As Yun Ming's voice trailed off, his left hand shot out like lightning, seizing Dai Mubai's right hand before he could retract it. With a sharp pull, Yun Ming brought his right hand back, formed a fist, and used it like a spear, driving it directly into Dai Mubai's abdomen.
For this strike, Yun Ming did not use any external power, relying solely on his raw physical strength. Even so, Dai Mubai felt as if his stomach had been hammered by a thousand-pound weight. His vision went black for a moment; had he not spent the last few years fighting in the Soul Arena, honing his physique and combat resolve, he surely would have been knocked unconscious.
The force of the blow sent Dai Mubai flying straight out of the hotel lobby.
The hotel receptionist had just finished pointing out Yun Ming's room and warning him to be careful, so naturally, Yun Ming made sure not to let the fight break out inside the building.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Dai Mubai flew over ten meters and slammed heavily onto the street outside the hotel entrance. The bile in his stomach was forced up, followed by a trace of blood.
The twin beauties and the receptionist inside the hotel were shocked by the sudden turn of events, never expecting that the refined and gentle-looking Yun Ming was such a ruthless person who would strike without hesitation. As for Zhu Zhuqing, she was reminded of the way Yun Ming had first snatched her away—well, she hadn't seen his face then, but the temperament was identical!
Seeing Dai Mubai fly out, Yun Ming stepped slowly out of the hotel lobby.
After catching his breath for a long while, Dai Mubai finally stood up. Although his abdomen still ached, there was no serious damage; such is the arrogance of a top-tier Beast Spirit.
Dai Mubai had been jolted awake by that blow. He realized he had misjudged the situation! This kid was no simpleton, but that was all—just "not simple." Dai Mubai convinced himself that Yun Ming had merely caught him off guard. If they were to truly fight, the opponent would be no match for him.
Furthermore, Yun Ming's choice deeply stung Dai Mubai's cowardly heart. Back then, when faced with a brother six years his senior, Dai Mubai had felt he had no chance of winning and had abandoned everything, fleeing Star Luo like a stray dog. Now, why did this kid, who was three or four years younger and knew nothing of his true strength, dare to charge forward and make a choice so different from his own?
But soon, Yun Ming would show Dai Mubai exactly why he dared!
Dai Mubai wiped the blood from his lips, glared at the boy on the hotel steps, and let out a cold shout.
"Kid, you have completely angered this young master!"
"Today, I will break every single one of your bones, piece by piece!!!"
"White Tiger Avatar!!!"
A violent, pale-white light erupted from Dai Mubai's body. He stretched his arms wide, puffed out his chest, and his entire skeleton cracked and popped. His muscles swelled instantly, stretching his clothes to their limit. Every muscle became clearly defined beneath the fabric, and even the air around him seemed to turn manic.
His golden hair instantly turned black and white, with white dominating, though a few strands of black remained distinct. Four faint lines appeared on his forehead—three horizontal and one vertical—forming the character for "King."
His hands underwent the most drastic change, growing to twice their original size. White fur covered his palms, and as his fingers twitched, dagger-like claws flickered in and out. Each claw was like a blade, eight inches long, shimmering with a chilling, ghostly light.
Beneath his feet, three Spirit Rings emerged: two yellow and one purple. As they swirled, a surging wave of soul power pressure crashed toward Yun Ming.
Through that single punch, Dai Mubai had confirmed that without using his Martial Soul, his strength was inferior to Yun Ming's. However, given Yun Ming's age, he didn't believe the boy's cultivation was higher than his own. He assumed Yun Ming was simply born with immense, god-given physical strength, but that things would be different once he used his Martial Soul.
Dai Mubai was arrogant and proud, but he wasn't stupid. If he lost this match, he wouldn't just lose his dignity and his legs; he would lose face in front of the beauty Yun Ming had brought with him. That she was beautiful was one thing, but more importantly, he felt a resonance between his Martial Soul and hers. That was the most important thing of all!!!
If he could win over this beauty and help the Dai Family discover a new Martial Soul Fusion Skill, he would have the capital to challenge his older brother once again. As for the possibility that this beauty was his original fiancée, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai didn't even consider it. He had left Star Luo City years ago, and given the nature of his brother and sister-in-law, it was hard to say if that little girl he'd only met a few times was even still alive. What Dai Mubai didn't expect was that the girl hadn't died, but had appeared before him in such a state; she had simply changed too much for him to recognize her.
Seeing the power displayed by Dai Mubai's White Tiger Avatar, Yun Ming clicked his tongue in wonder. The White Tiger was truly worthy of its reputation! With a flash of golden light, the transparent, ethereal Atlas Spear, etched with Void Patterns, appeared in Yun Ming's hand.
Dai Mubai looked at the long spear in Yun Ming's hand, unable to identify the Martial Soul, but his White Tiger was giving him faint warnings. The power of the Atlas Spear was restrained, yet the White Tiger could sense a formidable strength buried beneath the iceberg—proof enough of the spear's lethality!
As Yun Ming summoned the Atlas Spear, his soul power fluctuations began to climb sharply. Although his current Soul Power Level was slightly lower than Dai Mubai's, the quality of his soul power far surpassed his opponent's.
Feeling the crushing weight of Yun Ming's soul power, an aura of Absolute Dominance that felt invincible, Dai Mubai's spirit shattered. He felt a kingly majesty from Yun Ming that was even more imposing than his own father's. But that was secondary; the most important thing was why this kid's soul power was so strong! It was completely on par with his own, perhaps even slightly higher. Why was someone who looked years younger than him so powerful!
Dai Mubai's tiger eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared like a madman.
"Impossible!!!"
"How could such a person exist!"
"I don't believe it! You must have taken drugs to accelerate your cultivation!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai lunged. Before his white hair had even settled, his hulking, muscular body, filled with explosive power from his Martial Soul Avatar, was already before Yun Ming.
Yun Ming's talent had completely crushed the last remnants of Dai Mubai's pride. Talent was the final crutch for this fallen prince's arrogance and conceit. Now that he realized his "gifted" talent was a joke compared to Yun Ming's, he felt as though he were falling apart. Subconsciously, he chose to escape reality, desperately wanting to prove that Yun Ming's cultivation was fake—that he was a drug-addled fraud! Only then could Dai Mubai maintain his final shred of pride.
Dai Mubai's right tiger claw swiped toward Yun Ming's chest.
Seeing the attack, Yun Ming didn't hesitate to thrust his spear forward...
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