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Chapter 316. 335. Two Tigers Hunt the Rabbit
Ding, ding, ding.
The bell rang, and the match officially began.
Tang San was just about to order his teammates to act according to plan when, suddenly, Xiao Wu's figure vanished on the spot.
It was her teleportation skill.
The familiar scene instantly stirred unease deep inside Tang San's heart.
He looked toward the other side, and in that moment, his heart sank—
Xiao Wu had appeared behind Davis and wrapped her arms tightly around him.
At the same time, Dai Mubai made his move the very instant the match started. With explosive speed, he dashed across the midline and charged straight toward Davis.
Davis tried to resist, but when he felt the softness from behind him, he immediately gave up.
Softly, Xiao Wu whispered into his ear:
"Davis giegie, leave the rest to Xiao Wu. It'll feel very nice."
That ear-meltingly seductive voice made Davis instantly surrender.
From Xiao Wu's body and Davis's body erupted the glow of Martial Soul Fusion. At the same time, a radiant light also enveloped Dai Mubai.
The three of them rose into the air together, their figures overlapping into one. In the center was Xiao Wu, with Dai Mubai and Davis standing left and right, forming the image of two tigers holding a rabbit.
The sudden mutation left both sides stunned.
The Martial Soul Fusion burst into dazzling brilliance—pink light representing the Soft Bone Rabbit spread across the Star Luo team's side, while green light representing the White Tiger's soul shone toward Shrek's side.
(The author notes: the tiger is king of the forest, and the forest is green, so it's only natural that the White Tiger's glow is green.)
Green light covered Tang San's dark body, casting tiny specks of fluorescence across his skin. His mind froze for a moment before he finally realized what had just happened.
My beloved… with my acknowledged brother… and my rival… they… they fused their Martial Souls???
Once again, I'm bathed in green light???
Tang San felt betrayed. Of course, not by Xiao Wu—he always believed that pure, innocent Xiao Wu must have been forced. The betrayal came from his sworn brother, Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai, you fused Martial Souls with Xiao Wu? Don't you know she's my beloved, my scabbard, my possession? Damn you—how dare you? You think you deserve it?!
Tang San's eyes filled with bloodshot veins, turning crimson. His breathing grew rough and beastly, like a bull panting in rage.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
At that moment, three hands clapped down onto his shoulders.
"Ah San, calm down, don't lose control. This is unexpected, sure, but once a Martial Soul Fusion begins, it can't be interrupted. You wouldn't want Xiao Wu to suffer backlash from disruption, right?" Oscar said.
"Yeah, Ah San, Oscar's right. Don't stop the Fusion Skill. Besides, I'm sure Boss Dai must have had his own reasons," Ma Hongjun added.
"Little Master, it's only a pure, innocent Martial Soul Fusion. Nothing more. I firmly believe only someone as excellent as you deserves Xiao Wu," Tai Long declared.
Tang San's dark body trembled violently, but in the end, he convinced himself. For Xiao Wu's sake, he couldn't interfere.
So, bathed in green light, Tang San lowered his head, unwilling to witness what came next. His fists clenched tightly. His face couldn't be seen, but humiliating tears streamed down, dripping to the ground.
Seeing Tang San subdued, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Tai Long finally looked up toward the fusion in the sky.
They couldn't help but feel a little envious of Boss Dai. He was finally freed—able to openly fuse with Xiao Wu. And them? They had to keep babysitting this pathetic third brother, slowly easing him into reality. Who knew when they'd ever get their turn to fuse with Xiao Wu?
Though Tang San had been calmed, another person refused to accept it.
Zhu Zhuyun, glaring furiously at the three figures merging midair, finally pieced everything together.
Xiao Wu… that bitch… actually fusing with my fiancé, and Dai Mubai too???
Overcome with rage, she dashed nimbly toward the center of the fusion. But before she could even get close, a shockwave blasted her away, hurling her out of the arena.
Zhu Zhuyun crashed to the ground, blood spilling from her mouth. Staring at Davis's figure merging with Xiao Wu, she coughed blood again and fainted on the spot.
"Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Two Tigers Hunt the Rabbit—" the voices of the three rang out from within the fusion.
The light cocoon split open. Emerging before everyone was a two-headed tiger. It had the frame of a White Tiger, but with two heads, pink stripes, claws replaced by tiny buck teeth.
The twin-headed beast roared ferociously toward the Star Luo team and charged into their formation, wreaking havoc.
With Davis and Zhu Zhuyun gone, the six remaining Star Luo members were utterly helpless. One swipe from the two-headed tiger sent each of them flying out of the arena in an instant.
After wiping out all their opponents, the two-headed White Tiger raised its heads and let out a thunderous roar toward the sky. Then, its glow shattered apart, splitting back into three figures—Dai Mubai, Davis, and Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu turned to Davis.
"Davis giegie, the Star Luo Royal Team only has you left now. Do you still want to fight?"
Davis looked at Xiao Wu with affection, then cast a complicated glance at Dai Mubai. He sighed.
"No… the Star Luo Royal Team admits defeat."
The referee stepped onto the stage and announced:
"The match is over. Shrek Academy wins!"
As the Shrek team descended from the stage, Tang San, his face dark as thunder, walked up to Dai Mubai.
"Dai Mubai, congratulations. You defeated your brother. But… don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
Though he had essentially torn his relationship with Tang San by fusing with Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai still felt the need to maintain a façade of friendship. He explained:
"Ah San, I swear, I didn't know before this that my brother, Xiao Wu, and I could fuse our Martial Souls. But don't worry—Xiao Wu is yours, we all know that. I would never steal her from you. After all—" Dai Mubai's eyes grew soft, filled with longing and regret. "The one I truly love is Zhu Zhuqing. You know that."
Though doubts lingered, Tang San decided it was better to maintain relations. After all, he would need the Star Luo Empire's millions of troops as cannon fodder to overthrow Spirit Hall's tyrannical rule someday.
"Don't worry, Mubai. I believe you. And when I become a god in the future, I'll bring Zhu Zhuqing back to life for you."
(End of Chapter)
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Chapter 317.336 – No, You Came at Just the Right Time (3)
Dai Mubai spoke excitedly:
"Thank you, San, you're truly my good brother."
Tang San replied:
"But you do realize your Martial Soul Fusion is only a one-time thing, right?"
"I know, San," Dai Mubai answered.
So, after the match, the two of them went back to their usual "good brothers" mode on the surface. But in truth, neither of them thought of the other that way in their hearts.
Tang San, outwardly mild, courteous, and virtuous in every way, was in fact narrow-minded to the extreme. Last time, because Dai Mubai had introduced him to Hai-ge, he had indirectly caused Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer to be crippled. For that, Tang San stripped Dai Mubai of his position as God of War.
And now—Dai Mubai had actually dared to perform a Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Xiao Wu. That alone was enough to put him onto Tang San's personal "kill list." Xiao Wu was Tang San's forbidden possession. Any man who dared to perform a Martial Soul Fusion Technique with her would be fated for death. Of course, the time to deal with Dai Mubai had not yet come. For the moment, he still had value: Tang San needed him to counter Yu Tianheng, and he needed the backing of the Star Luo Empire to balance the Spirit Hall. But once Tang San became a god… hmph!
Of course, Dai Mubai, who had known Tang San for nearly a hundred years, was very familiar with his character. He knew full well that he was already on that little bastard's "kill list." But so what? For Xiao Wu, everything was worth it. He would continue playing the role of brother to that brat, and when the critical moment came, he would use it to help Xiao Wu put Tang San into a pit one last time.
Thus, between Dai Mubai and Tang San, a seemingly touching and profound brotherly bond was once again displayed.
The first day of the tournament, aside from Shrek Academy versus the Star Luo Royal Academy, there weren't many highlights. The Spirit Hall team had a bye, while the powerful teams from Tianshui, Windfire, and Starfire all crushed their opponents one-sidedly.
That evening, Yu Xiaogang returned with a sour face.
As Liu Erlong had said, no matter how much Yu Xiaogang resented Shrek Academy, he would still come back in the end.
At this stage, Shrek had basically secured a spot in the final three, barring any accidents, and they even had hopes of winning the championship—bringing glory across the continent.
What a golden opportunity to make a name for himself! How could Yu Xiaogang possibly miss such a chance to ride the coattails of success?
That night, Yu Xiaogang sought out Tang San and began his scolding:
"Xiao San, how many times have I told you not to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer? Why didn't you listen to your teacher? And now look—your Clear Sky Hammer has already lost four spirit rings! Even if you continue to add spirit rings to it in the future, what difference will it have from an ordinary Clear Sky Hammer spirit master?"
Tang San lowered his head in silence.
Seeing that Tang San didn't talk back only emboldened Yu Xiaogang. He immediately grew even more overbearing, nagging endlessly, saying things like:
"Once a teacher, a father for life. As your teacher, I am also like your parent. There are no parents in the world who are wrong. You must obey your teacher. Whatever I ask you to do, you should do. How could I ever harm you?"
In truth, when Yu Xiaogang came back, he had already thought about two points:
First, Shrek had already reached the finals of this Soul Master Tournament and was very likely to enter the top three. This chance to make a name could not be missed. "I've worked myself to the bone for Shrek. Without me, without my two hundred times more effort than the other teachers combined, how could Shrek be what it is today? The glory of Shrek cannot be left to that cheap woman Liu Erlong and that mud-leg Flander alone to enjoy."
Second, although Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer had been partially crippled, it didn't matter. After all, Tang San carried the bloodline of Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo. When Tang Hao was just a Soul Douluo, he had already achieved earth-shaking feats. In the future, Tang San could do the same. Moreover, Tang San's setback even had a hidden benefit: it made him less arrogant and unruly. Yu Xiaogang could seize this chance to use moral coercion to tame and brainwash Tang San, instilling in him the creed of "once a teacher, a father for life" and "there are no parents in the world who are wrong," so that Tang San would honor and obey him all the more.
Thinking this way, Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt much better.
But Yu Xiaogang didn't know—before him sat a Tang San who appeared obedient but whose mind had already drifted far away. His teacher's words went in one ear and out the other. All Tang San could think of was today's noon match—the Martial Soul Fusion of Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Davis.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in Spirit City—
In a certain corner, Davis unexpectedly ran into Xiao Wu.
Seeing her beautiful, graceful figure, and smelling the faint fragrance of her body, Davis was captivated.
At once, he conjured a flower in his hand, knelt on one knee before her, and said:
"Xiao Wu, I love you. Please accept my confession."
"Why confess to me? Don't you already have Zhu Zhuyun?" Xiao Wu asked.
"Why? Because from the moment I first saw you, I knew—no woman but you could ever fit into my heart. Being apart from you is more painful than the eighteenth level of hell," Davis said, gazing at her with infatuation.
"But…" Xiao Wu looked at Davis, eyes showing both rejection and longing. "I'm much older than you. (Over a hundred thousand years older.)"
"I don't care," Davis replied firmly.
"And that's not all. Besides you, I also have many men," Xiao Wu said.
"I don't care," Davis repeated with equal resolve.
Xiao Wu continued:
"I bear a blood feud. My enemy is beyond your imagination. Living among humans, I'm in constant danger. I cannot promise that if you stay by my side, you won't be dragged into disaster."
"I don't care about that either. If anyone dares to harm you, I will never retreat. Even if it costs me my life, I'll stand before you. They'll have to step over my corpse to reach you," Davis vowed with unshakable determination.
Xiao Wu turned to him and asked:
"Then tell me—what do you care about?"
Davis answered:
"There's only one thing I care about."
"Say it," Xiao Wu prompted.
Taking her hand, Davis looked at her tenderly and said:
"I only want to stay by your side forever, to watch over you. Before I draw my final breath and close my eyes, you must not die."
The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes, and Xiao Wu suddenly threw herself into Davis's embrace, nestling against his chest.
At that moment, footsteps approached from behind. Dai Mubai walked over, and upon seeing the scene, he froze.
Watching Xiao Wu rest happily in his brother's arms, Dai Mubai's eyes dimmed slightly.
"Forgive me… perhaps I came at the wrong time."
Xiao Wu reached out her hand to him gently and said:
"No, you came at just the right time."
A smile appeared on Dai Mubai's face. He stepped up to Xiao Wu's side, joining Davis in holding her in their arms.
He never expected Xiao Wu to belong to him alone. All he wanted was a place in her heart.
Xiao Wu then clasped Dai Mubai's and Davis's hands together, saying softly:
"Mubai-ge, and Weis-ge, you're brothers. Xiao Wu hopes you can put aside past grudges and get along well."
Dai Mubai and Davis looked at each other, then said to her in unison:
"Xiao Wu-meimei, we will listen to you."
And so, the three of them found an inn together… to begin cultivating their three-person Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
(End of Chapter)
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Chapter 318. 338. The Golden Generation Has Changed
The next day, the Spirit Hall team had a bye. Shrek's match came earlier in the schedule, and their opponent was fairly weak, so Shrek Academy easily won their bout and then moved to the back to watch the later matches.
Ma Hongjun, watching the heated battle in the arena, remarked,
"Yet another day of Spirit Hall's team getting a bye."
Oscar added,
"All those spirit bones Spirit Hall prepared were for them. But now? Heh, things are looking uncertain!"
"Not just us— even the Spark Team, with the Golden Generation's performance from before, might not necessarily be their match," Dai Mubai said.
Ning Rongrong suddenly cut in,
"Anyone who Spirit Hall dares to call the Golden Generation is no simple character. Underestimating them isn't a good idea."
Oscar snorted dismissively,
"The so-called Golden Generation has three Spirit Kings: Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue. Sure, those siblings have a martial soul fusion skill, but it's not like we haven't seen it before. Acting all mysterious like they're some kind of treasures."
Ning Rongrong frowned and said,
"What are you talking about? Spirit Hall tradition is that the 'Golden Generation' refers to the team from the previous Spirit Master Tournament. Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena were the Golden Generation contestants of the last tournament— they were the champions. Don't tell me you guys actually thought you'd be meeting the same people again this time?"
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were dumbfounded. Even Tang San, who had been sitting there with a dark expression and his head down, raised his head to look at Ning Rongrong.
"Wait, Ning Rongrong— are you saying Hu Liena and the other two were champions in the last tournament?" Dai Mubai asked in shock.
"You guys are really ignorant. What's so surprising about that?" Ning Rongrong replied disdainfully.
"What about their strength back then?" Ma Hongjun asked.
Ning Rongrong answered,
"Five years ago, they were already at the Spirit King level. Considering their age, participating in this tournament would still fit, but Spirit Hall tradition is that the Golden Generation only refers to the last tournament. Lucky for us. Otherwise, if we had to face them five years later with our lineup now, we'd be in real trouble."
The four reborn Shrek members had no interest in listening to anything else she said. Their minds were focused on two things:
In their past lives, the so-called Golden Generation had already competed in the last tournament. They wouldn't be appearing this time.
Which meant this time they would be facing a brand new Spirit Hall Golden Generation.
And those previous Golden Generation members had already reached the Spirit King realm at just fifteen years old.
Another variable! Tang San thought bitterly. He was only fourteen now, with his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline stolen, and four of his Clear Sky Hammer rings destroyed. Meanwhile, his opponents from his last life— Hu Liena and her brothers— had already been Spirit Kings five years ago.
Why? Why were they better than me, Tang San? Who's really the chosen one of fate here? Why the hell isn't it me?! Tang San's eyes burned red with jealousy.
"San, what do we do now?" Ma Hongjun asked.
Tang San snorted coldly,
"Hmph. So what if Spirit Hall's people cultivate faster? Without becoming gods, in a few hundred years they'll just be piles of bones. Don't forget who I am."
He said this both to reassure his companions and to soothe his own jealousy.
Though the Shrek trio had long started doubting whether Tang San was truly the 'Child of Destiny,' seeing how confidently he spoke now, they nodded in agreement.
"The most important thing now is to figure out who this new Golden Generation of Spirit Hall actually is."
So the four reborn members tried to dig through their past-life memories, searching for possible replacements for the Golden Generation. But after thinking for a long time, they couldn't come up with any Spirit Hall prodigies who could fit the role.
Exceptional spirit masters were rare even in Spirit Hall, and those who could match or surpass the Golden Generation were rarer still. In their previous lives, the only one who fit both the age requirement and the level of talent was Qian Renxue. But would Qian Renxue actually compete?
Tang San glanced at Xue Qinghe out of the corner of his eye and shook his head with a wry smile. No way. That Angel God's successor was busy entangling herself in Heaven Dou's political struggles to prove herself to her mother. How could she possibly appear here?
After thinking for a long time with no results, Tang San said,
"Forget it. Let's just watch the matches. Spirit Hall won't get a bye every day. Once they step on the field, we'll know what they're really about."
So the Shrek team refocused their attention on the battles below.
A highly anticipated match began— Spark Team versus Lys Academy.
Lys Academy's lineup consisted of five Spirit Ancestors and two Spirit Masters— basically a filler team.
Thus, Spark only sent in a single Spirit King, Lin Chen, along with a few main force and substitute members.
As soon as he entered the field, Lin Chen unleashed his spirit: the Golden Holy Dragon. The domineering dragon roared, and since all of Lys Academy's spirits were beast-type, they suffered a crushing suppression from his superior martial soul.
Lin Chen glanced at the Shrek section, particularly at a short-cropped head staring at him, and then deliberately introduced,
"My spirit is the Golden Holy Dragon— a higher form of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Do you feel the pressure of this ultimate dragon? Now, I give you two choices: step down with dignity yourselves, or let my dragon help you keep face."
"We surrender, we admit defeat!" Lys Academy's captain knew resistance was futile and gave in without hesitation. This became the fastest match of the day.
In the spectator stands, Yu Xiaogang gripped the railing with white knuckles, biting his sleeve, grinding his teeth furiously as his eyes filled with deep hatred.
"Golden Holy Dragon… That's my Golden Holy Dragon…"
Yu Xiaogang's hatred was overwhelming. The Golden Holy Dragon had been his lifelong pursuit. He had obtained it, only to have it instantly snatched away by Lin Chen, who was now using his Golden Holy Dragon to shine brilliantly in the world-renowned Spirit Master Tournament. How could Yu Xiaogang not hate?
"No! That's mine! Give me back my Golden Holy Dragon! Give it back!!" Yu Xiaogang let out a bitter, anguished howl.
Little did he know, his most cherished disciple was behind him, laughing at his misery.
"According to Yu Xiaogang, that Golden Holy Dragon spirit was stolen from him by Lin Chen. Now, watching him throw a tantrum because his martial soul is dazzling the stage in someone else's hands— I have to admit, it's really quite satisfying." Tang San, seeing Yu Xiaogang's misfortune, felt all his own grievances instantly soothed.
Oscar chuckled,
"Well, it's not all bad. At least before it got taken, Yu Xiaogang did get to experience the Golden Holy Dragon for a while, didn't he?"
"Yu Xiaogang, that 'Flying Dance,' is best off staying at level 29 for life," Tang San sneered.
The four reborn Shrek members burst into joyous laughter at Yu Xiaogang's misfortune.
(End of Chapter)
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