Chapter 20: The Next Match

Tang San stepped forward and took the initiative to greet him: "Lin Yu, why are you here?"

When enemies meet, their eyes burn with extra fury.

Zhou Yu forcibly suppressed this surge of emotion, a faint smile curving his lips as he said calmly: "This is the Great Spirit Arena. Since I am here, I am naturally here to participate in soul fighting."

Having spoken, he glanced around and saw no sign of Ning Rongrong.

Only then did he recall that she must have been left behind at Shrek Academy.

Thus, Zhou Yu pretended not to know, stepped forward, and politely asked: "Dean Flender, did Rongrong not come along?"

At this moment, Dai Mubai answered first: "Ning Rongrong violated school rules, so Dean Flender scolded her a few times, so..."

"I see, truly my apologies for causing trouble for you, Dean."

Zhou Yu chuckled lightly and continued with a sincere attitude: "In the future, I ask that you look after us; this junior here first conveys the Sect Master's deepest gratitude to you!"

Hearing these words, Tang San and the others mistakenly thought Zhou Yu was using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's prestige to pressure Shrek Academy.

However, Flender knew the other party had no such intention and immediately replied with a smile: "Trouble you to inform Sect Master Ning; I, this inferior one, shall certainly not fail the trust placed in me!"

"Thank you, Dean; this junior will certainly deliver the message."

Having finished speaking, Zhou Yu shifted the topic: "I suppose you are also here to train at the Soul Fighting Arena? How about... I go bring Rongrong here as well?"

Flender understood his meaning, nodding lightly to indicate agreement.

When Zhou Yu arrived at Shrek, he saw two figures outside the academy gate.

By the moonlight, he immediately recognized them as Ning Rongrong and that Oscar.

Ning Rongrong appeared to have recovered much of her spirits, her beautiful little face once again wearing a gentle smile.

She sat on a large stone, swinging her two long legs, looking as if lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Oscar's complexion looked somewhat unpleasant; his brows were slightly furrowed, and he occasionally stole glances at Ning Rongrong beside him, his eyes revealing a hint of unwillingness.

It seemed his Sausage did not suit this young lady's taste.

Zhou Yu stepped forward and called out: "Rongrong!"

Hearing the call, Ning Rongrong jumped down from the stone and ran forward with great joy: "Lin Yu, why have you come?"

Zhou Yu raised his hand, gently stroking the back of her head, and said in a gentle tone: "Naturally to see you, and incidentally... to take you somewhere."

This intimate gesture made Oscar, standing aside, so angry that his back teeth nearly ground to dust.

"Really? Where? Take me there quickly..."

Hearing she could go out, Ning Rongrong immediately became overjoyed.

Seeing this, Oscar said with great dissatisfaction: "Lin Yu, do not forget, Rongrong is now a student of our Shrek."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu smiled slightly: "I have already obtained Dean Flender's consent, but I can only take Rongrong alone to the Great Spirit Arena. As for you, I seem to have forgotten to ask."

"The Great Spirit Arena?"

Oscar was very surprised; he never expected their first training session would take them to such a place.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Ning Rongrong became even more impatient and hurriedly asked: "Lin Yu, is it that Soul Fighting Arena you often go to?"

"Mm, that's right."

"Previously, within the sect, Elder Sword and Elder Bone absolutely refused to let you and me go train together."

"But now, with Dean Flender as a shield, even if they find out, they will go settle the score with him, hehe..."

Zhou Yu curled his lips, deliberately making a mischievous expression for Oscar to see.

Although Oscar was very angry, he could only watch helplessly as Zhou Yu took Ning Rongrong away.

Arriving at the Great Spirit Arena, accompanied by Zhou Yu, Ning Rongrong completed the registration procedures for the Soul Fighting Arena.

At this moment, the duo of Tang San and Xiao Wu were engaged in a duel. Zhou Yu stopped to watch, wanting to take this opportunity to learn more about their methods.

Opposing them was a pair of brothers.

The Tie Brothers in the Soul Fighting Arena had their bodies tightly bound by Blue Silver Grass; sharp spikes pierced their flesh, poison taking effect, and they were visibly unable to move.

Their only hope rested on the final strike of their Iron Hammers; as long as they could knock down Tang San, the bindings on their bodies would be resolved.

In a flash of lightning and spark, Tang San made his decision.

He sent a Blue Silver Grass without spikes soaring into the air, wrapping it around Xiao Wu's slender waist, then pulled hard, flinging her outward.

The Tie Brothers' Iron Hammers could track opponents, but only within a certain angle.

He flung Xiao Wu in the direction opposite to the Iron Hammer, and indeed she escaped the desperate attack range of the Iron Hammer.

However, another Iron Hammer had already reached his front at the very moment he flung Xiao Wu.

Tang San activated the Mysterious Jade Hand with both palms, spun his body rapidly, and struck with full force; seven consecutive palm strikes hit the Iron Hammer almost simultaneously.

The opponent's full-power strike was finally deflected by Control Crane Capturing Dragon by a foot, missing Tang San directly.

Unfortunately, he could not completely avoid the attack; his chest was struck by the Iron Hammer.

His body somersaulted in the air; before he even touched the ground, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu, still in mid-air, seeing Tang San injured and vomiting blood, instantly became furious, her killing intent surging: "Bastards, you seek death."

As her words fell, she raised both hands, and six dark shadows shot out from her sleeves; these were the Silent Sleeve Arrows.

The short arrows aimed directly at the most vulnerable parts of the Iron Brothers: their eyes.

The penetration power of the Silent Sleeve Arrow was extremely strong; once it struck the eyes, its force was sufficient to pierce through their skulls.

However, this soul fight was merely a game of strategy; killing blows were forbidden for both sides.

"Xiao Wu, do not!"

Tang San's urgent cry rose, and six flashes of cold light instantly flew out from his waist with his right hand.

The short arrow was knocked flying by six Willow Leaf Flying Knives when it was still a single inch from the Iron Blood Brothers' eyes.

Xiao Wu flipped in mid-air and landed on the ground, her little face flushed red with anger: "Brother, what are you doing? I want to kill them!"

She glared at the two Iron Blood Brothers, wishing she could swallow them alive.

Tang San shook his head and said, "This is a sparring match. We can't kill anyone."

Then he turned his gaze to the Iron Blood Brothers, whose faces had gone deathly pale: "The two of you, this soul battle should count as our win, yes?"

The two brothers had narrowly escaped death—how would they dare say otherwise? They hurriedly nodded and said, "Many thanks to the young brother for saving our lives. We concede!"

Zhou Yu, in the stands, once again caught sight of the Silent Sleeve Arrow, and killing intent instantly flared in his eyes.

"Lin Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Rongrong at his side noticed and asked, puzzled.

"Nothing. I just didn't expect that, at such a young age, her strikes could be so vicious."

Zhou Yu quickly covered it up, his expression returning to calm, then asked, "How about it? Want to go down and give it a try? I'll team with you for one round?"

"Really? Bring it on then—who's afraid of who!"

Ning Rongrong feared neither heaven nor earth; if she could enter the fight, of course she was only too eager.

Zhou Yu chuckled and added, "However, if we want to win, we'll still need to rely on the Desert Eagle."

"Mm, I was just about to observe how it's used as well."

With that, Ning Rongrong took out the Desert Eagle that originally belonged to Zhou Yu and placed it in his hand.

(End of chapter)