Chapter 124: Twin Martial Souls

"You lost again, hehe."

At this moment, Zeng Yi's figure had appeared behind Zhu Zhuqing. He held a sword in his right hand, resting it horizontally on her neck, and chuckled lightly. His warm breath brushed against her neck, causing a faint blush to appear on Zhu Zhuqing's fair and beautiful face.

"I admit defeat," Zhu Zhuqing said somewhat embarrassedly.

Seeing her admission, Zeng Yi removed the sword in his hand. Immediately, Zhu Zhuqing swiftly jumped back, distancing herself from Zeng Yi and escaping the slightly ambiguous atmosphere. She stared at Zeng Yi with a hint of anger in her eyes.

During their previous battle, Zhu Zhuqing could hold her own against Zeng Yi because he hadn't used his soul power. But now, with Zeng Yi using his soul power, she could clearly feel the gap between them. Her strength, speed, attack, and reaction abilities were all suppressed. And he hadn't even used his martial soul, nor released his soul rings. His overwhelming power was like an endless abyss.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be shocked, and the others watching from the sidelines were also amazed by Zeng Yi's rapid victory. Except for Tang San, no one had expected Zhu Zhuqing to be completely defenseless under Zeng Yi's hands, like a powerless child.

Even Grandmaster wore a bewildered expression. He had hoped to observe Zeng Yi's fighting style and see if there was anything that could be improved, how to cooperate with others in battle in the future. Although he wasn't as strong as the others in terms of strength, he wouldn't be too far behind in terms of soul power. He might not excel in combat, but with his vast knowledge, he could still observe and understand the students' fighting styles from the sidelines.

He might not be the strongest warrior, but being the strongest in terms of verbal skills was possible.

But...

In less than ten seconds, within a few breaths, the battle was over? Grandmaster couldn't even see clearly what had happened, his mind hadn't even reacted, and Zeng Yi's sword was already resting on Zhu Zhuqing's neck.

"When did you draw your sword? What was that invisible attack you just launched? A soul skill? And when did you get behind Zhu Zhuqing?" A series of question marks filled Grandmaster's mind.

As a twenty-ninth-level Soul Grand Master, he couldn't even capture Zeng Yi's movements. Although there was a gap between Soul Grand Masters and Soul Elders, it shouldn't be this large.

"What's wrong? Feeling a little unwilling, huh? Hahaha, after all, Zhu Zhuqing, you're still a Soul Grand Master. It's normal to not be able to defeat me. Don't take it to heart, hahaha." Zeng Yi consoled with a smile, putting away the two long swords.

"Why didn't you use your martial soul? Do you look down on me?" Zhu Zhuqing was unhappy. She knew that the weapons Zeng Yi just used were man-made swords, not his real martial soul, the long knife hanging at his waist.

"It's all the same! Isn't my martial soul just a long knife? It's not much different from the swords in my hands, they are all used for slashing," Zeng Yi waved his hand and said.

"Moreover, isn't it foolish to say such things in front of someone stronger than yourself? Zhu Zhuqing."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's expression became somewhat desolate, and she turned and walked towards the outskirts of the arena.

Ah, did I hurt her? Should I have gone easier on her, to give her more confidence?

Watching Zhu Zhuqing's receding figure, Zeng Yi scratched the back of his head.

"Zhuqing, are you okay?" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, the two girls, approached Zhu Zhuqing with worried expressions. The previous battle had really scared them; if Zhu Zhuqing had reacted a bit slower, she would have been pierced by the sharp sword during that sword attack.

"I'm fine," Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. Concern from her companions softened her cold demeanor. Dai Mubai also walked up to Zhu Zhuqing to express his concern, but was met with her cold face, making him awkwardly smile and stand aside.

"Hey! Can't you be gentle with the girls? You were too heavy-handed. I wish you never find a girlfriend in your whole life," Ning Rongrong shouted dissatisfiedly at Zeng Yi as he approached.

"Heh, a twelve-year-old brat already thinking about relationships? Such mature thoughts," Zeng Yi teased.

"Also, be mindful of how you speak to seniors, understand? Junior Niece," he added.

"You..." Ning Rongrong stomped her foot in anger, glaring at Zeng Yi.

"Zeng Yi, you were too harsh. Do you know how dangerous it was for Zhuqing just now?" Xiao Wu also criticized Zeng Yi as she walked out.

"Do you agree, Xiao Ju?" Xiao Wu lifted Xiao Ju up and asked.

"Meow?"

Xiao Ju let out a meow, quickly escaped from Xiao Wu's hands, and jumped onto Zeng Yi's shoulder. It had truly become afraid after being mercilessly manhandled by the two girls. Although their scents were pleasant, its own human servant treated it well.

"Ah? Xiao Ju, why are you like this?" Xiao Ju ran away from her own grasp and returned to Zeng Yi. Xiao Wu pouted unhappily.

"How was I too harsh? I clearly didn't even touch Zhuqing once," Zeng Yi said innocently. He had already been extra careful, otherwise, do they think Zhu Zhuqing could have stood there safely?

Zeng Yi felt wronged.

"Alright, there's no need to blame Zeng Yi. Since you lost, it means you're not skilled enough. Just look for the problems within yourself," Grandmaster walked over, his face slightly rigid as he spoke lightly.

"Yes, Grandmaster," Zhu Zhuqing replied.

Grandmaster Yu Xiao Gang was currently the most serious teacher at Shrek Academy. In this month's training under his guidance, they had achieved good results, and they fully trusted him. Seeing him reprimanding them, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong obediently remained silent.

Grandmaster's gaze then fell upon the young man with long hair and a green robe before him. He could feel that this person had a different temperament from the other students. Calm, free-spirited, and seemingly peaceful, yet careful observation revealed a sharp and intense aura, like a keen-edged sword.

So, this is a swordsman?

"Zeng Yi, can you show me your martial soul?" Grandmaster asked.

"Martial soul? No problem," Zeng Yi took out the Ronin Sword hanging from his waist and held it in front of Grandmaster.

"Is this your martial soul? You've been manifesting it all along?" Grandmaster was somewhat surprised by Zeng Yi's actions.

Zeng Yi nodded. He didn't like having Ronin Sword stored within his body; it looked more cool to wear it on his waist.

Grandmaster looked at the martial soul Ronin Sword in Zeng Yi's hand. It was a long knife with a length of about four feet, including the sword and the handle. The blade was sheathed, and even with the blade within the sheath, Grandmaster could feel its sharpness. The scabbard was entirely black with fine blue-green patterns extending on its surface like meridians.

Grandmaster couldn't help but grip the handle of Ronin Sword, wanting to pull it out and take a closer look. However, no matter how hard he pulled, Ronin Sword remained motionless inside the sheath, causing Grandmaster to feel rather embarrassed.

"Oh, um, is this sheath some kind of soul guide?" Grandmaster suddenly asked, leaving Zeng Yi momentarily bewildered.

"This is also my martial soul!"

"Martial soul? You have a twin martial soul?" Grandmaster's expression instantly became excited.