Sparring

Dai Mubai frowned when he saw Zhao Xuan striding towards him, his voice cold, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to worry about who I am. You just need to know that your next opponent is me!" Zhao Xuan said with a playful grin, his eyes flashing and the corners of his mouth curling into a slight arc, as if he were looking at an interesting toy.

This gaze made Dai Mubai feel uncomfortable all over, and even angrier. When had he, Dai Mubai, become someone else's toy?

"Xiao Xuan! Let me do it," Tang San said from the side. He hadn't encountered such a powerful opponent in a long time and was itching for a fight.

"Forget it, Xiao San. This guy is a Soul Elder! Let me handle it." Zhao Xuan looked at Tang San, who was eager to fight, and felt annoyed. Why wasn't he this enthusiastic when I asked you to spar normally?!

Tang San naturally didn't know what Zhao Xuan was thinking. If he did, he would have rolled his eyes at Zhao Xuan, Don't you have any idea how strong you are?!

Years had passed, and Zhao Xuan's monstrous strength had not only failed to stop growing but had become even more powerful, compelling even Master, who was focused on Martial Soul research, to study him.

Hearing their conversation, Dai Mubai felt a surge of anger. He laughed in rage, "No need to push yourselves. Both of you, come at me!"

Zhao Xuan was amused. This guy had some courage, but it was the fearlessness of the ignorant.

Without further ado, he stopped arguing with Tang San and directly revealed his Soul Rings: yellow, yellow, and purple, which moved up and down on his body.

Seeing this, Tang San sighed and silently retreated, while a glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

"He's also a Soul Elder? Interesting!"

"It seems I underestimated you. You are qualified to be my opponent," Dai Mubai said proudly, his fighting spirit surging.

His white hair fluttered, moving as if by an unseen wind. A majestic character for "king" was emblazoned on his forehead, and his evil eyes occasionally flashed with lightning-like brilliance. His aura pressed down on Zhao Xuan like a tidal wave.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, Level 37 Battle Soul Elder! Please guide me."

Zhao Xuan was equally unfazed. Standing tall and straight like a pine tree, he took a step forward, and the pressure from Dai Mubai dissipated like a gentle breeze. He chuckled softly, "Zhao Xuan, Martial Soul: Mobile Phone, Level 34 Tool Soul Elder! Please guide me."

"Mobile Phone? I've never heard of that Martial Soul," Dai Mubai seemed somewhat surprised.

"There are many things you haven't heard of. Let me tell you, my greatest strength is my power! Be careful," Zhao Xuan said with a carefree smile. It had been a long time since he had met such an interesting opponent.

"Haha, my strength is not weak either! Be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai suddenly vanished from his spot. The next moment, his body, filled with explosive power, appeared before Zhao Xuan.

His claws extended from his hands, gleaming coldly as they aimed straight for Zhao Xuan.

"When facing me, please don't hold back," a slightly helpless voice reached his ears. In the next instant, Dai Mubai felt his vision blur, and the surrounding scenery seemed to shift and rewind rapidly.

"Bang!"

Dai Mubai's figure slammed into a wall about ten meters away from Zhao Xuan, emitting a loud sound. Immediately after, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

"What happened?" Dai Mubai asked, bewildered. The pain in his chest told him he had been struck.

Not only Dai Mubai, but everyone present except Tang San was confused. They had only seen Dai Mubai flash in front of Zhao Xuan, but the next moment he was already crashing into the wall.

"Xiao Xuan's strength is becoming more terrifying." Tang San took a slight breath, his eyes glowing with purple light. Through his Purple Demon Eye, he was perhaps the only one who had caught a glimpse of the scene.

Fast! Too fast! Even with his Purple Demon Eye, Tang San had almost missed that kick.

"Young Master Dai, are you alright?" The two sisters who had accompanied Dai Mubai looked panicked and tried to help him up, but Dai Mubai swatted their outstretched hands away.

"Get out of the way. All of you, move back. So you don't get hurt." Dai Mubai pushed himself up alone, his gaze fixed on Zhao Xuan.

"It seems I still underestimated you." Dai Mubai stared at Zhao Xuan, his gaze fixed on the handsome face with a hint of nonchalance, his shock surging like turbulent waves.

This kid in front of him looked younger than himself, but his strength was truly formidable.

Zhao Xuan raised his hand somewhat helplessly, "I told you to be careful, didn't I? I'm very strong."

"Strong? That's more like it!" Dai Mubai's eyes blazed with fighting spirit like a raging inferno.

At the same time, his first and second Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.

"White Tiger Bodyguard Barrier!"

"White Bone Fierce Light Wave!"

A low growl, like that of a white tiger, emanated from Dai Mubai's mouth. His white hair danced wildly, and his aura surged significantly.

A golden shield enveloped him as he charged towards Zhao Xuan, simultaneously spitting out a milky white light sphere from his mouth.

"Now this is a bit interesting!" Zhao Xuan's eyebrows rose, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face, but he remained standing still, his body not moving at all.

Dai Mubai, charging forward, became annoyed. Was this guy looking down on him?!

The milky white light sphere instantly struck Zhao Xuan, and everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

Hermione and Xiao Wu on the side couldn't help but exclaim, "Zhao Xuan!"

However, a strange look appeared on Dai Mubai's face. Although the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave had been launched, he still had a slight connection to it. Yet, from the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave's end, there was no indication of a hit.

"How is that possible?!"

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in Dai Mubai's ear, "Don't get distracted during a fight."

"Bad!"

Dai Mubai's heart pounded with alarm, but before he could react, he was sent flying backward again. His White Tiger Bodyguard Barrier had offered no protection, shattering like glass under Zhao Xuan's kick.

"Thump!"

Dai Mubai landed on the hotel counter. Looking at the devastated lobby, the hotel manager was on the verge of tears.

"Cough... Alright, don't look like you're about to die. Put it on my tab." Dai Mubai forced himself to get up. Although Zhao Xuan's strength seemed immense, he hadn't inflicted much damage on him, clearly indicating that Zhao Xuan had held back.

"You're strong!" Dai Mubai admitted for the first time, his wicked eyes fixed on Zhao Xuan's flashing third Soul Ring. That must have been the Soul Skill from this ring just now.

"Thanks for the compliment." Zhao Xuan raised an eyebrow. Although he'd only used twenty percent of his strength, this guy was surprisingly resilient.

"Is that Soul Skill a substitute?"

"No, it's a clone, to be precise."

"This is my third Soul Skill, taken from a very special mental-type Soul Beast... a Raven."

A Raven, capable of splitting into countless forms, to ferry departed souls.

"Is that so." Dai Mubai's expression was calm, which made Zhao Xuan a little worried. Had he been stunned into silence by the fight?

"I know I'm not your opponent, but let me show you my third Soul Skill again." Dai Mubai's expression turned serious, and his only purple Soul Ring began to flicker.

Zhao Xuan suddenly laughed, "Do you want to see my second Soul Skill?"

"What?" Dai Mubai was stunned, not understanding what Zhao Xuan meant.

But the moment Zhao Xuan's second Martial Soul lit up, Dai Mubai's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's going on!"

Dai Mubai suddenly realized that the third Soul Skill he was about to unleash had suddenly stalled, as if his Soul Power had been cut off. It dissipated halfway through.

Beside him, Zhao Xuan was smiling happily, "This is my second Soul Skill, taken from a mutated nine-hundred-year-old purple Bambusa. Its effect is to sever the opponent's Soul Power and stop the release of Soul Skills."

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched, "How can there be such a disgusting Soul Skill?!"

Dai Mubai felt incredibly frustrated. He had been utterly defeated this time, not even managing to touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

Zhao Xuan grinned and walked up, slinging an arm around Dai Mubai's neck. From their fight, he could tell Dai Mubai wasn't a bad person.

"Bro, don't cry. Even though you're still a little worse than me, you're still pretty good."

Dai Mubai glared fiercely at Zhao Xuan, "Which eye of yours saw me crying?!"

Dai Mubai wasn't crying. If he cried just because of one match, how could he, Dai Mubai, survive on the Douluo Continent?!

He just felt a bit dejected. He kept replaying the fight in his mind, but the frustrating part was that no matter how he changed his approach, the result was always his inevitable defeat! Zhao Xuan's bizarre Soul Skills combined with his terrifying strength were simply a nightmare!

After a long while, our Young Master Dai finally composed himself from his sorrow.

"Zhao Xuan... and Tang San, right." He seriously glanced at the nonchalant Zhao Xuan and Tang San, who had been a mere background prop for a long time.

"We'll meet again. We can spar again then." With that, Dai Mubai turned around with a flourish, slinging an arm around each of two sisters as he walked towards the door.

"Scum," Hermione and Xiao Wu couldn't help but say.

Zhao Xuan smiled and said loudly, "I hope you can last longer next time."

Dai Mubai, his back to Zhao Xuan and the others, stumbled. Then he quickly quickened his pace.