The two of them, having exchanged a few unpleasant words, immediately began to roll up their sleeves and pull at each other's hair.
As they clawed at each other, they hurled insults back and forth.
"You yellow-haired brat, I just had a momentary lapse that let you slip through! When I get home, I'll make A Bei dump you!"
"You stinky snake charmer, my bad boy said he was just playing with you. You dream if you think you can make him leave me!"
"You're full of it! A Bei loves researching new Nightglow Spirit Bones with me most!"
"You're lying! He loves going to the Ice God Hall with me to study dolphin-like vocalizations most!"
"Ah! I'll tear your mouth off!"
"Hmph, a mere Soul Emperor dares to be my opponent, a Soul Sage? I'll tell you, my bad boy left the best Immortal Herb for me. Don't you understand what he meant?"
"You, you..."
Gazing at the massive Asura scene before him, Ning Bei shivered and quickly shook his head to banish the terrifying image.
He then looked at Ye Yinzhu in the distance, his gaze turning dangerous.
"It truly is terrifying!"
The moment Ning Bei felt the terrifying Illusion, Little Cat, who was behind him, seized the opportunity and charged forward.
"Third Spirit Skill: Nether Slash."
A crescent-shaped, purple-black slash shot straight for Ning Bei's back. For some reason, Little Cat had a sudden impulse and subconsciously avoided his vitals.
As if having eyes in the back of his head, Ning Bei activated a Soul Power shield to block the slash, then smiled at what was in front of him.
It turned out the attack from behind was just a feint from a clone; the real attacker had already appeared before Ning Bei.
He extended a finger, flicking away Little Cat's External Spirit Bone. The finger's momentum didn't lessen, continuing towards Little Cat's forehead.
Zhu Zhuqing, unable to dodge in time, could only close her eyes and await defeat.
However, after a long wait, the pain she expected didn't come, making Little Cat open her eyes in confusion. She saw that the opponent's finger had stopped at her forehead, with no further movement.
Ning Bei watched her gaze, which was full of doubt, and then smiled, flicking her forehead.
With a crisp "pop," Little Cat covered her forehead and rapidly retreated.
Once she let go of her hand, Ning Bei chuckled, very pleased with his masterpiece.
Zhu Zhuqing's originally pristine, snow-white forehead now had a noticeable red mark, as if a third eye had appeared there.
Little Cat glared at Ning Bei, filled with shame and anger. She didn't need a mirror to know what that scoundrel was laughing at.
Looking at Ye Yinzhu still playing the zither in the distance, Ning Bei directly opened his mouth and began to sing.
His raspy voice made everyone frown. Even the surrounding zither music was scattered. Ye Yinzhu stared in shock at the snapped strings on his zither, unable to calm down for a long time.
At the very back, Ning Rongrong covered her ears, her face full of exasperation.
"You stinky big brother, what the hell are you singing? It's awful!"
"Didn't you love it when I sang you to sleep as a child?"
"Pfft, who would like a voice that even dogs shake their heads at? Big brother, stop talking nonsense!"
Ning Rongrong finished, then put her hands on her hips and glared indignantly at her brother, seemingly scolding him for insulting her taste.
Ning Bei shook his head dramatically.
"Sigh, my lovely little sister is gone forever!"
"Thinking back to when you were little, you used to fall asleep listening to my singing. You slept so soundly back then, even drawing a small map of Heaven Dou City on the bed!"
"Ah!!!!!!!!! You stinky big brother, I'll fight you!"
Feeling the strange looks from her companions around her, Ning Rongrong immediately became furious.
She applied four buffs to herself, intending to go forward and fight Ning Bei to the death.
It was Little Rabbit who stopped her from making a suicidal move, quickly hugging her and sending her back to the rear of the team.
"Calm down, calm down. Big Brother Ning Bei just wants to provoke you into giving yourself up!"
"Hmph!"
Ning Rongrong couldn't break free from her little sister's hold and could only glare fiercely at Ning Bei.
Once the brief interlude passed, Long Nianbing and A'Dai resumed their second round of attacks.
"Second Spirit Skill: Blade Barrage."
A'Dai emerged from the ground, directly raising his massive scythe and sweeping it upwards at Ning Bei.
Long Nianbing was equally swift; countless earth-yellow cleavers rose from the Arena, forming an encirclement around Ning Bei.
"Earth Edge Calamity!"
A'Dai's attack landed. Feeling the coldness rising around him, he re-entered the ground before Ning Bei could freeze him in place.
Feeling the cleavers assailing him from all directions, Ning Bei nodded slightly.
A'Dai and Long Nianbing's performance pleased him greatly.
As countless cleavers approached Ning Bei, they transformed into icy fragments that scattered on the ground, causing the Little Ones to frown deeply.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in their hearts. Even though Ning Bei hadn't actively attacked or used any Soul Skills, he was still beyond their ability to shake.
Ning Bei shook his head slightly. They had experienced far too few setbacks.
"Since you won't attack, then it's my turn. After all, you can't make me budge."
"Whoever breaks free first gets the reward."
With that, Ning Bei gently waved his hand forward.
"*Ice Age!*"
The Eternal Frozen Domain activated, and the entire Martial Arts Stage, along with the Little Ones, were instantly turned into ice sculptures, their faces filled with terror.
Of course, Ning Bei had held back; otherwise, it would have been bad news if he had frozen the Little Ones to death.
This move had two purposes: first, to curb the youngsters' arrogance, and second, to continue giving a certain someone among them a boost.
Ning Bei didn't have enough suitable Soul Bones for them. Until he acquired the three from Spirit Hall, he couldn't provide one for everyone. Thus, finding a reason to reward them was the best solution.
Otherwise, if some of the Little Ones had them and others didn't, it would inevitably cause discontent.
Several minutes later, Ning Bei had expected Little Rabbit, with her highest cultivation, to be the first to break free from the ice.
But to his surprise, it was A'Dai, who hadn't yet become a Soul King, who broke free first.
Ning Bei smiled slightly as he watched A'Dai, shivering, emerge from the ice coffin. He took a 50,000-year Shadow Mink left leg bone from his Soul Tool and tossed it to him.
Still disoriented, A'Dai clumsily caught the flying Soul Bone, and his eyes immediately filled with deep gratitude.
"Thank you, Second Young Master!"
"No need to be so formal. It's just the reward I promised!"
Slowly, Xiao Wu and Long Nianbing also broke free from the ice, followed by Ye Yinzhu and Zhu Zhuqing.
Finally, Nami and Ning Rongrong were the last two.
"Achoo! You rotten older brother, don't you have any pity for women?!"
Listening to Ning Rongrong's scolding, Ning Bei glanced at her helplessly.
"Putting everything else aside, I think you should wipe your snot first!"
"Ah!"
With another startled cry, Ning Rongrong hastily wiped her nose, then fixed her makeup before glaring at him fiercely again.
"Alright, your teamwork was quite good. Keep up the hard work!"
"Tch, yet we still couldn't make you move an inch!"
Little Rabbit bowed her head dejectedly, kicking the ground as she spoke.
Tsk, it seems I overdid it. Her arrogant attitude has been curbed, but now she's starting to lack confidence.
Ning Bei playfully knocked Little Rabbit's head, chuckling, "Come on, your big brother is a Titled Douluo. Do you really think you can beat me?"
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