Spirit Eagle Douluo: Do I Need to Step In?

At this moment, Dai Mubai gave off the feeling of a killing machine.

Beneath his feet, two glowing lights rose in succession. Both were yellow in color.

As the soul rings revolved, surging Soul Power formed wave-like ripples that rushed right at him.

Behind him stood a bipedal upright White Tiger, a sight that inspired awe.

"Oh, a two-ring Soul Grandmaster!"

Tuoba Yan's tone carried a faint hint of disdain.

The two soul rings meant that Dai Mubai's level was at least above rank 20.

Surprised voices came from the surroundings.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so young, and already a two-ring Soul Grandmaster!"

"Not just a Soul Grandmaster, he's also a Standing Soul Venerable with a fierce tiger beast martial soul!"

Listening to the astonished voices of the crowd around him, Dai Mubai raised his hand and smugly brushed his bangs with the index finger of his right hand.

"Dai Mubai, White Tiger martial soul, rank 28 Battle Soul Master, please advise!"

Dai Mubai announcing his martial soul and rank meant that this was a formal challenge.

Tuoba Yan braced his stance and said, "Let's begin!"

Dai Mubai reminded him, "You haven't summoned your martial soul yet."

"To deal with you, there's no need to use a martial soul."

"I admit, you're strong and qualified to be my opponent. Without using Soul Power, you're no match for me. You should still summon your martial soul!"

"Who says one must summon a martial soul to use Soul Power?" Tuoba Yan countered Dai Mubai.

Soul Power was the source of strength.

Martial souls, soul bones, soul rings, Soul Power, and so on were closely connected to soul masters.

Soul masters had existed for over thirty thousand years, yet few on the continent knew the wondrous uses of Soul Power.

Dai Mubai frowned slightly. Tuoba Yan's words shattered his common sense, and he asked, "Without using a martial soul, how can one use Soul Power?"

Tuoba Yan urged, "It's time to start. If you can force me to use my martial soul, then I lose. I think we should be able to end this battle very quickly!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his eyes.

"Shameless boast!"

With a sneer, Dai Mubai charged at Tuoba Yan once more.

After his White Tiger martial soul possession, Dai Mubai seemed to completely transform into a different person.

His hair drifted upward, and his body, filled with explosive power, rapidly closed the distance to Tuoba Yan.

At the same time, the sharp claws attached to the ten fingers of Dai Mubai's hands snapped out simultaneously, scratching toward Tuoba Yan's body like a Wolverine.

"Dragon Step!"

Tuoba Yan hesitated almost not at all, leaning his upper body back, his feet executing the Dragon Step to dodge Dai Mubai's attack through footwork.

At the same time, relying on the Dragon Step, he circled behind Dai Mubai and slammed a punch into Dai Mubai's back.

"Bang!"

Fist lands, person falls.

Face down, Dai Mubai was knocked to the ground by Tuoba Yan's single punch.

He quickly scrambled back up, his back burning and aching as if it were about to split apart.

Tuoba Yan smiled lightly, "You have lost!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

He had originally wanted to use his Soul Power to force Tuoba Yan to use his martial soul for a fair fight.

He never imagined that he would be defeated by Tuoba Yan in just a single round.

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"

Suddenly, the second soul ring beneath Dai Mubai's feet bloomed with light, and a milky-white ball of light spewed from his mouth.

At the same time, Tuoba Yan formed hand seals with one hand, abruptly opened his mouth, and spat out a red Blazing Fireball.

The fireball and the light ball consumed each other on the street.

Before long, the ball of light vanished, and the Blazing Fireball instantly swallowed Dai Mubai.

"Ah!"

Dai Mubai let out a cry of pain. Tipping off his toes, he sprang up from the ground, leaping out of the Blazing Fireball's coverage area.

At this moment, part of Dai Mubai's hair was scorched, and his clothes were burned away by the flames in quite a few places.

Dai Mubai could accept defeat, but he could not accept losing to a boy who hadn't even displayed his martial soul.

Tuoba Yan turned around, without a sound, and called out, "Aunt Ling Yuan, let's go!"

"Huh!"

Dai Mubai froze inside.

Ignored!

The battle was over, and Tuoba Yan was about to leave directly without even a greeting.

Vaguely, Dai Mubai felt as though his face had just been slapped by someone.

Dai Mubai felt even more unreconciled, demanding, "What is your name?"

"A defeated opponent is not worthy of knowing my name!"

"Huh!"

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, and then evil light flared in his pupils.

In full view of everyone, Dai Mubai was certain his face had been fiercely slapped by someone.

"It's so lively here!"

A slightly hoarse voice came from outside the crowd.

"Eh, Dai Mubai?"

The startled person recognized Dai Mubai.

"Teacher Zhao!"

Dai Mubai likewise recognized the person who had spoken.

The other party was the vice headmaster of Shrek Academy who, for unknown reasons, had left Shrek Academy and entered Suotuo City.

"Mubai, was that you fighting someone just now?"

Faced with Zhao Wuji's words, Dai Mubai hung his head in shame without replying, giving a slight nod.

Zhao Wuji continued to ask, "Did you lose or win?"

"Lost."

"Where is the person who fought you?"

Dai Mubai's gaze shifted to Tuoba Yan's back.

Following Dai Mubai's gaze, Zhao Wuji shouted loudly, "Hey, that woman in front, stop right there. You beat a student of my academy, shouldn't you give a reasonable explanation?"

Spirit Eagle Douluo acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.

Zhao Wuji leaped onto the rooftop beside the street, sprinted for dozens of meters, jumped down from the roof, and blocked Spirit Eagle Douluo's path.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Are you scared? If you're scared, hurry up and apologize to my student, and pay for his medical expenses!"

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth curled up, his arms crossed as he smugly laid out his demands to Spirit Eagle Douluo.

Dai Mubai hurried to Zhao Wuji's side and whispered, "Teacher Zhao, I didn't challenge her, it was the person beside her!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in astonishment as he said, "What? You lost to this boy?"

Dai Mubai lowered his head in shame, tacitly confirming Zhao Wuji's words.

Zhao Wuji reprimanded, "To lose to a child, you're truly useless. However, since you hurt someone, that makes it your fault. I won't make things difficult for you either—just hand over a thousand Gold Soul Coins for medical expenses!"

A thousand Gold Soul Coins was a drop in the bucket for Tuoba Yan, who was worth millions, but to ordinary people, it was a huge sum of money.

The two sides had engaged in a normal battle, and at the start, it was Dai Mubai who had gone looking for trouble.

The party who caused the trouble ended up defeated and injured, yet still demanded that the "victim" pay for medical expenses.

Zhao Wuji's attitude was utterly unreasonable and tyrannical.

Or perhaps Zhao Wuji was purely looking to stir up trouble.

Spirit Eagle Douluo asked, "Do I need to step in?"

Tuoba Yan shook his head slightly.

The middle-aged man before him looked to be in his early fifties. Although his facial features were very ordinary, his build was extremely solid; short in stature, he nonetheless gave an imposing, robust feel.

His broad shoulders were like a city wall, and his coat utterly failed to conceal his robust muscles, which looked as though they were cast from steel.

The other party had not stated his name, and as this was their first meeting, combining it with the knowledge stored in his mind, Tuoba Yan was certain this person had to be the Undefeated Ming Wang, Zhao Wuji.