Boom!
A terrifying pressure swept through the arena, centered on Xiao Tian. With but a cold glance and a single word, his voice thundered in the stands—
"Shut up."
The mocking spectators—those who seconds ago jeered at Xiao Wu, calling her a "rabbit destined to be eaten"—felt their very chests constrict. Sword intent pressed down like a blade on their throats; even the air seemed to harden.
Some paled instantly, realizing that this boy radiated a force far above theirs. Truth pierced their hearts: if we anger him further, even from the stands, our lives may not be guaranteed.
Others who thought to stir more ridicule opened their mouths—only to choke on their tongues when they noticed the calm elder standing beside Xiao Tian. Chen Xin, Sword Douluo, sat there with crossed hands, his sword aura silently coiled like a waiting dragon.
The sharper ones shut up at once and lowered their heads.
No fool dared test their luck.
…
On the stage, Dai Mubai threw his mane of blonde hair back with a harsh laugh.
"Hah! You see, Xiao Wu? The audience doesn't believe in you either!"
His tiger eyes gleamed with pride, a nasty grin tugging his lips.
But Xiao Wu only folded her arms and snorted. "…Hmph. Don't laugh too soon. When you cry, remember this moment."
Her sweet, girlish voice, spitting biting words, drew a quiet laugh even from Xiao Tian who watched closely from below.
The host, sensing the sharp tension, quickly raised his arm. "Then let the fight… begin!"
The gong struck.
…
Xiao Wu's eyes flared pink at once. She didn't waste even half a breath.
"—Second Soul Skill: Charm!"
From the opening frame, she went directly for the kill.
She knew Dai Mubai's strength lay in his amplifying skills. If his White Tiger Barrier or his White Tiger Vajra Transformation activated, her explosive throws would lose much of their penetration. She couldn't allow him even a second to buff himself.
The rosy glow burst into Dai Mubai's gaze. His smirk froze instantly. His hands shot up, clutching at his temples as his body swayed.
"Arrgh…"
In that instant, visions assaulted his mind—fantasies of his past debaucheries, warm fragrance, twin shadows pressing at his sides… illusions crashing upon his soul.
"Tch—"
Tang San's eyes darkened in the audience. His hands clenched tight. Not good. Boss Dai didn't resist the charm in time. He'll be taken in one move!
Gasps surged across the crowd. The "weak rabbit" they mocked had just enslaved a white tiger in an instant.
Zhu Zhuqing stood apart, frost standing tall in the glint of her cat eyes. She said nothing. But her aura deepened colder by the breath. Watching Dai Mubai—her fiancé—so easily lured by Xiao Wu's bewitchment? It only confirmed what she already knew, what she already despised.
Below, Xiao Wu's lips curved slightly. So this is the so-called White Tiger Emperor? Still so easily toyed with.
Her slender legs stomped forward, and her figure blurred.
Teleport!
In a flash, she appeared behind him. Her foot stomped power into the ground as she bent her body in arch.
"First Soul Skill—Waist Bow!"
Her petite body twisted in acrobatic grace, flinging Dai Mubai into the air.
"Exploding Eight-stage Throw!"
First stage: Volley and circling smash!
Her heel slammed into Dai Mubai's shin, cracking into bone with dull thunder. His eyes snapped wide, reality ripping him half-conscious—yet he was already airborne, helpless.
"Ahhh!"
His scream cut the air. But Xiao Wu's chain had only begun.
Her figure flickered.
Second stage: Six consecutive teleport kick-flips!
Boom—boom—boom!
Each teleport, a new kick, perfectly finding weak points on Dai Mubai's body. Abdomen, ribs, shoulder joints—no mercy spared. The attacks bent him like a shrimp curling tighter every time.
Above, Xiao Wu clenched her legs tight, leaped higher, and disappeared with another teleport—
Until she reappeared above her prey.
Suspended for a heartbeat, she smiled lightly, almost playfully, eyes half-moon arcs.
"No one has yet tasted my final strike. Simba, you should feel honored."
On the stage's edge, Ma Hongjun immediately felt ice spike his spine at that smile. He remembered. That same smile when she held him down last time—the violent rabbit that left even a phoenix trembling.
"Tch… Oscar!" he hissed in cold panic. "Get sausages ready! Boss Dai's finished. He won't even stand after this…"
Xiao Tian shook his head from below, lips curving calmly upward.
"Dai Mubai was reckless. He had no spiritual resistance techniques—not even using his first skill before rushing in. Against Xiao Wu's charm, only something like my Purple Demon Eye training could resist. Tang San himself would be shaken if he forgot to activate it… let alone Boss Dai. He deserves what comes."
Tang San's brows pinched unhappily at that jab. But he turned, forcing steadiness to his tone. "Teacher… Shouldn't we stop Xiao Wu?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes stayed narrow. He exhaled slowly and shook his head.
"It's too late. Xiao Wu's final kick is already in execution. Unless Xiao Tian intervenes, which would break the arena rules, there's no stopping it. Dai Mubai didn't concede. If anyone interrupts, the judges will rule Xiao Wu as disqualified."
Oscar panicked, sweat dripping. His peach blossom eyes flicked back and forth desperately before finally calling out, "Xiao Tian! Please! Stop Xiao Wu, or pull them apart before Boss Dai gets wrecked. Surely you don't want our first team fight ruined?"
Xiao Tian turned his gaze. His voice chilled, dismissive, slicing through the plea.
"Get lost. If you want to save him, you run up there. Do you not see stopping her now would risk hurting Xiao Wu more? Better Dai Mubai eats his loss. Better he learn pain."
The venom laced in his cold voice silenced Oscar instantly.
Ning Rongrong laughed openly, hardly bothering to hide her amusement. "Oscar, you're the shameless one here. If you want to save Boss Dai, yell out and concede on his behalf! Don't push Xiao Tian to do your dirty work."
Oscar's face turned pale. Words died in his throat.
On the ring—
"Final strike—Aerial 1080 Spin Kick!"
Xiao Wu teleported above Dai Mubai one last time, spiraled through three devastating rotations, and smashed her heel like a thunder hammer into his spine.
Crack!
The giant arena floor fractured under the impact. Echoing bangs reverberated as debris shook.
"ARGHHHH!"
Dai Mubai spat blood, consciousness scattering—before collapsing completely limp, fainted out cold.
The crowd went silent as death. The only noise was the faint wind sifting through high curtains.
A rabbit girl. Fragile frame. Adorable face. Destroying the tiger prince in one move chain.
No buffs. No chance given.
The previously mocking spectators choked, their hair standing cold. She's a demon wearing a rabbit's skin.
…
On the stands, Xiao Tian sat with easy calm. His words murmured into the crackling silence: "…Look carefully. That is Xiao Wu's true strength."
And truly, the audience looked—and finally understood.
Those who had laughed earlier now dripped sweat from their foreheads. They had only survived Xiao Tian's warning glare because Xiao Wu had kindly directed her fury onto Dai Mubai instead of them.
They owed their lives to his restraint. Gratitude flickered inside them, muting their earlier arrogance.
…
On stage, Xiao Wu landed lightly as though strolling across grass. She turned, brushing a lock of hair behind one ear, then caught Xiao Tian's gaze.
Her entire expression softened into bright, childlike joy. She bounded toward him, eyes flashing mischievously.
"Brother, how about that? I'm awesome, right? That despicable Dai wanted to look down on me—but I knocked him out with just my Eight-stage Exploding Throw! Hehe!"
Her rabbit ears twitched proudly.
Xiao Tian chuckled softly, his hand reaching forward to ruffle those ears gently. "Yes, Xiao Wu. That was brilliant."
The sudden image—violent rabbit turned soft kitten before this boy—made the audience shudder again.
The same girl who turned herself into a whirlwind of blades now smiles shyly like a maiden by his side? What kind of relationship is this?
It was as if she were two people—feral beast on the stage, gentle sweetheart beside Xiao Tian.
Fans in the crowd began murmuring, whispering scandalous guesses about their bond.
…
Meanwhile, Flender had already flown onto the ring with Oscar's sausage clutched tightly. He stuffed the recovery item into Dai Mubai's mouth, forcing his jaws open.
The audience gasped once more. Wait—are they all on the same team? Then why did the rabbit destroy the tiger without mercy?
Huge waves of gossip churned, tongues wagging. Already, minds painted an intense soap opera.
Could it be that Dai Mubai chased the violent rabbit's love and was bitterly rejected, turning affection into hatred? And now—punished cruelly by her in front of all?
The crowd's imaginations burned hotter than the actual match.
But to everyone else inside Shrek, one thing was indisputable. Tonight, the violent rabbit had shaken the entire soul arena to its core.
And the only one she bowed to afterward—was Xiao Tian.
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