I Slept With Xiao Wu...!

On the stage, a beastly roar echoed, shaking the heavens. A massive beast, eight or nine meters long, let out a long howl toward the sky.

The Netherworld White Tiger lunged forward with a powerful leap, covering a distance of 20 to 30 meters in an instant. Its massive frame and sturdy limbs cast a long, dark shadow across the ground.

Dai Mubai activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, his hands turning into claws. Despite channeling his fury into strength, when he collided with the beast's massive forelimb, the force was overwhelming, akin to a mountain's weight, causing his blood to churn violently.

Both were close to the Soul King level in strength, but the fused Netherworld White Tiger had already reached the Soul Emperor tier.

"You're too weak, little brother. Go back to being the playboy you are!"

Davis sneered, his disdainful laughter echoing from the tiger's mouth.

Pfft!

Dai Mubai coughed up blood as his skin tore apart. The Netherworld White Tiger's other massive paw struck his left side, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

Neither of them held back; the force unleashed was immense, akin to the sixth soul skill of a Soul Emperor. Dai Mubai was gravely injured on the spot—half his body deformed and curled up, his bones shattered, and even his internal organs compressed. He was flung into the air.

With a loud crash, he smashed through the guardrail and was sent flying off the stage.

"Mubai!"

"Boss Dai!"

Flender, Liu Erlong, Qin Ming, Tai Long, and Huang Yuan were shocked and rushed over immediately.

When they saw Dai Mubai's injuries, their faces turned pale, unable to bear the sight.

The left side of Dai Mubai's body was a bloody mess. His arm and shoulder had collapsed completely, with bones crushed into powder, leaving only a layer of skin tenuously holding it together—a horrific sight.

Flender's face darkened, his expression flushed with anger, and his eyes seemed to blaze with fury. Dai Mubai's injuries were so severe that competing again was out of the question. Whether he could even recover was uncertain.

"Davis, if anything happens to Mubai today, I, Flender, will stake my life to ensure you pay for it!"

His bloodshot eyes glared at the Netherworld White Tiger on stage, exuding an icy killing intent.

"Hmph!"

From the audience, three elders dressed in regal attire stood up, scoffing disdainfully. "Such bold words from the insignificant Shrek Academy! Do you really think you matter? A mouse daring to challenge a lion—how laughable!"

Humiliated so publicly, Flender, Liu Erlong, and the rest of Shrek Academy were furious. Their outrage was met with indifference.

Clearly, it was the Star Luo side that had inflicted harm first. Not only did they refuse to apologize, but they also insulted and mocked, displaying a complete lack of decorum.

Chen Xuan's face darkened slightly. Though he wasn't fond of Shrek, as a student of the academy, the Star Luo team's comments diminished his worth as well.

"Silence! Silence! Is this how you behave in the sacred grounds of martial souls?"

A black-clad bishop finally intervened, sternly addressing the situation.

He first warned the Star Luo royal family, then cautioned Davis and Zhu Zhuyun against using excessive force again. He promised that any future violations would be dealt with under tournament rules.

"We'll comply, referee," the Netherworld White Tiger responded in a voice that blended both Davis and Zhu Zhuyun's tones.

Dai Mubai was already incapacitated, and their goal had been achieved. Naturally, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun no longer intended to push the boundaries.

"Sister, would you prefer to step down yourself, or shall I help you off the stage?" Zhu Zhuyun sneered, her tone dripping with condescension, as if pronouncing the fates of Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai.

Zhu Zhuqing's face remained icy. Silent, she assumed a combat stance, facing the massive tiger with unyielding resolve.

"Foolish and ignorant!" Zhu Zhuyun's face darkened with anger, increasingly convinced her sister was being obstinate.

She had no intention of harming Zhu Zhuqing; unlike Davis, her heart wasn't filled with malice. She had already offered her sister a chance, but the latter refused to accept it—how foolish!

Roar!

The Netherworld White Tiger growled, its roar thunderous. With a swift leap, it covered 20 to 30 meters in an instant, its enormous paw swiping downward at Zhu Zhuqing.

The tiger's paw was as massive as a vat, covering her entirely. As it swung, the sound of rushing wind was deafening, hinting at its immense power.

Zhu Zhuqing was simply too weak. Although she attempted to dodge immediately, she couldn't evade in time. The vat-sized paw descended upon her.

So much for holding back—this level of attack, though weaker than the last, was still devastating for an agility-type Soul Master. A direct hit would undoubtedly result in serious injury.

At that moment, Chen Xuan could no longer stand by. He acted decisively.

In his eyes, six spinning tomoe fused together, forming a new pattern.

"Susano'o..."

Boom!

The stage shook violently, the ground trembling faintly. A surge of soul power erupted, blinding white light enveloping the area.

"Zhuqing!"

"Seventh Sister!"

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and the others cried out in alarm, their faces pale with fear. Their hearts were in their throats.

Flender and Liu Erlong were enraged. This was no longer a competition—it was an attempt to cripple Shrek's students, one by one.

"Such a brutal attack... Not even a defense-type could withstand that. That girl will either die or suffer severe injuries," some spectators murmured in concern.

The sight of Zhu Zhuqing's striking beauty, with her curvaceous figure, left many feeling pity. They found the Star Luo team's actions excessive—this wasn't a battlefield; there was no need for such cruelty.

But as the dazzling white light dimmed, revealing the scene, everyone was stunned.

"That... that..."

"Oh my god, what am I seeing?"

"What is that thing? Where did this skeleton come from?"

Students, teachers, and spectators alike stared at the stage in shock, mouths agape.

Amid the surging soul power stood a towering figure, seven to eight meters tall, resembling the true form of a martial soul.

It was a terrifying giant, emanating an evil aura. It lacked flesh, consisting solely of bones—ribs, a skull, hands—all assembled into a skeletal frame.

Its aura was malevolent, its soul power icy and oppressive, like eternal frost. Golden light shimmered across its structure, rendering it a radiant skeletal giant.

"What is that thing? Even my martial soul is trembling!" some weaker soul masters stammered, their bodies shaking.

Simply looking at it made their martial souls shiver in fear, their backs drenched in cold sweat. The aura was as horrifying as a demon from hell.

"That's composed of soul power, not a physical entity!" someone keenly observed.

"A soul power construct? Could it be a martial soul avatar?"

"Impossible! He's nowhere near the Soul Sage level. How could he use a martial soul avatar?"

Various theories flashed through their minds, only to be dismissed one by one. None could explain what they were witnessing.

Could it be a self-created soul skill?

Some speculated boldly but were startled by their own thoughts. If this was a self-created soul skill capable of mimicking a martial soul avatar, this young man might truly defy the heavens.

Such ingenuity would mark him as a peerless prodigy, leading the continent into a new era.

"Interesting. This little one continues to surprise me."

Bibi Dong's slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest. A faint smile played on her lips, her enchanting eyes glimmering with intrigue as she observed Chen Xuan.

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