"One-on-one soul duel: Spicy Rabbit Head vs. Soft-Boned Charm Rabbit. Fighters, please enter the arena!"
With the host's booming announcement, Xiao Wu stormed onto the stage, her face dark with anger.
Her decision was firm—she had to teach this "Spicy Rabbit Head" a lesson.
What kind of ridiculous name is that? Is he asking for a beating?
She was determined to pound him until he couldn't tell night from day, leaving him half-dead.
Moments later, Ye Hao appeared, wearing the Emperor Team's uniform with the academy emblem deliberately concealed. Donning Ye Lingling's mask, he stepped onto the stage slowly, all under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of spectators.
Sitting in the audience, Tang San's gaze suddenly sharpened. There was something peculiar about this "Spicy Rabbit Head."
"Xiao San…"
Dai Mubai leaned in to speak but hesitated. When he caught sight of the murderous glint in Tang San's eyes, he wisely swallowed his words.
He knew that look. Tang San was dead serious now.
"Is something wrong, Boss Dai?" Tang San asked calmly.
Dai Mubai shook his head. "Nothing."
But in his mind, Tang San's reaction cemented a theory.
"Spicy Rabbit Head?" Tang San muttered through gritted teeth. The name reminded him of someone—Ye Hao.
Ye Hao had once delighted in tormenting Xiao Wu by eating spicy rabbit heads right in front of her. To Xiao Wu, it had been nothing short of torture—watching her "descendants" devoured as she, the ancestor, could do nothing but endure.
Dai Mubai chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "What do you think, Xiao San? Can Xiao Wu win this match?"
His tone was lighthearted, ready to enjoy the show. Anyone bold enough to pick such a name was practically inviting trouble.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun also joined the playful banter. Memories of Xiao Wu's Exploding Eight Stage Throw came flooding back—especially when Ma Hongjun had been on the receiving end. The thought alone made them shudder.
However, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong remained indifferent, their expressions serene.
To them, the title "Shrek Academy" had become a joke. The "Shrek Seven Devils" were little more than a farce. After witnessing Tang San's actions, both women had grown disillusioned with the academy and its members. They now longed to graduate and leave this "trash" institution behind.
"Are you the so-called 'Spicy Rabbit Head'?" Xiao Wu's eyes burned with fury as she glared at Ye Hao.
With a faint smile, Ye Hao replied, "Indeed. Spicy rabbit head is my favorite dish. Add a little cumin, and the flavor is even better."
"AAAARGH!!!" Xiao Wu screamed in rage. "I'll show you what happens to people like you!"
Her energy surged, and the tension on the stage reached its peak.
Ye Hao said nothing. Instead, he raised his middle finger—a perfect imitation of what that other soul master had done to Xiao Wu during the team battle.
The provocation worked. Xiao Wu's face twisted in anger, and with no further words, the battle began.
"One-on-one soul duel: Spicy Rabbit Head vs. Soft-Boned Charm Rabbit. Fight!"
As the host's declaration rang out, three soul rings materialized at Xiao Wu's feet: two yellow and one purple. Her body became enveloped in white fur, and her rabbit ears twitched with life.
Without hesitation, her third soul ring lit up—her Teleportation skill. Xiao Wu vanished in an instant.
"Starting with a third soul skill?" Ye Hao muttered with mock disbelief. "This rabbit has no sense of fairness. I haven't even activated my martial soul yet…"
Suddenly, Xiao Wu reappeared behind him. Her flexible, boneless body twisted mid-air, and her slender leg swung down in a powerful arc toward Ye Hao's head.
But Ye Hao turned swiftly, grabbing her leg mid-strike.
"Ambushing me before I've even activated my martial soul? That's hardly noble," he said.
"Hmph!" Xiao Wu sneered. "Against you, playing dirty is…"
Before she could finish, Ye Hao yanked her leg and slammed her into the ground with brutal force.
"AAAAH!" Xiao Wu cried out, the impact leaving her body aching and her bones rattling.
"…What?" Ye Hao's smile widened. "Go on, I'm listening."
He flung her to the edge of the stage, her body skidding dangerously close to the boundary.
In the audience, Tang San's eyes turned blood-red as he watched Xiao Wu crash into the ground. His fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged on his arms.
"Spicy Rabbit Head! I'll kill you!!!"
Dai Mubai and Oscar quickly restrained Tang San. They knew his temper well—if Xiao Wu was harmed, Tang San would lose all reason.
But this was the Soto Great Spirit Arena. Rules were rules, and Tang San couldn't act recklessly.
Nearby, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged amused glances. They had once believed Xiao Wu to be a dear friend, but now they found themselves rooting against her. Watching her take a beating brought them a strange sense of satisfaction.
Ning Rongrong whispered, "That's satisfying."
Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved into the faintest hint of a smile.
On the stage, Ye Hao approached Xiao Wu leisurely.
Xiao Wu, gritting her teeth, vanished again using Teleportation.
The crowd held their breath. Everyone was eager to see where the "Soft-Boned Charm Rabbit" would reappear.
As Ye Hao anticipated, he felt a chill behind him. Xiao Wu reappeared, activating her first soul skill, Waist Bow.
She flipped gracefully, sending Ye Hao hurtling into the air with a powerful kick.
Tang San exhaled deeply, his rage subsiding.
So this was her plan, he thought. Xiao Wu had deliberately feigned weakness to lull Ye Hao into a false sense of security. By combining her Teleportation and Waist Bow, she could execute her Exploding Eight Stage Throw—enough to vent years of pent-up frustration.
Hovering in mid-air, Ye Hao smirked.
"Spicy Rabbit Head?" he sneered. "No, little rabbit, I'm the big boss here."
With that, Six Purple Light Wings unfurled from his back. In a flash, Ye Hao appeared behind Xiao Wu.
Her heart sank.
"SMACK! SMACK!"
Two resounding slaps echoed through the arena. Ye Hao's blows landed squarely on Xiao Wu's cheeks, leaving her face swollen and imprinted with hand marks.
The audience gasped, stunned by the sheer audacity.
As Xiao Wu's body floated mid-air, Ye Hao delivered a savage kick, sending her skyward.
Then, to the crowd's amazement, Ye Hao initiated his version of the Eight Stage Drop—a move no one would soon forget.