A white world, a star-studded imperial palace.
"Mean!"
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but curse out loud.
"As the older brother, he actually attacked his five-year-old brother with all his might, even using his soul skill!"
"He's an absolute beast!"
Qian Renxue also frowned, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
"That Davis deserves to die."
Although they knew Dai Mubai would be alright in the end, seeing this scene still made their hearts clench.
That's a soul skill after all!
How can a five-year-old mortal body stop it?
Even Bibi Dong, who was far away in the Spirit Hall, unconsciously sat up straight at this moment.
"Little one, how are you going to handle this?"
"This is a true soul power attack."
...
The Dark World.
Seeing that Davis was serious, Yu Xiaogang smiled.
"See?"
Am I right?
"Once Davis gets serious, the advantages of a Soul Master become apparent."
"When the soul skill comes out, mortals will retreat."
"This is an insurmountable gap!"
Tang San also sighed and shook his head slightly:
"it's over."
"Dai Mubai from the White World is too impulsive."
"If I had run away immediately after that kick, I might still have had a chance."
"Now..."
Dai Mubai's face revealed a hint of pleasure.
"This is the price of arrogance!"
"Trying to defy the heavens at five years old? Dream on!"
"This move will either kill or cripple the person!"
...
However.
The next second.
A scene unfolding on the sky.
The smiles on everyone's faces in the underworld instantly froze.
even.
It turned into terror.
In the picture.
Facing Davis, who charged at him like a mad tiger.
Faced with that soul skill that flashed with deadly light.
Five-year-old Dai Mubai still hasn't given up.
Not only did they not withdraw their money, but they also did not withdraw it.
He didn't even show the slightest hint of panic.
He simply lowered his waist slightly.
Within those double pupils, it seemed as if stars were fading away.
Suddenly, an indescribable aura erupted from its small body.
That's not soul power.
That was a pure and ultimate... intent!
"Soul skills?"
"Borrowed power, and you dare to claim supremacy?"
The words fell.
A punch is thrown.
It was still that same simple punch.
But this time...
It did not cause the void to tremble as it had before.
All the power, all the momentum, all the intent of the fist.
All of it was contained within that small fist.
It did not shine brightly.
Only the simplicity and profoundness of returning to nature remain.
"break!"
A crisp, low shout.
That tiny fist met Davis's White Tiger Light Wave and protective barrier head-on.
It's like a red-hot iron poking into a piece of tofu.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone.
The seemingly indestructible White Tiger protective barrier couldn't even last a second against that tiny fist.
Click!
The sound of shattering was clearly audible.
Immediately afterwards.
The newly formed burst of white tiger light waves was directly shattered by this punch!
They transformed into countless specks of light and dissipated into the air.
The force of the punches did not diminish.
They drove straight in.
at last.
It slammed heavily into Davis's chin.
"Bang!"
This dull thud was even more muffled and chilling than the previous kick.
Davis was like a kite with a broken string.
It traced a tragic parabola through the air.
It flew more than ten meters away!
Finally, he slammed hard to the ground, not even letting out a scream, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
The spirit possession state is instantly dispelled.
...
quiet.
Still quiet.
But this silence was even more deathly still than before.
The Dark World.
Yu Xiaogang's mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg.
His hand, pointing to the sky, trembled violently, and he made gurgling sounds in his throat, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
It was broken...
The soul skill has been broken?
It was broken by a five-year-old child's fist?
How is this possible?!
This completely defies common sense in the world of Soul Masters!
Tang San's pupils also contracted sharply.
"this..."
"What kind of power is this?"
"They can actually crush soul power head-on?"
The Dark World, Wuhun City, the Papal Palace.
Bibidon, who had been leaning casually on the papal throne, had lost her nonchalant demeanor.
She sat up straight, and a rare ripple of emotion flickered in her dignified eyes.
"Without using soul power, relying solely on physical strength and power generation techniques, I can directly defeat a century-old soul skill."
Bibi Dong tapped her scepter lightly with her fingers, the sound echoing in the empty hall.
"Even a titled Douluo would consider this an extremely ingenious technique."
Ju Douluo Yueguan stood at the bottom of the steps, holding a rare and precious chrysanthemum in his delicate fingers, his expression equally solemn.
"Your Majesty is right."
"That child is only five years old, yet his control over strength is so incredibly precise."
"Even when we were young, we were far from being able to do this."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly.
What she cared about was not the power of that punch, but the talent and understanding it represented.
Absolutely terrifying!
...
The Dark World.
Poseidon Island, in front of the Temple of Poseidon.
Poseidon, dressed in a red robe, stood quietly on the red jade steps.
The sea breeze tousled her long hair, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
Looking at the spirited young boy in the sky, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes.
"I, from another world, am probably watching him right now."
Poseidon murmured softly.
In this world, she is the Sea God Douluo, high above all, yet she is also confined to her own territory, never to leave Sea God Island for the rest of her life.
Loneliness has been her only companion for hundreds of years.
But that white world is different.
That Dai Mubai broke the mold and overturned conventional understanding.
If one could witness such a genius, even just a glimpse from afar, it might add some color to these monotonous years of guarding the island.
"I really want to meet you, Little White Emperor."
Poseidon's lips curled up slightly, and that smile seemed to soften even the surrounding seawater.
...
A white world, a star-studded imperial palace.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely enthusiastic.
As Davis was blasted away by a punch in the sky, the beauties in the harem went into a frenzy.
"Well done!"
Ning Rongrong was so excited that she jumped up from Dai Mubai's lap, waving her little fists:
"That's how you should fight!"
"Let him go crazy! Let him use his soul skill!"
Although Zhu Zhuqing wasn't as boisterous as Ning Rongrong, her beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement.
She walked behind Dai Mubai, stretched out her slender fingers, and gently massaged his shoulders, her voice soft:
"Your Majesty possessed such divine power even in your youth; I admire you greatly."
Qian Renxue was even more direct.
She picked up a glass of wine from the table, tilted her head back and took a sip, then leaned down and pressed her red lips directly onto Dai Mubai's lips.
The aroma of wine filled the air.
It was an aggressive kiss, imbued with Qian Renxue's unique pride and passion.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Qian Renxue wiped her mouth, looking at Dai Mubai with seductive eyes:
"This is a reward."
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