Chapter 34: I Am Waiting For You At Shrek Academy

Wu Qi did not care about the commotion in the spectator stands.

As for the current situation on the ring, he had already gained an absolute advantage.

Furthermore, under the enhancement of the Spirit Luan Martial Sky Art, he whipped up a gust of wind around his body; with every strike of his Feather Blade, the power climbed continuously.

The essence of the Spirit Luan Martial Sky Art was similar to the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique of the Clear Sky Sect.

However, the method of stacking attack power was not as violent as the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, but as he stirred up gusts of wind, his figure became as agile as a swimming dragon, making it impossible for his opponent to lock onto him.

Wu Qi had never witnessed the true Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, but if it were truly compared to the Spirit Luan Martial Sky Art, the latter would surely win completely.

Dai Mubai was beaten so badly by his offensive that he could not find his bearings; he wanted to resist, but his heart was willing while his strength was insufficient.

Relying on the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Dai Mubai could only struggle to hold on.

"Why does an Agility Attack System Spirit Master possess such powerful attack power!"

Dai Mubai was filled with confusion in his heart.

In his understanding, an Agility Attack System Spirit Master did not have an advantage when facing a Power Attack System Spirit Master, especially under the restrictions of the ring's area; an Agility Attack System Spirit Master was simply no match for a Power Attack System Spirit Master.

Yet the Wu Qi before his eyes could not be described by common logic at all.

Possessing powerful attack power while simultaneously having the extreme speed of an Agility Attack System Spirit Master—what the hell was he supposed to fight with?

Dai Mubai did not doubt for a moment that if he had not had an advantage in soul power level, he would have lost this match long ago.

Just as he thought Wu Qi would take this opportunity to eliminate him, the latter suddenly withdrew his offensive and his figure hovered in mid-air.

Defeating Dai Mubai using the extreme Spirit Luan Martial Sky Art would consume a large amount of soul power.

He had a "cheaper" way; there was no need to use a butcher's knife to slaughter a chicken!

Dai Mubai managed to catch his breath, and looking at Wu Qi hovering in mid-air, he smiled and said, "Such a swift and fierce offensive must consume a lot of your soul power."

"Your strength is indeed very strong, and I, Dai Mubai, acknowledge you as a brother. But I will unceremoniously accept the fruits of victory in this Spirit Fighting match."

Wu Qi did not answer and flapped his wings again.

Dai Mubai was no fool; having had the previous probing, he was clear about the soul skill the opponent was about to release.

At the same time, he became even more firm in his judgment.

"Just a First Soul Skill cannot defeat me."

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation state had already been broken, but he still had the soul power to execute his First Soul Skill.

According to the previous probing, his First Soul Skill was enough to block Wu Qi's First Soul Skill.

"Arrogant!"

Wu Qi sneered in his heart.

This time, what he released was not his First Soul Skill.

The Yu Feng Flying Blade had long been practiced by him into a Self-Created Soul Skill, and the power of a Self-Created Soul Skill increased with the rise of soul power.

At this moment, the power of the Yu Feng Flying Blade was equivalent to his Third Soul Skill.

Thousands of Feather Blades condensed into a large blade, and under his control, it slashed toward the opponent.

Dai Mubai assumed a defensive posture.

No matter how a First Soul Skill changed, its power would not exceed a certain limit.

Wu Qi's previous misdirection had taken effect.

Aside from executing his First Soul Skill, Dai Mubai did not use any other means to defend.

The large blade slashed down, instantly shattering the White Tiger Body-Protecting Barrier; Dai Mubai's expression changed abruptly, and at this moment, wanting to defend was already too late.

The match ended, and the spectator stands erupted with a sound like a mountain collapsing and a sea roaring, calling out Wu Qi's title.

"Phoenix Crying Spirit Luan!"

In this match, Wu Qi displayed extremely strong strength with elegant moves.

People all have a tendency to admire the strong, not to mention that he was handsome in appearance himself.

Dai Mubai slumped on the ring, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Just now at the final moment, if he hadn't voluntarily conceded, that large blade formed by the Feather Blades would likely have easily taken his life.

After the match, he also realized that he had underestimated his opponent. At the same time, the misdirection Wu Qi had used on him at the beginning had laid the groundwork for his defeat.

The current Dai Mubai was still that devil-may-care person, his thinking not yet poisoned by Yu Xiaogang.

It was not his first time losing in a Spirit Fighting match, and he just laughed it off.

"Brother, you're impressive; what should I call you?" Dai Mubai climbed to his feet, his expression showing no disappointment, but rather anticipation for the next match with the opponent.

Wu Qi nodded and responded with his name in a lukewarm manner.

"Alright, Brother Wu, I'll be waiting for you at Shrek Academy; after school starts, we'll have another spar."

Having said that, without giving Wu Qi a chance to respond, he gave a carefree smile and walked off the ring.

Wu Qi thought to himself, "I'm afraid you will never wait for me."

Returning to the spectator stands, Qiangu Changkong's match had also concluded.

Having achieved a good start, Qiangu Changkong did not forget to show off his battle record.

"That old brat has lived for so many years, yet his use of his martial soul is quite crude; I didn't even use much strength, and he was defeated."

As for Wu Qi's battle record, even without asking, he knew the result.

The opponent could even kill a Soul Ancestor; how could he possibly lose to a greenhorn who had never seen blood?

Wu Qi said, "We are the beneficiaries; our elders have explored martial souls for a long time and possess extremely high attainments themselves. Although we are walking the same old path they did back then, we have safely avoided many of the 'traps' in between."

"Therefore, for the strength we possess today, we still have to thank the older generation for their contributions."

"Of course, don't get too cocky either; in the initial stages, we can borrow the experience of our predecessors, but in the future, we must ultimately walk our own path to have a chance to become an existence like the Great High Priest."

"Also, you should break through to level thirty as soon as possible; after that, we will start two-on-two Spirit Fighting."

The rules of the Great Spirit Arena limit each person to participating in only one Spirit Fighting match of each type per day.

Once two-on-two Spirit Fighting begins, the speed at which we earn points will only increase.

Qiangu Changkong explained helplessly, "Haste makes waste; Grandfather says I still need to settle down and consolidate."

After the Spirit Fighting ended, the two had just walked out of the Great Spirit Arena area when over a dozen young women rushed up and surrounded Wu Qi.

These women were dressed in expensive clothing, and their family backgrounds were certainly wealthy.

Wu Qi's performance in the Great Spirit Arena had completely captured their hearts.

Wu Qi looked helpless; these women kept rubbing against him, making it impossible for him to clear the crowd.

Forced by necessity, he cast a "help me" look toward Qiangu Changkong.

The latter felt sour inside, but was still willing to step in and help.

"Look quickly, that's Chrysanthemum Douluo!"

Qiangu Changkong shouted at the top of his lungs.

A Title Douluo was clearly more attractive than Wu Qi; the women hurriedly turned their heads to look, and Wu Qi took the opportunity to activate his martial soul and fly away through the air, avoiding these fanatical "fans."

After being defeated by Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun behaved himself and did not dare to cause trouble for the two again.

Three days later, on the day before Shrek Academy was set to open, Tang San and Xiao Wu stepped into Suotuo City.

Just like in the original timeline, they got into a fight with Dai Mubai at the Meigui Jiudian over a guest room.

That afternoon, the two of them wandered around the city and arrived at Flender's small shop.

The Crystal-Embedded Gold had already been bought by Wu Qi, so Tang San was destined to return empty-handed.

When leaving Flender's small shop, Tang San inexplicably felt a palpitation, as if something that originally belonged to him had drifted away from him.

"Brother San, what's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was off, Xiao Wu asked with a look of concern.

"It's nothing." Tang San only felt it was inexplicable and did not take the matter to heart.

(End of this chapter)