That White-Robed Youth Truly Was a Sword Immortal!

The Mad War Team's four Soul Masters attacked Chen Feng together.

Surging Soul Power rolled forward like a tide.

"Feng Ge!" Xiao Wu cried out in alarm.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened as well.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes reddened slightly. Though she had always appeared cold and aloof, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.

When she had been teased and humiliated, Chen Feng had accepted the challenge despite the Shrek Battle Team being short-handed.

At the most critical moment, he had even stood alone in front of everyone.

At that moment, Chen Feng's gaze was incomparably sharp as he smiled. "This strike may not possess the power of Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, but it is more than enough to deal with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword. Two hundred-yard-long streams of green sword qi surged forth.

Boom!!

After an earth-shattering explosion.

Mad Rhino and the other three were blasted straight off the Soul Arena platform, unable even to maintain their Beast Martial Soul possession.

"You..."

Mad Rhino's eyes filled with terror. Before he could finish speaking, he fainted on the spot.

On the thousand-square-meter Soul Arena platform, Chen Feng stood tall and unyielding.

The move he had used just now was the initial form of Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate—Two Sleeves Green Snake.

When his Sword Intent and Soul Power rose to another level, it would become the true Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!

However, if he truly used that move, the commotion it caused would likely be even greater than this!

The audience erupted in cheers, their applause like crashing waves and roaring mountains.

They had thought the Shrek Battle Team was about to lose, yet Chen Feng had turned the tide at the crucial moment!

"What was that move just now? Why was it so terrifying?"

"That was clearly Soul Elder-level Soul Power, but its strength was already no weaker than that of a Soul King above level fifty, right?"

"That White-Robed Youth truly was a sword immortal!"

"..."

Among the spectators, Old Man Mo was undoubtedly the most astonished.

Originally, he had intended to bet on the Mad War Team, but by some strange impulse, he had chosen the Shrek Battle Team instead.

And he had actually won?!

"Sigh! No wonder I lost last time!"

With that, he rose and headed outside, sighing, "But I made quite a bit today. I can treat those little ones to a good meal!"

On the Soul Arena platform.

Chen Feng stepped forward, walked over to Xiao Wu, and smiled faintly. "Let's go. You did very well."

"Feng Ge! That was so cool!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, her cheeks flushed.

Before everyone could even leave the Soul Arena platform, she leaped up and threw herself into his arms in an enthusiastic embrace.

Her delicate body stretched against him, her legs wrapped around Chen Feng's waist and her arms around his neck.

The pose was indescribably intimate.

Dai Mubai and the others wore teasing expressions. Doing this in public? They really knew how to have fun!

Yet Chen Feng seemed completely unfazed. Holding Xiao Wu just like that, he turned and said, "Let's go! It's our first victory today. Drinks are on me!"

"Sure!" Dai Mubai and the others readily agreed.

After leaving the Great Soul Arena, they found a hotel nearby.

Chen Feng was generous, ordering a table full of dishes along with two barrels of fine ale.

After they sat down, no one expected Zhu Zhuqing to speak first.

"Feng Ge, let me toast you first!"

As she spoke, she raised a large cup filled to the brim with wine and continued, "Thank you for standing up for me. Thank you!"

Then she drained it in one gulp.

Perhaps because she had drunk too quickly, Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks were rapidly tinged with a blush.

Paired with her exquisite figure, she looked exceptionally charming and alluring.

Chen Feng's gaze shifted slightly as he waved his hand with a smile. "We're classmates. There's no need to be so polite."

After saying that, he also finished the large cup of ale in his hand.

Immediately afterward, Dai Mubai hurriedly said, "Feng Ge! I'll toast you too!"

Chen Feng refused no one. He filled another cup and lightly clinked it against Dai Mubai's.

"Feng Ge! Me too!" Ma Hongjun raised his cup as well.

Xiao Wu was displeased now, fully displaying the boldness of a big sister. "Hey, are you all ganging up on my boyfriend? Drink with me!"

The atmosphere was warm and lively.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out at a wine table not far away.

"What are you trying to do?!"

An elderly man rose to his feet with fury in his eyes, shielding a little girl behind him.

When Chen Feng caught sight of him from the corner of his eye, his expression turned strange.

This old man was none other than Mo Cang, whom he had fought alongside some time ago.

Standing opposite Mo Cang was a middle-aged man in his forties.

His skin was dark, and a lewd smile hung on his face as he swayed his head and said, "Old Man Mo, what are you so nervous about?"

"I just think this little girl is pretty cute and want to get to know her."

Behind Mo Cang hid a petite, adorable little girl.

There were also seven or eight young boys and girls standing beside his table.

After leaving the Soul Arena, Mo Cang had brought these little ones out for a meal, only to run into this lecherous middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's eyes gleamed with interest.

Looking more carefully, wasn't that lecherous middle-aged man the creepy perverted uncle, Bu Le?

He had not expected to encounter such a dramatic scene!

"Old Man Mo! You do have some skill, but you're only a level thirty-nine Soul Elder. I advise you not to overestimate yourself."

"Give me that little girl. I guarantee she'll live well and eat well from now on. What do you say?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the petite little girl was frightened to tears. She sobbed, "Grandpa Mo, I... I don't want to go."

Hearing Bu Le's brazen words, Mo Cang was so furious that even his beard stuck up. "Bu Le! Don't think this old man is afraid of you!"

"Oh? You've got some guts!" Bu Le chuckled lewdly. "Then today, I'll teach you a lesson!"

As his words fell, Bu Le raised his hand, and his Martial Soul appeared in his grasp.

Two pink covers emerged, looking as lewd as could be.

But his strength was indeed not weak.

White, yellow, two purple—he was a Soul Ancestor above level forty!

"Stop!"

Before anyone could react, Xiao Wu let out a sharp cry.

She stood up and stormed over to the table, glaring angrily at Bu Le.

"In broad daylight, what are you trying to do? Kidnap someone by force?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's lovely face and slender waist, Bu Le's eyes lit up, and an evil flame gradually rose within him.

"Oh my! Little sister, do you want to take that little girl's place?"

Hearing those lewd words, Chen Feng's gaze turned icy. Was this pervert courting death?

"Tell me. Do you want to die, or do you want a fate worse than death?"

He slowly rose to his feet and walked over to Xiao Wu.

Dai Mubai and the others followed close behind.

A conflict was unavoidable. The guests at the surrounding tables hurriedly got to their feet.

They were afraid that if they moved too slowly, they would be caught in the crossfire.

In no time, a large open space had been cleared in the middle of the hotel.

Not far away, the hotel owner and servers looked anxious.

They wanted to stop them, but they hesitated and did not dare step forward.

Bu Le swept his gaze across the room, then fixed it on Zhu Zhuqing's voluptuous figure. With a grin, he said, "A bunch of brats dare meddle in my business!"

"Today, I'll let you see Uncle's methods!"