A small stall had drawn a group of young Soul Masters, and the stall owner had long since run off who knew how many meters away.
Back at the scene, Dai Mubai was still kneeling there. His knees were probably swollen by now, yet no one paid him any attention.
He did not dare stand up.
But staying on his knees was a blow to his pride.
Just as Dai Mubai was locked in an internal struggle, Kong seemed to finally remember him.
"Brother Tianheng, weren't you here to gain experience? This man's Soul Power Level is thirty-seven. He's a Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, so he should meet your requirements, right?"
Kong pointed at Dai Mubai, who was kneeling on the ground and did not even dare raise his head.
"He has thirty-seventh-level Soul Power?"
Before Yu Tianheng could say anything, Yu Feng spoke with a bewildered expression.
A mighty Soul Elder with not a single wound on him—why was he kneeling here?
And not just any Soul Elder. He was a Soul Elder whose Soul Power Level had reached thirty-seven!
Dai Mubai: If we switched roles, you'd know why!
It was not just Yu Feng who did not believe it. The other members of the Royal Fight Team did not believe it either!
Some of their Soul Power Levels were not even as high as Dai Mubai's.
Kong was not angered by this. He walked over, kicked Dai Mubai, and said, "Why aren't you releasing your Martial Soul to prove it?"
At those words, combined with Kong's kick, Dai Mubai's rage instantly exploded. This was outright humiliation!
A man could be killed, but not humiliated!
After thinking it over, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and ultimately gave up.
He stood up shakily. After kneeling for so long,