Chapter 38: Zhu Zhuqing's Crisis

Chapter 38: Zhu Zhuqing's Crisis

"Not good! Zhu Zhuqing is in the duel arena, she's about to be killed by her sister, Zhu Zhuyue!"

The male student's face was anxious. He was a classmate of Feng Wutong and also knew Zhu Zhuqing, so he had come specifically to inform her. As for Dai Yao, Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé, the male student saw him as a useless coward. He felt that telling him would be pointless and didn't even bother to speak to Dai Yao.

"Where are they?"

Upon hearing this news, Dai Yao froze for a moment, then his expression turned cold and sharp. He urgently asked the male student.

In the past three years, his hatred for the Second Prince hadn't diminished one bit, even though he hadn't stepped outside the place of his training.

"What's the point of telling you?" The male student looked at Dai Yao with disdain.

Dai Yao gritted his teeth, veins bulging, and a burning hatred for Dai Yaming and the others flared up in his chest.

For three years, he had endured countless humiliations. Even when his mother was demeaned, he had to grit his teeth and swallow the insults. But today, when Zhu Zhuqing was in danger, he could no longer hold back.

If he couldn't protect his fiancée from danger, then he would truly become a turtle hiding its head in its shell.

He knew that in the eyes of these students, he was seen as a coward.

Without bothering to explain himself, he directly released his level-20 soul power and coldly demanded, "Tell me, which arena are they in?"

A powerful aura erupted from Dai Yao's body. Feng Wutong remained calm, but the male student felt his breath quicken, startled by the intensity of the soul power.

"How powerful... Is this really the coward from the rumors?" he said, shocked as he stared at Dai Yao's released soul power. He mumbled, "They're in the academy's first duel arena."

Once he had the location, Dai Yao immediately activated his martial soul, used the Explosive Step technique, and leapt into the air. Like a white flash of lightning, he soared through the sky, gliding towards the academy.

The male student stood dumbfounded, watching Dai Yao fly off. Dai Yao's sudden display completely shattered his previous impression. He couldn't help but ask Feng Wutong, "Is he really the coward from the rumors? Just now, I felt an indescribable fear from his martial soul."

Feng Wutong smiled softly, "He's no coward. Compared to his bad reputation, he has more important things to do."

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Star Luo Royal Academy.

Duel Arena.

At this moment, the duel arena was in an uproar.

Countless students sat in the audience seats, including commoner soul masters and noble soul masters. All eyes were on the two girls in the arena, their gazes filled with admiration.

It was clear why—the two girls were extraordinarily beautiful.

One girl was older, with a fiery and passionate demeanor. She had captivating peach blossom eyes.

She wore tight-fitting black clothes that clung to her body, emphasizing her curves in a way that left little to the imagination. Her movements were flirtatious, drawing wolf whistles from the crowd.

This was Zhu Zhuyue.

The other girl was younger.

Though still young, her figure already hinted at a future of breathtaking beauty, destined to become a world-class beauty.

But her expression was emotionless, and she radiated an icy, cold aura.

This was the ice queen, Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuyue's fiancé was well-known, while Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé, Dai Yao, was infamous. Despite this, Zhu Zhuqing remained loyal to her fiancé, a loyalty that left many of her admirers frustrated and heartbroken.

Zhu Zhuyue gave a charming smile, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with teasing intent. "My dear little sister, it's rare to see you. I didn't expect that after three years, you would give me such a big surprise."

Recently, Zhu Zhuqing had broken through to level 20 and was preparing to return to her family to obtain her second soul ring. Somehow, news of this had leaked.

The news of Zhu Zhuqing's breakthrough shocked Zhu Zhuyue. After all, she was only at level 27, and Zhu Zhuqing, younger by three or four years, was about to become a great soul master just like her—only one soul ring away.

Zhu Zhuqing's talent made Zhu Zhuyue jealous. Why was fate so unfair? Why did such great talent go to Zhu Zhuqing instead of her?

If the talent had been hers, perhaps in the battle between the Second Prince and the Eldest Prince, it would have helped her brother Dai Yaming win.

All the humiliation brought by Zhu Zhuyue over the years could have been repaid.

Two yellow soul rings hovered around Zhu Zhuyue as she gracefully activated her first soul ring. Her peach blossom eyes were no longer playful but turned cold and sharp.

"First soul skill, Hell's Hundred Claws."

She transformed into a purple shadow, rapidly charging toward Zhu Zhuqing.

At this point, Zhu Zhuqing was already at her limit.

The two had been fighting for a long time. Zhu Zhuqing's soul power was significantly lower than Zhu Zhuyue's, and she hadn't obtained her second soul ring yet, so she was no match for Zhu Zhuyue.

She had already sustained numerous injuries. Gritting her teeth, she used her dislocated right arm to support herself, her beautiful eyes filled with determination as she forced herself to activate her first soul skill. With just one hand, she tried to fend off Zhu Zhuyue.

As expected, Zhu Zhuqing was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground and coughing up blood.

She looked like a shattered rose—beautiful even in defeat. The crowd below gasped in heartbreak.

Zhu Zhuyue walked toward her, her expression one of triumphant satisfaction.

Zhu Zhuqing, still struggling to move despite the pain, dragged herself backward inch by inch. The blow she had just received caused immense physical damage, leaving a deep wound on her arm, but the pain was somewhat numbed by the suppression of her soul power.

"My dear sister, it's a shame. If that cowardly fiancé of yours doesn't show up, maybe next year this time, you'll be nothing but a memory!"

Zhu Zhuyue laughed maniacally, staring at Zhu Zhuqing's pained form, as if she could see the same helplessness she had felt under the attacks of Zhu Zhuyun.

After a moment of waiting, she mockingly added, "Looks like your cowardly fiancé isn't coming. What a turtle he is!"

Hearing this, the students in the audience were furious.

"What a waste—such a beautiful flower placed in the middle of cow dung. The Fourth Prince has no guts, his fiancée is being beaten like this, and he still doesn't show up!"

"Yeah, he's completely embarrassed all men!"

"It's understandable though. After all, how could he possibly win against a great soul master?"

The crowd sneered at the student who had said this, and one of the girls commented, "This guy is just like the Fourth Prince, a turtle hiding its head."

A senior girl advised the younger ones, "Be careful of men like that. Even if their martial souls are weak or their soul power isn't high, they still need to have courage!"

A chubby student sighed, "Your Highness, that little brat won't be coming. I've been scolding him in his training area for two years. He knows I'm a great soul master, and yet, he never retorted, never fought back."

"How could he come when His Highness's soul power is higher than mine?"

Zhu Zhuyue looked at Zhu Zhuqing, her smile one of utter satisfaction. "Looks like your taste in men is pretty bad, little sister. Since that's the case, say goodbye to this world. In your next life, don't be born into the Zhu family."

(End of Chapter)

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