Douluo: Becoming a God by Relying on my Enemies

Most spectators were captivated by appearances. Despite Xiao Wu's young age, her charm and graceful demeanor won her overwhelming support. In the world of soul masters, women were already rare, and female soul masters even more so.

So, when such a vibrant and delicate girl appeared on the stage, it naturally stirred protective instincts among the audience.

Even Xiao Wu's opponent, Qing Nian, was caught off guard. At first, he questioned if he was seeing things correctly. After all, how could someone so young be a Soul Elder?

Qing Nian couldn't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, anyone capable of reaching this level at such an age was undoubtedly backed by a powerful faction. On the other hand, Xiao Wu's beauty softened his resolve.

Looking at her innocent and radiant smile, Qing Nian hesitated. "Young lady," he said hesitantly, "why don't you step down? I'm much older and more experienced than you. If you get hurt, it wouldn't be good."

Qing Nian genuinely meant well, but Xiao Wu was unimpressed.

Too young? she thought to herself, suppressing a smirk. I could be this guy's great-grandmother in terms of age.

Frowning slightly, Xiao Wu twisted her slender waist and retorted, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Hurry up and release your martial soul. Don't blame me for not warning you—once we're on this stage, we're opponents. Stop with the chatter!"

Expecting Qing Nian to heed her words, Xiao Wu was frustrated to see him still hesitating.

Rolling her eyes, she decided to stop wasting time. In a flash, she closed the ten-meter gap between them. With a swift leap, she aimed a kick at his neck.

Strength-based soul masters like Qing Nian prided themselves on their defense. Seeing Xiao Wu's light attack coming, he didn't even bother dodging.

This girl doesn't understand, he thought. Her backers shouldn't have let someone this young enter the arena. Let her tire herself out, and she'll step down on her own.

But his complacency was short-lived.

The moment Xiao Wu's leg connected with his neck, he felt something was off. Instead of retreating, Xiao Wu hooked her ankle around his neck and used her other foot to push against his chest.

Pink light shimmered as two bright yellow soul rings appeared around her.

First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!

Before Qing Nian could react, he felt a powerful force at his chest and neck. Xiao Wu's body twisted midair, flipping him overhead.

The burly man soared through the air like a ragdoll before landing with a thud at the edge of the arena. Bouncing off the protective ropes, he tumbled to the ground below.

The entire match ended in seconds.

The audience was stunned into silence. Even the announcer stood with his mouth agape, unable to process what had just happened.

No one expected such a swift conclusion, nor that the victor would be the seemingly delicate young girl.

Despite Qing Nian's size and strength, he hadn't even activated his martial soul before being sent flying.

Thanks to Xiao Wu's restraint, Qing Nian wasn't seriously injured. His natural defense allowed him to stagger back to his feet, albeit unsteadily.

With a wry smile, he acknowledged her prowess. "I underestimated you, young lady. Thank you for holding back."

After saying this, he turned and left, his expression one of both respect and humility.

Xiao Wu, however, felt irked by his tone. Despite her victory, being addressed as "young lady" made her feel patronized.

Still, she refrained from saying anything further. After all, Qing Nian wasn't a bad person, and she'd already proven her point.

As the announcer declared her victory, the sparse crowd erupted into applause. Xiao Wu's charm, skill, and decisiveness had captivated everyone.

Watching from the stands, Ma Hongjun turned to Yun Feng and asked incredulously, "Brother Feng, it's one thing for you to be strong, but how is Xiao Wu so powerful too?"

Yun Feng chuckled. During their years at Nuoding Academy, Yun Feng never revealed his full strength, nor did he spar with Xiao Wu. But his influence had clearly encouraged her to train harder than in the original timeline.

As a result, her current abilities far exceeded those she had at this stage in the original storyline.

The matches proceeded quickly. Perhaps inspired by Xiao Wu's impressive performance, the audience grew more engaged.

To everyone's surprise, the second match turned out to be an internal bout between Shrek Academy students: Tang San versus Zhu Zhuqing.

Yun Feng wasn't concerned. Tang San, in his current state, was a shadow of his potential.

His soul power had stagnated at 25, a level he'd barely maintained through sheer talent and the Mysterious Heaven Technique.

Yun Feng's use of the Rakshasa's Triple Mystical Transformation had steadily siphoned away Tang San's innate talent to bolster his own. Most of the burden, however, had been borne by Tang Hao, whose immense strength made him a more suitable target.

Despite this, Tang San's innate aptitude and dual top-tier martial souls allowed him to scrape by. Without them, his soul power would've been even lower—possibly too low to qualify for Shrek Academy in the first place.

Watching the match unfold, Yun Feng couldn't help but smirk. Tang

San's miserable state was a stark contrast to the prodigy he was meant to be.

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