(Meng Yiran)
Seven Soul Rings appeared around Zhao Wuji in an instant: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black. A terrifying pressure bore down on the other side!
At that moment, Meng Shu slammed the dragon-headed cane in his hand against the ground. A muffled thud rang out, as though it had struck everyone in the chest.
A powerful pressure spread from him in all directions, almost tangible, and even the air seemed to congeal.
"Well, well, the Immovable Wisdom King. What an imposing display!"
Meng Shu snorted coldly, and eight Soul Rings abruptly lit up around him. They rose one after another from beneath his feet, their light dazzling!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
Eight Soul Rings, four of them Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!
A Soul Douluo!
Immediately afterward, Chao Tianxiang refused to be outdone. She tapped her Serpent Cane lightly against the ground, and six Soul Rings appeared around her as well!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!
A Soul Emperor!
Dragon Duke's Martial Soul was a jet-black dragon-headed cane, its shaft coiled with fierce dragon patterns. It complemented Snake Granny's snake-headed cane, one hard and one soft, each bringing out the best in the other.
When the husband and wife joined forces, they possessed an exceptionally domineering Martial Soul Fusion Skill of astonishing power. Unless one had the strength of a Titled Douluo, it was difficult to withstand.
Zhao Wuji, who had been so imposing and overbearing a moment ago, instantly wilted.
"A... a Soul Douluo?!"
The color drained from Zhao Wuji's face in an instant. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his legs went weak. He nearly lost his footing, stumbling so badly he almost dropped to his knees on the spot.
He took a closer look at the Martial Souls in their hands and finally awoke as if from a dream, realizing just who the two before him were.
"So... so you're the seniors known as the Peerless Dragon Snake! I failed to recognize you... You two are certainly in fine spirits, truly fine spirits..."
Zhao Wuji wiped away his cold sweat and forced a smile uglier than a cry. His back bent without him even realizing it; not a trace remained of the Immovable Wisdom King's imposing presence.
Dragon Duke and Snake Granny's aged faces flushed again at his words.
Snake Granny coughed awkwardly, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Then, about this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent..."
Just then, Xiao Jue's system came out to stir up trouble again.
[Ding! Quest triggered: Defeat Meng Yiran in a one-on-one duel to recover Envy Points!]
Xiao Jue cried out inwardly, Well, I'll be! You damn system, I only wanted to watch the show in peace. Looks like I can't stay out of sight after all.
Xiao Jue stepped out from the very back of the group and called out:
"Since both sides contributed to capturing the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, why don't we settle this according to the rules of the Soul Master World?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened. "Xiao Jue? Why are you butting in?!"
Zhao Wuji complained furiously to himself, What rules of the Soul Master World? I've never heard of them.
After all, he had never considered himself part of the Soul Master World and had always acted according to his own whims. Otherwise, he would never have earned his bad reputation.
Meng Shu, on the other hand, looked appreciatively at the junior who showed not the slightest fear before a Soul Douluo.
"Oh? There's some sense in what this young friend says. Just don't go back on your word if you lose."
He was quite confident in his granddaughter. To have reached level thirty at her age, she was a genius found only once in ten thousand.
Snake Granny asked, "Which one of you needs this Soul Ring?"
Xiao Jue pointed at Oscar. "He does, but he's a food-type Soul Master and can't fight. How about I take his place?"
Zhao Wuji: ???
"You? Xiao Jue, you're just a hired hand. Why should we listen to you?!"
Xiao Jue glanced at him. "Old Zhao, if you can beat Dragon Duke, go ahead. If not, quit yapping."
Zhao Wuji said, "You..."
He looked at Dragon Duke and Snake Granny, then lost his nerve again.
Tang San hurriedly jumped out. "Xiao Jue, you're a Soul Master?! I'm level twenty-nine too. Let me do it!"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes. "Tang San, trying to stand out again? You spend all day clutching your waist. You'd better focus on recovering!"
Ning Rongrong naturally knew how strong Xiao Jue was.
Tang San's hemorrhoids throbbed again. "I... Damn it, Xiao Jue, you'd better win!"
Meng Shu stroked his blue-dyed beard. "Fine, then it's settled."
As he spoke, Meng Yiran also stepped forward from the other side.
She had already taken off the humiliating costume and put it away in her Storage Soul Tool, revealing her fitted outfit.
Everyone else on both sides slowly retreated, leaving them enough room to fight.
The girl said coldly, "Meng Yiran, Martial Soul: Serpent Cane, level thirty, two-ring Battle Soul Master."
Now that she was closer, Xiao Jue realized that Meng Yiran was beautiful.
Her body was already perfectly developed. Compared to her, the three girls at the academy looked somewhat immature.
Meng Yiran had long eyelashes above her large brown eyes and a remarkably well-proportioned figure.
Her bosom was full and round, and her slender waist swayed gently like a snake. Though her face bore a hint of displeasure and anger, it did nothing to diminish her charm.
Seeing that Xiao Jue still hadn't introduced himself, Meng Yiran demanded angrily, "And you?!"
Xiao Jue said calmly, "Xiao Jue, Martial Soul: Leviathan, level ten, one ring."
Ma Hongjun snickered. "Leviathan? What kind of Martial Soul is that? I've never even heard of it!"
Xiao Jue sneered inwardly. You'll find out soon enough!
He had used the Martial Soul Leviathan, Sin of Envy, in his Soul Fight against Ma Hongjun and Oscar before!
But he wasn't planning to keep up the act anymore. His identity was bound to come out sooner or later, so there was no need to pretend!
Meng Yiran laughed. "Level ten? Are you joking?"
Just then, Xiao Jue released his Martial Soul.
Leviathan's phantom appeared behind him.
Its enormous body, its terrifying presence, and the pressure from the abyss swept across the entire field in an instant.
Ma Hongjun's eyes went wide. "What the fuck? You... you're the one who teamed up with Rongrong that day?!"
Ning Rongrong folded her arms proudly. "Hmph~"
Zhao Wuji stared in shock. "This cleaner is actually a Soul Master too?!"
And what was going on with that Martial Soul? For some reason, it gave off a sense of pressure!
Meng Yiran, meanwhile, faced the gaze of Leviathan's phantom directly.
It felt as though she were falling into an abyss, as if the ground beneath her feet had vanished and she had begun an endless descent!
The smile vanished from her face, and she felt the Serpent Cane trembling in her hand!
Meng Yiran clenched her teeth and frantically encouraged herself:
His Martial Soul may be powerful, but he's only level ten. I'm level thirty! Meng Yiran, don't be afraid!
With a sharp cry, she flashed forward, charging at Xiao Jue like a nimble serpent.
Her two-meter-long Serpent Cane came crashing straight down at Xiao Jue's head, carrying whistling wind and tremendous force.
Xiao Jue neither dodged nor evaded. A faint smile curved his lips as he raised a hand and stopped the Serpent Cane!
Clang! A muffled sound rang out.
Leviathan was a giant beast of the abyss, capable of greatly enhancing Xiao Jue's physical strength!
Chao Tianxiang's eyes widened in shock. "How is that possible? He's only just reached level ten, yet he could easily block my granddaughter's attack?"
She knew the Serpent Cane Martial Soul's attacks were fierce and forceful. Even someone of the same level couldn't block one so easily, yet she hadn't expected him to make it look so effortless...