On the arena, after exchanging blows for two or three minutes, Xiao Wu successively released her third and first soul skills.
Above her, two soul rings, one purple and one yellow, lit up one after another.
Teleportation!
Waist Bow!
Xiao Wu's figure suddenly appeared behind Zhou Bing, who didn't react at all.
Bang!
The next second, pink soul power flickered in Xiao Wu's hand, transforming into a strangely shaped hammer, which she slammed fiercely onto his back of the head.
With this hammer, Xiao Wu definitely held back her strength, otherwise even a Soul Grandmaster with a beast martial soul would be smashed until their head bled.
There was nothing he could do, Xiao Wu's third soul skill, Teleportation, was simply too abnormal. Although the range was only a few meters, it was enough to easily change the course of a battle.
After Xiao Wu's victory, a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning roar of cheers erupted from the audience.
The referee watched this scene with slight shock, and announced Xiao Wu's victory under the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators.
"Won... won!"
"And won so easily!"
Dai Mubai stared blankly at the scene in the Fight Arena, muttering to himself.
Although he had broken through to level thirty-seven, if he were to fight Zhou Bing, even knowing Zhou Bing's soul skill effects, he would at most only have a twenty percent chance of defeating the opponent.
However, such a troublesome opponent, even for him, was easily defeated by Xiao Wu, who was at the same level as him.
For the first time, Dai Mubai had doubts about his White Tiger martial soul.
Is the White Tiger martial soul truly the continent's top beast martial soul?
Why can't it even compare to the Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul?
Is this reasonable?
Just as Dai Mubai was experiencing self-doubt, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck his mind.
Wrong!
The reason their Star Luo Empire's White Tiger martial soul is unparalleled, besides the strength of the martial soul itself, is the point they are truly proud of: martial soul fusion skills!
Dai Mubai was very confident that if Zhu Zhuqing could perform a martial soul fusion skill with him, then let alone Zhou Bing and Xiao Wu, even a Soul Grandmaster over level forty would not be his opponent.
Thinking of this, Dai Mubai suddenly turned his gaze towards Zhu Zhuqing, who was sitting on the furthest side, his eyes burning.
Even though Zhu Zhuqing hadn't paid him any attention these past few days, Dai Mubai was very confident.
As long as he was willing to humble himself to her and put on a show, he would definitely gain Zhu Zhuqing's forgiveness.
Dealing with women, isn't it as easy as having hands?
What's more, if Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to be settled with by Davis and Zhu Zhuyun in the future, she had no other choice.
Just as Dai Mubai was indulging in fantasy, Zhu Zhuqing also noticed his gaze and immediately stood up in disgust, saying to Qi Lin, "It's almost my turn, I'll go get ready."
Qi Lin nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, do your best."
"Okay!" Hearing this, the ice-cold expression on Zhu Zhuqing's face immediately melted into a faint smile.
Seeing this, Dai Mubai's eyes turned red, and anger surged in his heart.
Of course, his anger wasn't directed at Qi Lin.
He couldn't afford to provoke him.
Dai Mubai was angry at Zhu Zhuqing's attitude; she gave him a cold face, as if he owed her money, but then turned around and smiled at Qi Lin.
What a slut!
As Zhu Zhuqing was leaving, Xiao Wu happened to be walking from the back of the audience seats.
"Zhu Zhuqing, it's almost your turn, do your best!" Xiao Wu said, pumping her fist towards Zhu Zhuqing in encouragement.
"I will!" Zhu Zhuqing said with a slight smile upon hearing this.
Returning to her seat, Xiao Wu said with a grin, "Xiao Lin Ge, I did pretty well, right?"
"Very good, your control over soul power is getting smoother and smoother. It seems you haven't been slacking off." Qi Lin smiled.
Xiao Wu mumbled, "Of course!"
After speaking, she looked at Ning Rongrong, who was sitting on Qi Lin's other side, and said smugly, "How about it, I was pretty amazing, right? Are you envious?"
Envy indeed flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, but she retorted stubbornly, "What's there to be envious of? With Qi Lin teaching me, I'll definitely be like you soon."
As she spoke, she also hugged Qi Lin's arm to her chest and said coquettishly, "Qi Lin, you'll teach me, right?"
"Cough, cough!" Qi Lin lightly coughed twice, casting a strange look at Ning Rongrong, who was hugging his arm to her chest and swaying back and forth coquettishly.
He didn't know where this girl learned such tricks, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing his arm against her chest.
Hmm...
Soft, and surprisingly comfortable!
Looking at the girl again, her cheeks were already flushed with red.
She was clearly telling Qi Lin.
Hey, I'm just trying to tempt you!
Although Ning Rongrong's figure didn't look particularly voluptuous, her chest size was actually not small.
And Xiao Wu, who witnessed this scene with her own eyes, widened her bright, watery eyes in shock, round and large, full of disbelief.
The look she gave Ning Rongrong seemed to say: Oh, you little slut, you're using underhanded tactics?
Who wouldn't know how to do this?
Having lived with Qi Lin for almost six years, Xiao Wu was naturally more unrestrained than Ning Rongrong, practically throwing herself into Qi Lin's arms.
To outsiders, wasn't this scene just Qi Lin with a girl on each side, and the two girls being jealous?
Dai Mubai and the others nearby stared with wide eyes, wishing they were the ones sitting in Qi Lin's spot.
Tang San lowered his head slightly, making his face hard to see.
But at this moment, his eyes were also red, and he was panting like an ox.
He admitted that during the six years of getting along, he had developed some feelings for the innocent and lively Xiao Wu.
Now, watching the person he loved act coquettishly while clinging to Qi Lin, Tang San felt incredibly uncomfortable!
On the other side, while Tang San was feeling down, Zhu Zhuqing also stepped onto the Fight Arena stage.
Her opponent was a level twenty-six Power Attack System Great Soul Master. Although he was more experienced than her, he was still easily defeated.
Finally, Ma Hongjun and Tang San also went up to the stage for a match.
Ma Hongjun's opponent was very weak, several levels lower than him, and was easily defeated by him.
But Tang San wasn't so lucky.
His opponent was a level thirty-six Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster.
The most unfortunate thing was that this Soul Grandmaster also possessed the Fire attribute, completely suppressing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.
Logically speaking, although Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor hadn't awakened yet, it was definitely not comparable to ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and its fire resistance should definitely be higher.
However, he had successively absorbed three poison attribute soul rings, which damaged the origin of his Blue Silver Grass to a certain extent.
This resulted in his Blue Silver Grass having decent toxicity, but very poor fire resistance. When burned by the opponent's large fire, it would either be directly snapped or charred, causing him to fall into a disadvantage several times.
Fortunately, Tang San had rich combat experience and possessed several Tang Sect secret techniques, which allowed him to reverse the situation.
Finally, he even forced his opponent off the Fight Arena stage with sleeve arrows, winning the match.
(External items can be used in this kind of match!)
In the audience seats, countless spectators cheered for Tang San, their voices deafening.
After all, Tang San had defeated his opponent by crossing four levels.
Master was even more excited, pointing at Tang San and smiling at Flander beside him:
"This is the disciple I, Yu Xiaogang, taught!"