Chapter 93: Women Are Not Population, They Are Resources

"Violent gorillas?" Shi Quan recognized the martial souls of the two men.

At the same time, two yellow and one purple, three soul rings emerged from Shi Quan's body, and Zhu Zhuqing also followed suit with her Martial Soul Avatar.

"The match begins!" followed by the host's announcement.

The two gorilla Spirit Masters immediately charged toward Shi Quan and Zhu Zhuqing.

Shi Quan's first and second soul rings lit up simultaneously, and in an instant, phantom images ran out from all directions.

"What is this?" Zhu Zhuqing's body, which had just begun to move, jolted violently, a look of shock appearing in the depths of her eyes.

In her eyes, the flow of time seemed to have slowed down, and everything around her became exceptionally clear; wherever her gaze fell, a massive amount of information would appear in her mind—for instance, when looking at one of the gorilla Spirit Masters, her mind would automatically display the distance between her and the gorilla Spirit Master, as well as the changes in every muscle on the two men's bodies, with every subtle detail clearly manifested in her mind.

Not only that, for everything within the entire range of the arena, she didn't even need to use her eyes; all the scenery would be presented in her mind in a three-dimensional way, and as long as there was the slightest change, it would be immediately reflected in her mind.

What is this...

Zhu Zhuqing looked toward Shi Quan's direction in shock.

This, of course, was the ability of Shi Quan's Spirit Sense, but this detected and analyzed information was all analyzed by Shi Quan; with his current Mental Power, it was not difficult to analyze and share this complex information, but it wouldn't work if there were too many people.

"Zhuqing, the light spots all around represent my illusions; pay attention to finding opportunities to attack," Shi Quan's voice rang out in Zhu Zhuqing's mind.

Zhu Zhuqing's figure immediately moved.

An Agility Attack System Spirit Master should naturally hide in the darkness, launching sneak attacks, assassinations, and reconnaissance; now with Shi Quan's concealment, Zhu Zhuqing's abilities were naturally brought to their maximum potential.

Boom.

A punch landed.

Another phantom image dissipated.

"These are all fake illusions, Boss, have you found their location?"

"No."

The two gorilla Spirit Masters looked at the surrounding illusions with irritable expressions; it was their first time encountering such a bizarre martial soul, and from the start of the battle until now, they had been fighting for a long time, but everything was fake, and they inexplicably felt a bit exhausted.

Just as the two separated, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been poised and ready, finally moved.

Her dark figure appeared behind one of the gorilla Spirit Masters as if by Teleportation, her sharp claws suddenly extending to stab at his back.

Yet the combat experience of this gorilla Spirit Master was also astonishing; to be precise, they had intentionally revealed a flaw to lure Zhu Zhuqing's attack.

Almost at the same time Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared, the second soul ring beneath the gorilla Spirit Master lit up, and the hair all over his body stood up like steel needles.

A crisp clanging sound came, as if Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws had struck steel.

Zhu Zhuqing, however, did not have the slightest panic; under the detection of Spirit Sense, every move of the two gorilla Spirit Masters was clear to her, and since she dared to appear, she naturally possessed absolute confidence.

The second soul ring beneath her lit up, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure spun rapidly, her sharp, penetrating cat-claw attacks landing on the gorilla Spirit Master's back.

Ding, ding, ding—

The sound came, and soon the gorilla Spirit Master let out a shrill cry.

The Nether Hundred Claws had extreme speed, strong destructive power, and carried a piercing effect, specifically designed to break through defensive soul skills like theirs.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the attack ended, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure split into four again, sprinting and scattering in four directions.

The other gorilla Spirit Master, who had come to reinforce, released a soul skill, a red light wave smashing two of the figures, but it did not slow down Zhu Zhuqing's figure at all.

"Damn it!" The gorilla Spirit Master's eyes were blood-red; they had never felt so stifled in a tournament match.

From start to finish, they couldn't find anyone.

The Violent Combination, the Violent Gorilla's strength lay in its burst, but now they had strength they couldn't unleash; how could they not feel stifled?

Seeing his brother's flesh and blood blurred, the other gorilla Spirit Master was even more furious.

He raised his thick arms and chased after the surrounding illusions; Zhu Zhuqing's phantom figures moved rapidly across the arena, each one looking real, yet each one also looking fake.

When the real is taken for the fake, the fake becomes real.

In his anger, the other gorilla Spirit Master soon exposed another flaw.

Amidst the mixed illusions, Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws appeared again, another strike, and the battle ended.

Looking at the two Soul Elders on the stage, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief in the depths of her eyes; had she actually won so easily?

Since when could Soul Elders be defeated by her so easily?

"Such a strong ability." Zhu Zhuqing looked back at the position where Shi Quan was; from the beginning of the battle until now, Shi Quan had been standing quietly in place without moving, yet those two had failed to discover Shi Quan's exact location.

With the end of their battle, everyone's Soul Fighting Tournament matches had all concluded.

Dai Mubai looked at the two people walking out of the Two-on-Two Spirit Arena, his expression not looking good; he had watched the battle between Shi Quan and Zhu Zhuqing, one assisting and trapping the enemy, the other launching surprise attacks to defeat the enemy, the two of them coordinating with exceptional tacit understanding.

He also wanted to take Zhu Zhuqing to try a Two-on-Two Soul Elder battle, but setting aside whether Zhu Zhuqing would agree, he simply didn't have the ability to lead Zhu Zhuqing to victory.

Tang San took the initiative to speak: "Zhuang Zhou, the Dean said that today's lesson is only Soul Fighting, and once the Soul Fighting is over, we can go back."

The six people walked out of the Spirit Arena, with the sound of cheers still rising and falling behind them.

"You guys go back first. The Dean just told me to go to his shop."

As the group just walked out of the Spirit Arena, Ma Hongjun suddenly said, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his small eyes.

"Boss Dai, want to come along?"

After saying this, Ma Hongjun also pursed his lips.

Dai Mubai's expression changed, and he glared at him irritably; if it were in the past, he definitely would have gone, but now he certainly wouldn't.

"Hey, Boss Dai, when did you become so reserved and pure? Didn't you say that women don't count as population, they count as resources?" Ma Hongjun's reaction was clearly a bit slow, and seeing Dai Mubai's expression, he let out a lewd laugh, "Hehehe."

"Get lost, do you think my taste is as low as yours!" Dai Mubai couldn't help but curse.

Ma Hongjun hummed with some dissatisfaction and strode away.

"Women don't count as population, they count as resources," Zhu Zhuqing sneered, saying nothing more.

Dai Mubai hurriedly explained: "That's just Pangzi talking nonsense."

Zhu Zhuqing's expression grew colder, the depths of her eyes filled with disdain and contempt, "Filthy, you make me feel sick."

After saying this, Zhu Zhuqing turned and walked to the front with Shi Quan.

Dai Mubai ultimately could not hold back the anger in his heart and roared, "Say that again."

"I said you are disgusting," Zhu Zhuqing said directly, without even turning her head.

"You..."

Dai Mubai suddenly raised his right hand, intense white light flickering in his palm; he had never been one with a good temper, or rather, his temper was more explosive than anyone else's.

"Dai Mubai, just try laying a hand on her!"

Shi Quan's figure retreated, arriving behind Zhu Zhuqing to shield her, as a powerful mental fluctuation erupted suddenly, and a formidable pressure rushed toward them.

Martial Art: Spirit Gathering Soul Awe Technique.

The Spirit Soul martial soul was inherently a pure mental-type martial soul; the gathering of momentum and focusing of spirit from the Spirit Gathering Soul Awe Technique made Shi Quan's Mental Power much more refined than others of the same level. Combined, the substantive pressure brought about by the Spirit Gathering Soul Awe Technique had an even more astonishing effect.

The expressions of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others changed slightly; they only knew that Shi Quan had never fought with his full strength, but no one expected him to be this powerful. This feeling of pressure was likely not far off from a Soul Ancestor.

Dai Mubai looked at Shi Quan in front of Zhu Zhuqing, his expression even more furious. Tang San hurriedly spoke up, "Mu Bai, we are all from the same academy, let it go."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing turned around, her cold gaze fixed on Dai Mubai, adding fuel to the fire: "A cowardly piece of trash who runs away, does he dare to make a move?"

"..." Tang San felt speechless in his heart. He had always felt that the relationship between Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai was a bit off; the two seemed to know each other, yet also seemed like they didn't. Hearing Zhu Zhuqing say this, it was obvious that the two knew each other.

"I..." Hearing Zhu Zhuqing say this, Dai Mubai's angry expression faltered; he seemed to want to say something, but did not know how to explain it.

Roar!

A tiger-like panting sound escaped Dai Mubai's mouth, and the white light on his palm flashed and vanished; in the end, he still held it back.

The group set off on the return journey.

When they reached the academy gate, they saw the figures of Ning Rongrong and Oscar from afar.

Shi Quan's Spirit Sense had locked onto the two of them early on.

When he noticed Oscar's dejected expression, Shi Quan felt secretly pleased in his heart; it looked like this guy had indeed confessed to Ning Rongrong while they were away.

"Zhuang Zhou, Zhuqing, how were your classes today?" Ning Rongrong jumped down from a rock and asked curiously.

"We just went to the Great Soul Arena and participated in two Soul Fighting matches, nothing else," Shi Quan said with a smile.

"You went all that way just to have two fights?" Ning Rongrong pouted, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing Dai Mubai's cold expression, a bit more interest appeared in her eyes: "Yo, why the long face? What? Did you lose the match? In a bad mood?"

Dai Mubai looked at Ning Rongrong coldly, "Don't provoke me."

Ning Rongrong just smiled, "So you lost, big deal. Don't tell me you're like the Dean, where you can't even let people talk about it?"

Cold light surged in Dai Mubai's evil eyes, "Ning Rongrong. Do not challenge my patience."

"Tch, you don't have much skill, but you've learned that arrogant personality through and through, and you won't even let people talk about it." Ning Rongrong shook her head and mimicked him: "'Do not challenge my patience,' I'm so scared."

Ning Rongrong was just about to turn away, not wanting to pay any more attention to Dai Mubai.

"You..." Dai Mubai could finally no longer suppress his anger. If the White Tiger doesn't show its might, you really take me for a sick cat. A powerful aura surged suddenly, his soul power erupted in an instant, and Ning Rongrong's body was sent flying away almost in the blink of an eye...