"Ah!"
A shrill scream echoed in the waiting area of the Soto Great Spirit Arena, one of the twenty-four Spirit Arenas.
Zhu Zhuqing's forward charge suddenly halted as she watched the scene in shock.
"This…is this Xiao Qiu's Spirit Ability?!"
Black Flames suddenly ignited on Dai Mubai's hand, and he let out a series of miserable cries.
"Boss Dai!"
Tang San and Oscar watched the scene in shock.
"Oscar! Don't move!" Seeing Oscar reach out to extinguish the Black Flames on Dai Mubai's hand, Tang San quickly pulled him back.
He could feel the terrifying power of the black flames; they were many times stronger than Ma Hongjun's fiery flames.
Dai Mubai continuously tried to slap them out with his other hand, but it was useless.
They continued to spread up his arm.
"Rongrong...!" Xiao Wu had already run to Ning Rongrong, wanting to help her up, but she was stopped by Zhu Zhuqing.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong was slumped on the ground, her eyes fixed forward, a streak of blood flowing from the corner of her right eye.
Strangely, her originally azure eyes had turned a bloody red, embedded with a black six-pointed star, inside which was a purple three-leaf pinwheel!
"It looks like…Xiao Qiu?!"
Xiao Wu stared blankly at Ning Rongrong's eyes; the crimson base color and the six-pointed star pattern were still vivid in her memory.
"Ning Rongrong! Quickly extinguish it for me!"
Dai Mubai roared, his handsome face becoming hideous and terrifying, and his arm, burning with Black Flame, was about to grab her.
"Boss Dai, be careful!"
Suddenly, Tang San, who had already activated his Purple Demon Eye, sensed something amiss.
The Xuan Yu color spread over his palm, which he had already placed on his Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.
"Dai Mubai! How dare you!?" Xiao Wu shouted, about to step forward to stop him, but she was still held back by Zhu Zhuqing.
She was very aware of the power of those Black Flames.
"Zhuqing?"
Xiao Wu looked at her in confusion, but Zhu Zhuqing extended her hand and pointed at Ning Rongrong.
"Look!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong's left eye had also changed.
A demonic light, red mixed with purple, flashed, and the Black Flames on Dai Mubai's body suddenly surged.
"Ugh ah! Ning Rongrong…stop it! Ah…!"
The Black Flame suddenly spread upwards, and Dai Mubai let out a scream. A figure beside him lunged forward, a cold light dazzling, and Dai Mubai let out an even more agonizing scream.
Hiss! This was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood.
Pfft! A pool of fresh blood splattered onto the ground, emitting a strong stench of gore.
In Tang San's hand, there was a glistening bone-scraping knife, from which a striking crimson was dripping.
He held it, and with the powerful insight of his Purple Demon Eye, he sliced off a large strip of flesh and blood from Dai Mubai's shoulder, along the bone, down his arm.
Before the flesh and blood could even hit the ground, it was completely devoured by the Black Flames.
"Gulp~" Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Oscar all couldn't help but swallow, their faces a little pale. This bloody scene was impactful.
The power of those Black Flames made them feel even more terrified.
"Ugh ah…!…"
Dai Mubai's eyes suddenly widened, and no sound could come from his open mouth.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Dai Mubai heavily crashed to the ground.
He had fainted.
Lying on the ground, his face was ashen, and his body was soaked with sweat.
Half of his clothes and the ground were stained with his blood.
His right arm, which originally had thick muscles, had become quite deflated, revealing gruesome white bones stained with blood.
From the moment he reached out to Ning Rongrong until he fainted on the ground, only a dozen or so breaths had passed.
"Boss Dai!" Tang San put away the bone-scraping knife in his hand, quickly knelt down, and channeled the spirit power he had cultivated through his Mysterious Heaven Skill into him.
His face was also somewhat solemn, and he was still a little worried.
Looking at Dai Mubai's right arm, he only hoped that he wouldn't blame him afterwards!
After pondering for a moment, he didn't forget that there was still a food system Spirit Master on the field.
"Oscar! Don't just stand there, quickly make some Sausages!"
"Oh, oh…" Oscar nodded repeatedly, nervously reciting his spirit incantation.
"I have a small Sausage!"
"I have a large Sausage!"
He kept repeating his lewd spirit incantation, holding the prepared Sausages in his arms and handing them to Tang San.
"Alright! You quickly go find the dean. If it's too late, it's inevitable that there will be some sequelae!"
"Okay, I'll go now…" Oscar paused, then looked back at Ning Rongrong.
He wanted to ask if she needed a Sausage, but he opened his mouth and said nothing, then quickly left.
"Rongrong…are you alright?!"
Beside them, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also helped Ning Rongrong up and sat her on a nearby bench.
"I'm fine, it's just my eyes hurt so much!" Ning Rongrong's eyes were teary, allowing Xiao Wu to gently wipe away the bloodstains flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"How do you have Xiao Qiu's Spirit Ability?" Zhu Zhuqing asked her curiously.
"I…I don't know either. Xiao Qiu didn't tell me. Maybe it's his new Spirit Ability?"
Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes, which still felt a little stinging.
"Mubai! What's going on?!"
Rushed footsteps. Seeing Dai Mubai lying in a pool of blood, Flender's voice was filled with shock.
"Ning Rongrong! Shouldn't you give me an explanation?!"
Flender looked at her with a somber expression. His student, whom he had taught for so long, was injured to such an extent, almost dying!
"Dean, Dai Mubai was the one who first tried to harm Rongrong! If Rongrong didn't have a protective measure on her, she might have been bullied by this lecher!"
Xiao Wu stood in front of Ning Rongrong, looking directly at Flender, not retreating a single step even when facing the pressure of a Spirit Saint.
"That's right, if you don't believe me, you can ask Tang San and Oscar! They also saw the whole process!"
Zhu Zhuqing also stood beside Xiao Wu, pointing at the two who were helping Dai Mubai up.
"Little Ao?" Flender looked at Oscar with suspicion.
Facing their gazes, Oscar just nodded affirmatively.
"It was indeed Boss Dai who made the first move, to harm Rongrong first…"
"…"
Hearing Oscar's description, Flender was silent for a moment, his face still fluctuating between anger and uncertainty.
"Even so, could Mubai really do something to Ning Rongrong? You went too far!"
"This attack isn't something I can control; it triggers whenever someone tries to harm me," Ning Rongrong also stood up and explained.
"Moreover, if he had really touched me, it wouldn't have ended this simply!"
Ning Rongrong's gaze towards Dai Mubai was filled with bone-chilling coldness.
She was already Xiao Qiu's.
This lecher actually dared to try and touch her, he deserved it!
Flender's heart trembled. Seeing the lingering fear and hatred in her eyes, he knew that Ning Rongrong was right.
Given her identity, if anything truly happened to her, if she suffered any harm.
The lives of everyone in Shrek wouldn't be enough to compensate!
'Sigh! This kid Mubai usually just plays around outside the academy, but he actually dared to lay hands on his own classmate… and her status isn't even lower than his.'
Flender didn't know what else to say, looking at Dai Mubai with some helplessness.
"Dean, I think it's best to quickly take Mubai to a healing Spirit Master for treatment, otherwise, it might have a negative impact on his future Spirit Master career!"
Tang San looked at Dai Mubai's condition, somewhat worried, urging Flender to send him for treatment as soon as possible.
"Hmm! I'll take him now. The rest of you can return to the academy on your own after the Spirit Arena match is over!"
Flender took Dai Mubai from Tang San's hands. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say to Ning Rongrong.
"Ning Rongrong, when Mubai recovers, I will personally make him apologize to you."
"No need! He's already so severely injured, let's just forget about it…"
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Ning Rongrong also felt a lingering fear.
"Alright!" Flender nodded, then quickly walked out of the Soto Great Spirit Arena and flew away.
He felt a bit bitter inside.
What kind of people were in this academy!
One by one, their teachers couldn't afford to offend them!
With Zhao Wuji being brutally beaten by Tang Hao as a precedent.
Now, he didn't want to provoke the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, that enormous entity, without reason, especially since it also had Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who were even more renowned than Tang Hao.
His humble Spirit Saint couldn't afford to be injured!
Watching Flender leave, the waiting room suddenly fell silent.
It wasn't until the announcer on the Spirit Arena urged Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu to go on stage again that everyone reacted.
"Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, I'm fine, you two go on with your Spirit Arena match first!"
"Okay, then Rongrong, you wait for us here!"
After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu headed towards the Spirit Arena passage, preparing to go on stage.
…
Towards the Soto City gate.
Xiao Qiu was rushing towards the Spirit Arena.
Suddenly sensing something, he looked up at the sky.
A figure flew overhead, with a pair of eagle wings on its back.
'That should be the Four-Eyed Owl…Flender, right!'
With his Sharingan, tinged with purple energy, he could easily discern the appearance of the figure in the sky, as well as the bloodied arm hanging down.
Without delay, Xiao Qiu continued to walk forward.
After entering the city gate.
Xiao Qiu sensed that Amaterasu had been triggered, so he immediately rushed towards that direction.
Along the way, he fully utilized the X-ray vision of his Sharingan, searching for Ning Rongrong and the others' whereabouts.
The two High Priests of the Spirit Hall would arrive in Soto City tomorrow morning.
He also had to find Xiao Wu before they arrived, to prevent any accidents.
Before long, Xiao Qiu had already arrived at the entrance of the Soto Great Spirit Arena.
His steps halted, and his breathing began to quicken.
His heart was filled with mixed emotions: fear, heaviness, joy. All sorts of feelings surged within him.
"Phew," he let out a long sigh.
"Heh heh. I wonder if that silly rabbit, whom I haven't seen in years, will still recognize me? And Zhuqing too."
A slight smile reappeared on Ye Qiu's lips, and he solemnly lifted his foot, walking inside.
Before entering the Great Spirit Arena, he had already scouted it out.
He hadn't expected Tang Hao not to be in the vicinity at this time.
He wondered where he had gone to beg for drinks again, relying on cheap alcohol to numb himself.
However.
Whether he was here or not.
It posed no great threat to the current Ye Qiu.
It was naturally better if he wasn't here.
Even if he was, he wouldn't recognize, or even remember, Ye Qiu anymore.
Moreover, tomorrow, Ye Qiu would find a way.
To expose Tang Hao right under the noses of the two High Priests, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo!
If he couldn't kill him, at the very least, he could make him afraid to move around Soto City!
Ye Qiu composed himself and walked towards the registration badge area.
...
In the waiting room.
Only Ning Rongrong and Oscar were still sitting there.
Tang San had already been called up to the stage for a one-on-one Soul Arena match.
As for Ma Hongjun, he had disappeared after his Soul Arena match ended.
Ning Rongrong held a small mirror in her hand, gently wiping and rubbing around her eyes.
In the mirror, Oscar appeared, looking as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.
She put down the mirror and turned to look at him.
"Oscar, do you have something to say?"
"Gulp~"
Oscar swallowed, a little scared, not daring to meet her gaze, and his eyes had lost their usual lewdness.
"Rongrong, do you… do you have someone you like?"
"Hmm?"
Ning Rongrong looked at him strangely.
"Why would you ask such a stupid question? Haven't I made it obvious enough?"
"Haha... so that's how it is."
Oscar let out two fake laughs, his expression crestfallen.
Of course, he could tell, but he still held onto a shred of hope.
He had finally found a girl he fell in love with at first sight, and it was over before it even began!
Seeing Oscar's appearance, a hint of shrewdness appeared in Ning Rongrong's eyes.
"Actually, even if I didn't have someone I liked, it would still be impossible for us!"
"Why?!" Oscar looked at her strangely.
Ning Rongrong held up two fingers, her expression serious, and looked at him with calm eyes.
"Two reasons! First, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's ancestral motto states that direct descendants within the Sect must marry Battle Spirit Masters!"
"What kind of ancestral motto is that?!" Oscar was stunned, truly unable to understand such a ridiculous rule.
"For the powerful continuation of the Sect, and for the safety of its members, we need a powerful partner!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong was like a leader, her voice solemn, and her eyes held a hint of amusement as she looked at Oscar.
"You, a food system Spirit Master, what can you use to protect me? What can you use to uphold the honor of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Will you bludgeon enemies to death with your Sausage? Or will you make them explode from overeating?"
Oscar fell silent.
He wasn't foolish; upon careful thought, he had to admit that this ancestral motto indeed had its reasons.
But he was still a little unwilling to give up.
"What about the second reason?"
"The second reason is even simpler! Simply put, it's…"
Ning Rongrong smiled faintly, her expression suddenly becoming haughty, and she glanced at him indifferently, her voice cold.
"What is my status, and what is your standing?! Don't you have any self-awareness?"
Buzz~
Upon hearing her words, Oscar's mind suddenly buzzed.
His body trembled, his already pale face grew even paler, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.
Ning Rongrong's cold words were like a tsunami, extinguishing the flame of hope in his heart!
"Hmph! Don't give Miss that deadpan look; it makes others think your feelings for me are so deep! I'm afraid even you don't believe that, do you?"
Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, frowning and glaring at him.
"Hehe... This, this is not a memorial, oh no, just a sigh, just a sigh!"
Oscar chuckled awkwardly.
Ning Rongrong was right; he had only known her for a day or two.
Even if he had a good impression, it couldn't be said to be very deep.
"It's best if you understand that!" Ning Rongrong nodded with satisfaction, then looked at him curiously.
"Oscar, do you have anywhere to go after graduation?"
"!" Hearing her question, Oscar's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her in surprise.
"Rongrong... what do you mean by that?"
"Can't you tell? Of course, I'm inviting you to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! With your talent, the Sect will definitely cultivate you greatly, and as for your lifelong matters, Miss can even help you set up a match, how about it?"
Regarding Oscar, the first food system Spirit Master with innate full spirit power in history.
Ning Rongrong naturally knew how great his potential was.
Currently, aside from being a bit lewd, he didn't have any major flaws.
As a qualified Miss, recruiting talent for the Sect was also her duty!
"W-what if I don't join?"
Oscar's Adam's apple bobbed, and Ning Rongrong and Flender's conversation echoed in his mind.
"What? You wouldn't really think you could threaten the position of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, would you?"
Ning Rongrong looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"Ah haha, of course not! I still have some self-awareness."
Oscar scratched his head awkwardly; he knew his own situation. He wasn't really that serious about cultivation.
Besides, they had strength in numbers, and he was just a lone commoner Spirit Master.
"Alright! Miss has said what needs to be said; you can consider it yourself!"
"Ah!"
No sooner had she spoken than Ning Rongrong suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
A body had already snuggled up next to her, and an arm had wrapped around her waist.
"Who are you? Let go of Rongrong quickly!"
Oscar had just stood up to pounce on the suddenly appearing figure, but Ning Rongrong was faster than him.
"Ah! Ye Qiu! You're finally here!"
After seeing clearly, Ning Rongrong almost jumped up in excitement, immediately embracing his neck and leaning into his arms.
"Ye Qiu?"
Oscar stood dumbfounded, watching the young man in front of him, who held Ning Rongrong in his arms.
Blue, semi-long, messy hair, clear blue eyes, and that face, even more handsome than his own.
More importantly, it was his aura.
Although he was simply dressed in white, he still exuded an air of nobility.
Oscar's heart was bitter; at this moment, his last shred of hope had also dissipated.
"Miss Rongrong! You have quite the eloquence."
Ye Qiu had already been here for a while, just waiting for her to finish speaking.
He suddenly realized that when Ning Rongrong put on her Miss act, it had a unique charm.
"Of course! I'm going to be the future Sect Master!"
Ning Rongrong buried her head in his neck, breathing greedily.
After only a few days apart, she already missed the faint fragrance on Ye Qiu's body.
Ye Qiu also noticed Oscar, who was still standing to the side, and nodded slightly, greeting him.
Oscar also forced a smile and sat back down.
"Rongrong, are you hurt?" Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the beauty in his arms.
"No, thanks to your Spirit Ability! But my eyes hurt a bit; they're bleeding!"
Ning Rongrong tilted her head, pouting, and looked at Ye Qiu with a mournful gaze.
She pointed at her eyes, a blush appearing on her face, and her voice was soft.
"Will you blow on them for me? Please?"
"Mm!" Ye Qiu smiled and agreed, gently blowing warm air towards her eyes.
Like a warm spring breeze, delicate flowers bloomed on Ning Rongrong's pretty face, and her eyes held a hint of spring.
"Mmm!"
Before he could blow a few times, Ning Rongrong directly pulled Ye Qiu by his collar and gave him a fierce kiss.
"Hehe..." Looking at Ye Qiu's glistening lips, Ning Rongrong smiled contentedly.
Ye Qiu merely chuckled, wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth.
A moment of silence.
"Oh, right! Where are Xiao Wu and the others?"
"..." Hearing his question, Ning Rongrong's expression darkened.
She looked at him resentfully.
"Hmph! I knew you weren't here just for me!"
"I!"
Ye Qiu's words caught in his throat for a moment.
Saying he was specifically here to see them seemed quite shameless.
Not far away, Oscar, who understood what it meant to avoid impropriety.
As he listened to their conversation, his expression gradually became shocked.
That strange Black Flame that injured Boss Dai, it was actually his Spirit Ability!
And from what he heard, that guy named Ye Qiu actually had a close relationship with both Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing!
How could Miss Ning Rongrong tolerate that?!
...
Looking at the silent Ye Qiu, Ning Rongrong gave him a fierce glare.
Always like this, would it kill him to say something sweet?!
"Hmph! They're having a Soul Arena match up there!"
She snorted coldly, pointing towards the sub-Soul Arena where Xiao Wu and the others were.
"My apologies."
Ye Qiu gave two dry laughs, said nothing, but lightly kissed Ning Rongrong on the cheek.
Seeing her expression soften, he then looked at the battle happening in the Soul Arena.
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