohawk and two little tufts of mustache.
Oscar should have been wearing simple gray clothes at this point, with neat short hair and a pair of large, amorous eyes. Since his hair grew far more thickly than most people's, going a single day without shaving would leave his face covered in a full beard, making him look like a rough, burly man.
This combination stood out in the spectator stands, and Yu Tianling found them without so much as the effort of blowing away dust. Both were waiting intently for Dai Mubai's Soul Fighting match.
Yu Tianling was still wondering whether to poach these two, and whether they would be willing if he tried.
Their talents were both fairly good, especially if paired with the Immortal Herbs in Yu Tianling's possession. Their strength and talent would certainly advance another step, but both also placed great value on bonds and loyalty. Getting them to abandon their academy probably was not very realistic.
While Yu Tianling considered poaching them, the Soul Fighting match on the stage was about to begin.
On the stage, Dai Mubai was still seething with anger. After leaving Chen Meng and her companion, he had run into Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were heading to the Great Soul Arena, and followed them straight over, hoping to vent his anger here.
On the Soul Fighting stage, Ye Mengyang frowned at the furious Dai Mubai and braced himself.
He had watched Dai Mubai fight others before, and his combat instincts were indeed outstanding, but he was also very confident in his own strength. With that thought, Ye Mengyang's entire body shook, unleashing an imposing presence as he fixed a tigerish stare on Dai Mubai. His body abruptly swelled, his back rising to form an enormous shell. Blue-black light radiated from him, and three Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet and circled his body. Two yellow and one purple-another optimal configuration.
Dai Mubai snorted coldly at the sight. His hands enlarged and became covered in fur, claws sprouted from his fingers, and his muscles abruptly swelled. His hair changed from gold to alternating black and white, and three Soul Rings circled him-also an optimal configuration.
Then, without saying a word, his second Soul Ring blazed with light. Intense white light gathered into a sphere, and a round projectile of light shot straight from his mouth. It was none other than the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave.
Ye Mengyang showed not the slightest panic at the incoming projectile. Blue-black light flared around him, and his Soul Power formed a black dome of light before him, shielding him securely. Then his first Soul Ring lit up, black light flickering over the tortoise shell on his back. A powerful black dome of light spread from it, reinforcing his shield a second time.
Boom!
The projectile slammed heavily into the dome. Ye Mengyang's body swayed slightly, but the dome remained steady, without the slightest damage. Clearly, Dai Mubai's strike had achieved nothing.
Dai Mubai showed no surprise. Stamping down hard, he charged toward Ye Mengyang while activating his first Soul Skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier. Amid the flashing light, sharp claws sprang from his enormous tiger paws, which slammed toward Ye Mengyang.
At that moment, Ye Mengyang's second Soul Ring abruptly lit up as well. The light around him spread outward, the black light trembling constantly and releasing a rolling rumble.
Mystic Air Tremor was Ye Mengyang's second Soul Skill. It had an extremely powerful knockback effect, and if his opponent's cultivation was lower than his, it could even cause a certain degree of dizziness.
To Yu Tianling, if this ability were strengthened further, it would practically resemble Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
By then, Dai Mubai had closed in on Ye Mengyang and clearly unleashed all his Soul Power. The full force of an attack backed by rank thirty-three Soul Power poured out. With a crack, the black dome split, opening a breach. Before Dai Mubai could continue attacking, however, Ye Mengyang's Mystic Air Tremor sent him flying.
Naturally, Ye Mengyang did not let such a fine opportunity slip away. He immediately activated his third Soul Skill and leaped up. A blue-black phantom of a Black Tortoise lunged straight at Dai Mubai, crashing down heavily on his airborne body.
Boom!
Dai Mubai's body slammed heavily onto the Soul Fighting stage.
"Damn it!"
That single strike had naturally not seriously injured Dai Mubai. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and with an angry roar, he lunged once more at Ye Mengyang, who had just landed.
"Why is Boss Dai being so reckless today?"
Watching Dai Mubai attack relentlessly on the stage without any semblance of method, Oscar spoke to Ma Hongjun beside him.
"No idea. He already looked furious when we came over just now."
Ma Hongjun shook his head, then thought of a possibility.
"Could he have struck out while chasing a girl? If that's it, it's hardly a big deal. He really is still too young."
Convinced he had seen through everything, Ma Hongjun planned to give Dai Mubai a good talking-to once the Soul Fighting match ended.
And Dai Mubai would tell him through a thorough beating that he had guessed wrong-his donkey's lips did not match the horse's mouth at all!
The two on the stage remained locked in combat, unable to separate for quite some time.
Then Ye Mengyang suddenly kicked Dai Mubai, who had dropped his defenses, in the chest. Dai Mubai felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body was already flying backward as though riding clouds and mist, falling straight off the Soul Fighting stage.
Only Ye Mengyang remained on the stage, panting slightly.
"Brilliant!!!"
After only a brief silence, cheers instantly erupted, and everyone present applauded and cheered.
The announcer seized the opportunity to step onto the Soul Fighting stage and declare loudly, "Battle Soul Elder Ye Mengyang wins, bringing his record to thirty wins and seventeen losses. Dai Mubai's record is ten wins and three losses."
Wins and losses were commonplace in the arena, so few people paid any attention to Dai Mubai now. After Ye Mengyang left, the announcer on the Soul Fighting stage announced the Soul Masters for the next match.
"Damn it!!!"
Dai Mubai, however, felt humiliated after being knocked off the stage. Normally, losing would not have mattered much to him, but today of all days, he simply could not accept it. After climbing up from the ground, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clenched his fists so tightly that he did not even notice his nails digging into his palms.
"Boss Dai, are you all right?"
Only after Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who had waited outside for Dai Mubai for a long time without seeing him, came to find him did Dai Mubai leave with them, his expression cold.
Dai Mubai clearly had not expected that Zhu Zhuqing, who was in the VIP room, had been watching him the entire time. Seeing him lose so recklessly added a few more degrees of contempt to her heart.
Dai Mubai should actually have won just now, but he had been too reckless, missing his opportunity and ultimately allowing Ye Mengyang to seize an opening and successfully knock him flat.
Reckless, shirking responsibility, and utterly debauched. Calling someone like that scum would hardly be going too far.
With that thought, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Yu Tianling beside her and instantly felt that his already perfect figure had become a little more perfect.
Of course, Yu Tianling had no idea what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking at that moment. He was thinking about Ye Mengyang's Martial Soul from the match just now.