Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuyun had quietly disappeared from people's sight.

She blended into the shadows in the corner of the arena, completely concealing her presence.

She would only emerge from the shadows as a beam of light when a Spirit Hall student revealed a fatal flaw.

The Netherworld Hundred Claws tore through the air in an instant, then quickly fell silent.

With every strike, someone inevitably falls.

Yue Qingge flipped the pork belly on the grill, the oil dripping onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound and filling the air with the aroma of meat.

He looked at the entire audience and gently shook his head.

This generation is really bad quality.

He looked away and turned to look at Ye Lingling and Zhu Zhuqing beside him.

The two little girls were as exquisite as fine porcelain.

Zhu Zhuqing was only six years old, and her round little face still had baby fat.

A pair of bright, sparkling eyes were fixed intently on the sizzling, oily meat skewers on the grill.

Her little nose twitched slightly, like a kitten smelling fish.

Ye Lingling wasn't much older than her, and a hint of shyness still lingered in her eyes. She stood quietly to the side, like a budding flower.

Crabapple blossoms waiting to bloom.

Yue Qingge took the grilled meat skewers off, blew on them to cool them down, and handed one to each person: "Here you go, sit next to me and eat."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up, and a bright smile bloomed on her face. She didn't hold back.

She stretched out her two little hands to take the meat skewer, took a bite, and smacked her cheek.

The sides are bulging.

Ye Lingling was a little shy, and a faint pink blush rose on her fair cheeks.

As she took the meat skewers, her voice was soft and gentle: "Thank you... big brother."

Inside the box, one of the contestants who hadn't been able to compete leaned against the window, gazing at the white-clad figure on the field below, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Jiangzhu, when do you think we can go on stage with Qingge?"

Behind him, a gentle woman sat on the sofa, her slender fingers holding a spirit fruit, slowly eating it: "Who told you to lose the draw?"

"Sigh..."

Sighs echoed through the private room.

On the field, Ru Feng's hand holding the pen trembled incessantly.

That pen was the medium through which he activated his soul skill; the ink-colored soul power condensed at the tip of the pen.

However, it soon fell apart and could never take shape.

"Aren't you underestimating us?!" He suddenly looked up, a ferocious look flashing across his face.

Behind her, chaotic ink surged wildly, condensing into distorted characters in the air before being violently flung towards Yue Qingge.

But before those ink characters could get within five feet of Yue Qingge, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Liya's eyes.

Psychological shock plus psychological interference.

Two mental skills exploded simultaneously in Ru Feng's mind, and mental swords as thin as cow hair pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ru Feng's pupils instantly became empty, his tongue stuck out uncontrollably, and his neck tilted to the side.

With a "thud," he fell straight to the ground.

"Big brother! Big brother, are you alright!" A support-type Soul Master rushed over and bent down to help him up.

They're all lying on the ground, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back. Do you think they're okay?

The moment he bent down to help, his stiff posture was completely exposed.

In the shadows, Zhu Zhuyun's lips curled into a slight smile.

Second Soul Skill: Netherworld Hundred Claws

A burst of eerie light erupted, and claw shadows swept across the sky, instantly enveloping the two of them.

When the light faded, Ru Feng and the support-type Soul Master had both fallen to the ground, eliminated from the competition.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Frivolity

On the other side, a soft pink-gold light shone on Hu Liena's rapier.

Second Soul Skill: Heavenly Fox Power.

The faint silhouette of a fox spirit appeared behind her, its lips curling into a half-smile.

The sword light surged instantly, and a sharp thrust pierced through the defenses of the two people in front of him.

They were tossed out of the field like trash.

"Bang, bang."

Two muffled thuds, and the dust settled.

At this moment, only one support-type Soul Master and one control-type Soul Master remain on the opposite side of the field.

The two looked at each other, their faces pale.

Ye Lingling gently raised her hand, and the phantom of the Nine-Heart Begonia quietly bloomed behind her.

The pale green life energy gently enveloped each teammate, restoring their depleted strength.

Yue Qingge distributed the last few skewers of grilled meat to the girls around her.

Then he stood up, dusted off non-existent dust from his white clothes, and slowly walked towards the two people.

"Gentlemen, do you still want to fight?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the two people's bodies froze completely into two ice sculptures, frozen in terror, unable to move.

Yue Qingge turned around and faced the host: "We can announce the victory now."

The host's pupils contracted slightly, and it took him a while to come to his senses.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and raised the microphone to his lips. His powerful soul energy carried his voice throughout the entire arena:

"It's over. The victors are the team led by Yue Qingge!"

Ignoring the cheers from the audience, Yue Qingge and her group turned and headed straight for the private room.

Enveloped in black robes, from beginning to end, no one could see their true faces beneath the hoods.

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat sullen throughout the journey.

She lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes with her small hands, her mouth slightly pursed as if she were feeling a little wronged.

Ye Lingling at least helped everyone recover their strength, but what about herself?

She was just fed by her older brother.

Yue Qingge noticed her mood, squatted down, and reached out to rub the top of her head:

"What are you afraid of? Xiao Zhuqing is only six years old. When you grow up to be our age, you'll definitely crush them, right?"

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head, blinked his big, bright eyes, and the gloom in them was blown away, instantly filled with a smile.

She nodded vigorously, giving him a sweet smile: "Thank you, big brother!"

Children's joy can change so quickly.

Back in the private room, Liu Erlong arranged for the women to rest first, while he pulled Yue Qingge aside and went to a corner to talk to her alone.

She wore a dark purple dress today, but since she didn't go out, she didn't wear a coat.

The long dress accentuated her mature and voluptuous figure, revealing her delicate collarbone and a touch of smooth, snow-white skin.

Her hair was casually pulled back, which accentuated her bright face.

Her face gained a touch of allure. "There's one more individual match left," she lowered her voice, leaning closer.

"Want me to speed things up? Maybe I can take on seven of you at once?"

Yue Qingge's gaze slowly swept over her, looking at her full breasts and slender waist.

He reached out, pulled her arm, and gently stroked the smooth, snow-white skin on the inside of her forearm with his fingertips:

"The competition is a minor matter; the main thing is—our chemotherapy regimen is nearing its end."

Liu Erlong's breath hitched suddenly as she recalled countless nights before.

He had previously said he would come to find her when the Douluo Calendar was in its multiple iterations, and she had initially taken it as a joke.

Until midnight, there was a gentle knock on the door. She opened the door and saw those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

In a moment of impulse, I don't know what I said, but he dragged me into the house.

A series of light kisses broke down her defenses, letting the thief into the house.

Later, she considered changing things, but each time she resisted, it only became an aphrodisiac for him.

It even made him more unrestrained than before.

Except for the last step, I've done everything I should and shouldn't have done.

At that moment, Liu Erlong glanced behind him and saw some girls whistling, some chatting, and some looking out the window, but none of them seemed to be looking this way.

She lowered her voice, a hint of anxiety in it: "Let me go... They're still here! And... and we'll talk about it after you win."

She knew his capabilities, and her words sounded more like a shy rejection.

Seeing her anxiety, Yue Qingge stopped teasing her: "Alright, just watch my performance. I just hope that Mother Liu won't try to escape, otherwise... I'll arrest you."

The way he called her "Mother Liu" was deliberately emphasized, carrying a forbidden ambiguity.

Her face instantly turned an unnatural red, even her ears turned pink.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, nodded gently, and couldn't help but steal a glance at the women behind her.

She only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one had noticed her embarrassment.

What she didn't know was that everyone was aware of their intimate gestures of hugging and cuddling.

Of course, it wouldn't stop the sisters from throwing themselves into Yue Qingge's arms.

After all, the bravest person takes the first bite.

Yue Qingge stopped teasing Liu Erlong, turned around and walked to Hu Liena's side, naturally leaning on her soft shoulder and slightly squinting her eyes.

A faint, sweet fragrance lingered around my nose, a fragrance that carried a hint of allure.

"System, view Liu Mama's panel."

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[Name: Liu Erlong]

[Soul Power: Level 69 Soul Emperor (Just one step away, we'll break through)]

[Development: Jade Hands and Feet seven times, Abyss Mouth five times, Snow Rabbit seven times, Spirit Field none, Flower none]

[Size: 34C (seems a bit larger)]

[Characteristics: Proudly held high, budding, full and closed, with a deep inner pull]

[Evaluation: Is the host feeling anxious because they can only watch others eat but can't get their hands on the food? The system will teach you a method, which is to directly...]

[Go for it, what are you afraid of?]

Yue Qingge: .....No comment.

When I came to my senses, I could smell the faint fragrance of Hu Liena lingering around my nose, mixed with the warm breath of a young girl.

This allowed him to relax completely, and as he closed his eyes to rest, his breathing gradually became even.

Hu Liena glanced at him sideways and quietly put her shoulder down.

Lower it a bit, so he can lean back more comfortably. After a long while, Liu Erlong emerged gracefully from the shadows, her slender figure casting a graceful shadow in the lamplight.

She leaned down, a few strands of her dark hair falling beside Yue Qingge's cheek, carrying a unique fragrance of a mature woman: "Qingge, it's your turn to finish."

Yue Qingge lazily opened her eyes, her pupils still veiled in a hazy mist.