Mere Tang San and Xiao Wu, the Advantage Is Mine
"Hey!"
"You guys over there!"
"Are you ever going to stop?"
Seeing that Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai were only running their mouths and still hadn't made a move, Li Wuyou decided to take the initiative and find some fun.
He looked at them with a disgusted expression. "I mean, the three of you are Soul Masters, at least. Instead of wasting all this time yapping here, why don't the three of you just have it out?"
"Out in the world, what matters is whose fists are harder."
"Just fight it out. Whoever wins gets the room!"
Li Wuyou's taunt drew the attention of Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu.
Each of them reacted differently.
Dai Mubai reacted with anger and fear.
Tang San reacted with wariness and hostility.
Xiao Wu reacted with overbearing arrogance.
"Hey! You've got some nerve, kid!"
"Hmph! Who are you, sir?"
Before Dai Mubai could speak, Tang San and Xiao Wu turned to look at Li Wuyou in the corner.
Tang San frowned deeply, Soul Power already gathering quietly around him. His gaze remained fixed on Li Wuyou, and he made no attempt to hide his wariness.
He could tell that the man before him was anything but simple. The man's intentions in interfering in the dispute were unclear, so he had to be on guard.
Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, her almond-shaped eyes wide as she glared defiantly at Li Wuyou. The anger from her argument with Dai Mubai shifted to Li Wuyou in an instant.
"Li Wuyou, it's you!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Dai Mubai stiffened, and the scar running across his face twitched slightly.
Fear rose in his heart first, and the pain of being grievously wounded by the Angel Holy Sword at the Great Soul Arena last time came flooding back. But in front of the twin girls, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, he couldn't show fear. He could only force down his panic, his expression complicated as his face alternately paled and flushed.
"Kekeke!"
"Dai Mubai, aren't you a little too pathetic?"
"You're a level thirty-eight Soul Elder, at least, yet you've spent all this time dawdling here instead of fighting two level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster brats. You're making a spectacle of yourself."
Li Wuyou folded his arms when he finished, a mocking, disdainful smile on his lips as he openly sized up Dai Mubai, whose face alternated between pale and flushed.
He had to admit, Dai Mubai's talent really was impressive. It had only been a few days since Li Wuyou had thrashed him on the Great Soul Arena's stage, yet his Soul Power had already broken through from level thirty-seven to level thirty-eight.
As for why Dai Mubai knew his name?
Heh!
Wasn't that simple?
When he had been out shopping with Zi Yue in Suotuo City, he hadn't hidden his real name. Plenty of passersby had overheard their conversations.
Dai Mubai had been in Suotuo City for so long that he had at least a few sources of information. With a little effort, he could have found out Li Wuyou's name and some basic information about him.
Besides, after his two fights on the Great Soul Arena's stage, his name as [Angel] had long since spread!
By the time he had gone to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain his fourth Soul Ring, his name and details had probably already landed on the desks of every major faction in Suotuo City.
The intelligence networks of major powers like Spirit Hall, the two great empires, and the Upper Three Sects might have been a step slower in receiving detailed information about him, but the local powers entrenched in Suotuo City were different.
From princes and nobles to peddlers and common folk in the streets and alleys, everyone knew that an [Angel] had appeared at the Great Soul Arena.
This [Angel] had a configuration of three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. On the Soul Fighting stage, he had not only defeated Evil Eye White Tiger, but had also challenged Little Dragon Girl, a level forty Soul Ancestor with a True Dragon Martial Soul, despite the gap in their levels, and won a resounding victory.
"Hmph!"
"Li Wuyou, stop looking down on me!"
"Two mere level twenty-nine Soul Grandmasters? I, Dai Mubai, can crush them with ease in minutes."
Dai Mubai snorted coldly and forced himself to put on a show of confidence. His face was flushed red with shame and anger, making the ugly scar on it stand out all the more.
Though he feared Li Wuyou's strength, he couldn't back down so easily in front of the crowd at the Rose Hotel, his twin companions, and two brats who had just graduated from a junior Soul Master Academy.
He was the dignified third prince of the Star Luo Empire and a level thirty-eight Soul Elder. If someone mocked him in public for being afraid of two level twenty-nine Soul Grandmasters, he would probably become the laughingstock of the entire continent.
Besides, he might not be able to beat a freak like Li Wuyou, but couldn't he handle two little level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster brats?
For a level thirty-eight Soul Elder to fight two level twenty-nine Soul Grandmasters, wasn't having hands enough?
After all, these two level-twenty Soul Grandmaster brats before him couldn't possibly have two black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings like that damned freak Li Wuyou, could they?
Heh!
Don't make your Brother Mubai laugh!
In any case, he, Dai Mubai, was making his position clear today!
If these two level-twenty Soul Grandmaster brats before him also had two black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings like that damned freak Li Wuyou, then he, Dai Mubai, dared swear to the heavens that he would piss standing on his head from then on, and even go to the toilet to eat shit.
Li Wuyou: "Everyone, look! Someone up there is scamming people for food and drink!"
Yeah, Dai Mubai, I'm talking about you!
"Hey!"
"You two bastards, don't ignore Sister Xiao Wu!"
"Little Third, you deal with this guy stirring up trouble."
"As for that arrogant blond, leave him to me. Sister Xiao Wu is going to beat him into a pig's head, so badly that even his own mother won't recognize him."
As soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, she activated her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul and two yellow Hundred-Year Soul Rings, then charged straight at Dai Mubai.
She had put up with this innately wicked blond for a long time. Today, she was determined to teach him a proper lesson and show this damned blond why the flowers were so red.
"A mere level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster dares to challenge a level thirty-eight Soul Elder?"
"Heh! You really don't know your own limits!"
Seeing the color of Xiao Wu's Soul Rings, Dai Mubai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately mocked her.
A level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster with two yellow Hundred-Year Soul Rings: that was a normal Soul Ring Configuration.
Sure enough, Li Wuyou had been a level thirty-nine Soul Elder with a configuration of three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. That was what was fucking abnormal.
Compared to the monster Li Wuyou, this mere level-twenty Soul Grandmaster girl before him wasn't even worth mentioning.
The great stone weighing on his heart finally fell away. All traces of apprehension vanished from Dai Mubai's face, replaced by unbridled arrogance and contempt.
Level thirty-eight against level twenty-nine: the advantage was his.
"White Tiger Martial Soul Possession!"
Dai Mubai let out a low shout and summoned his White Tiger Martial Soul and three Soul Rings, two yellow and one purple, instantly entering his Martial Soul Possession state.
Relying on his enormous advantage in Soul Power Level, he lunged forward, his enormous tiger claw tearing through the air straight toward Xiao Wu's chest.