Tang San, who was standing to the side, also frowned.
Although he didn't completely believe in his teacher's theories—after all, he himself was a cheat code user—he didn't think a six-year-old could break such an exaggerated limit.
"The teacher is right, this is indeed too risky."
"Choosing such an offensive first spirit ring without considering defense and endurance is a path to death."
And in the corner.
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's assertion, Dai Mubai from the underworld suddenly had a sickly flush rise on his originally ashen face.
He smiled.
His smile was somewhat sinister.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Let's see how long you can keep up your smugness!"
"Genius? I think he's a fool!"
"Self-righteous and arrogant!"
"Just wait until you explode! Then I'll see if my father in that world will still treat you like a treasure!"
This gloating feeling gave his shattered self-esteem a twisted kind of solace.
He couldn't wait for his counterpart in that other world to die.
If Dai Mubai gets hurt, it proves that he was right.
This proves that mediocrity is the right way to survive.
...
White World, Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scene in the sky, his eyebrows slightly raised.
"The first link in nearly a thousand years..."
"What a spirit!"
Unlike Yu Xiaogang, he did not directly deny it. At his level, his vision had long transcended so-called theory.
"The Holy Tiger of Light possesses a formidable physique, far surpassing that of ordinary martial spirits."
"If he were an ordinary person, he would surely die."
"But if it's him..."
A glint of light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.
"Perhaps, it really can create a miracle."
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes also sparkled as she gently tapped her scepter with her fingers.
"That good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang always uses ordinary people's standards to measure geniuses."
"This Dai Mubai, since he dared to make the choice, must have his reasons."
"I am quite looking forward to seeing how much of a surprise he can bring to the world."
...
In the sky.
Dai Mubai ignored the doubts from both worlds.
He led two trembling worshippers deep into the dense forest.
The surrounding light gradually dimmed.
The air was filled with a damp, putrid smell, and a faint stench of blood.
This is the Soul Beast Forest.
It is full of unknowns and dangers.
Dai Mubai walked steadily, his perception fully extended, and he did not let his guard down because of his extraordinary talent.
When a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength.
Just then.
Shashasha.
The bushes in front suddenly began to shake violently.
A strong, pungent smell of blood wafted over.
Immediately following was a series of hurried and frantic footsteps.
That was the sound of people fleeing for their lives.
"Help...help me..."
A faint, tearful voice came from inside.
Dai Mubai stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing slightly.
The bushes in front of them were suddenly smashed open.
A small, thin, black figure rolled out from inside.
It was a little girl.
It looked to be only five or six years old, wearing a black bodysuit, but the clothes were already tattered and its body was covered with wounds from thorns.
Her little face was dirty, covered in mud and blood, but her eyes, though filled with terror, still showed a stubbornness.
Behind her.
A dark wolf, entirely black and emitting a ghostly glow, was hot on their heels.
The ghost wolf opened its mouth wide, saliva dripping from its fangs, clearly already considering the little girl its meal.
The little girl fell to the ground and tried to get up, only to find that she had twisted her ankle.
She turned around in despair, looking at the gaping maw rushing towards her.
At this critical moment.
She saw Dai Mubai standing not far away.
That instant.
It was like a drowning person grasping at a last straw.
She stretched out her small, blood-stained hand and made a grasping motion towards Dai Mubai, her voice trembling:
"Help...help me..."
That was Zhu Zhuqing.
The young Zhu Zhuqing, before she became cold and aloof, before she was driven to desperation by the family struggle.
At this moment, she was disheveled, weak, and helpless.
The audience in the dark world felt their hearts leap into their throats at the sight.
"It's Zhu Zhuqing!"
"My God, Zhu Zhuqing is so small?"
"How did she end up at the Royal Hunting Grounds?"
"By the way, the Xingluo royal family and the Zhu family have been intermarried for generations, so it's not surprising that she's here. She's probably here for training, but she got separated from her family."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing from the underworld was standing behind the Shrek Seven Devils.
Looking at her own despairing reflection in the sky, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
That memory was a nightmare from her childhood.
She had faced similar dangers back then.
At that time, she also hoped that her fiancé would fall from the sky and save her like a hero.
But no.
There was nothing there.
She survived by struggling on the edge of life and death, suffering numerous injuries along the way.
What was Dai Mubai doing at that time?
He encountered himself, but chose to abandon him!
...
In the scene depicted on the sky, a critical moment had passed.
The stench of the ghost wolf was almost spraying onto young Zhu Zhuqing's face.
Its greed was undisguised; in its eyes, this tender human cub was a delicious meal delivered right to its doorstep.
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes in despair.
She was just a child.
Even with the awakening of a martial soul, the outcome seemed predetermined when facing a ferocious soul beast, given the lack of practical combat experience and the injury to his ankle.
Many viewers in the Black World audience turned their heads away, unable to bear it.
Even though I know this happened in the past, and even though I know that Zhu Zhuqing from that world must have survived, the immersive feeling of being there still makes me feel heartbroken.
Only Dai Mubai from the underworld had an almost crazed glint in his eyes at this moment.
He stared intently at the sky.
My mind is screaming.
How to save him?
How would you save him?
He hasn't obtained his first spirit ring yet, has no spirit skills, and doesn't even have a decent weapon.
Facing the Ghost Wolf, known for its speed and aggression, a slight misstep could result in having one's throat bitten off.
Even with the White Tiger Martial Soul, it's impossible to withstand the bites of a Soul Beast without the support of Soul Power.
"Run! What are you standing there for?!"
In the crowd of the underworld, someone couldn't help but shout out.
However.
Dai Mubai, visible in the sky, did not run away.
He didn't even release his martial spirit.
Faced with the onrushing ghost wolf, the six-year-old child merely turned slightly to the side.
The movements were understated.
It's like taking a walk in your own backyard and casually swatting away an annoying fly.
There were no fancy moves.
There was no earth-shattering roar.
Dai Mubai simply raised his slightly immature right hand, making a fist with his five fingers.
Then.
Swing it out.
This seemingly ordinary punch produced a loud popping sound in the surrounding air the moment it was thrown.
That's the sound of air being compressed at extreme speed.
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