Ye Xiaofeng's Challenge

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant. Don't cry when you lose later," Dai Mubai said with a grin.

"Same to you. It's still uncertain who'll lose," Ye Xiaofeng replied with a cold sneer.

"First Soul Skill—White Tiger Bodyguard Barrier." Dai Mubai stopped wasting words and launched the first attack.

"First Soul Skill—Green Lotus Bodyguard." Ye Xiaofeng spoke calmly, not taking Dai Mubai's attack seriously at all.

"Young Master Dai, are your kidneys weak? Is that all you've got?" Ye Xiaofeng mocked with a smile.

"How is that possible? Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!" Dai Mubai was shocked to discover that although his Martial Soul had always been stronger than most, he could not break through this man's first Soul Skill. That meant Ye Xiaofeng was stronger than him.

Dai Mubai's second Soul Skill still failed to break the Green Lotus Bodyguard. This completely overturned everything Dai Mubai thought he knew.

But how could Dai Mubai know that he was using a hundred-year Soul Skill against a thousand-year Soul Skill? Under Ye Xiaofeng's simulated Soul Skill state, no one could see through it.

"Third Soul Skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" Dai Mubai flew into a rage and poured all his Soul Power into an attack against the Green Lotus Bodyguard. He still could not break it, so he began striking the same spot repeatedly. Tiny cracks began appearing on the green lotus.

"Young Master Dai, I assume you've used up all your trump cards. How about taking one of my attacks?" Ye Xiaofeng knew it was only a matter of time before Dai Mubai's sustained attacks broke through the Green Lotus Bodyguard.

"So what if I take one?" Dai Mubai understood that the man before him was stronger, but defeating him in a single move was impossible.

"Very good. I hope you can withstand this sword strike. If you can't, don't blame me. Blame yourself for being too weak," Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"Second Soul Skill—Sweep the Thousand Armies!" Ye Xiaofeng condensed the Seven Kill Martial Soul and slowly raised the sword in his hand, concentrating all his Soul Power into this single strike.

Dai Mubai defended in his White Tiger Vajra Transformation state, but the power of that sword was nearly at the ten-thousand-year level. In the end, he could not withstand it. He flew back ten meters and crashed to the ground, blood slowly spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Deep sword marks had appeared in the wooden floorboards. Shopkeeper Li had not expected Ye Xiaofeng to be so strong. He would have to find someone to repair the place another day, or the house might collapse.

"Young Master Dai, if you want to kill someone, kill us. Please spare Young Master Dai!" Seeing Dai Mubai injured, the twin sisters ignored their own lives and rushed to protect him.

"Don't worry. I'm fine." Dai Mubai slowly rose to his feet and wiped the blood from his lips.

"Young Master Dai, you've trained them well. I didn't expect them to be willing to sacrifice themselves for you." Ye Xiaofeng looked at the twins, then at Dai Mubai. This kid really had good luck with women.

"My name is Dai Mubai, a level 31 Assault System Battle Soul Elder. How should I address you, brother? Would you be willing to join our Shrek Academy?" Rather than holding a grudge, Dai Mubai extended an olive branch.

"Ye Xiaofeng. As for Shrek Academy, we'll talk if fate allows." Ye Xiaofeng admired Dai Mubai somewhat. He was outgoing and knew when to bend and when to stand tall.

"Since Brother Ye has his own plans, I'll take my leave." Dai Mubai had lost, and he had no face left to remain here.

"Young Master Dai, it's late at night. Why rush to leave? Why don't we sit down and drink a few cups?" After fighting Dai Mubai, Ye Xiaofeng's anger had faded. He found Dai Mubai more pleasing to the eye and wanted to make friends with him.

"Brother Ye is in such high spirits, so how could I refuse a few drinks?" Dai Mubai truly deserved to be called a prince. He knew how to yield when necessary.

"This way, gentlemen." Shopkeeper Li hurriedly led the way. This was the outcome he had wanted to see.

They soon arrived at an elegant private room. Shopkeeper Li quickly brought out wine and instructed the attendants to make the arrangements.

"Young Master Dai, you truly are impressive for someone so young." Ye Xiaofeng looked at the twins beside Dai Mubai and said with a lecherous grin.

"If Brother Ye is interested, you can try it too. Twin beauties are hard to come by." Dai Mubai looked proudly at the beauties beside him.

"Young Master Dai is certainly generous, but a gentleman does not take what another loves," Ye Xiaofeng said modestly. As if I'd use something you've already used. What would that make me?

"Young Master Dai, you're so naughty."

"Exactly. You're so improper."

The two purple-clad twin sisters spoke shyly, but they tempted Dai Mubai at every moment.

With two beauties pouring the wine, the atmosphere was exceptionally enticing. After several rounds, everyone had drunk nearly their fill.

"Brother Ye, drink slowly. I'll excuse myself first. We can drink again another day." Dai Mubai held the twin sisters at his sides and returned to a new First-Class room.

Ye Xiaofeng smiled and continued drinking. He suddenly felt a little envious of Dai Mubai. The man really knew how to enjoy himself. Unlike him, such an upright gentleman—apart from hugging and kissing Bing'er, he had done nothing else.

When Dai Mubai returned to his room, his beastly urges immediately erupted, and the twin sisters liked that wild side of him even more.

Ever since they had latched onto Dai Mubai, the sisters had never needed to worry about money. Whatever they asked Dai Mubai for, he bought for them. He was handsome and skilled, too.

Ye Xiaofeng staggered drunkenly back to his room and continued sleeping. When he woke at noon the next day, his head still hurt a little.

He slowly got up, washed up, and left his room. When he reached the ground floor, Shopkeeper Li hurried over to greet him.

"Young Master Ye, if you didn't sleep well last night, this old man is truly sorry," Li Baocai quickly apologized.

"It's nothing, just a small matter. By the way, where is Young Master Dai?" Ye Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"Young Master Dai hasn't gotten up yet. You know, he went to sleep rather late last night." Shopkeeper Li gave a lecherous smile, wearing the expression of someone who did not need to explain further.

"Shopkeeper Li, speaking ill of someone behind his back isn't a good habit." Dai Mubai slowly descended from upstairs with the twin sisters.

"Young Master Dai, how would this old man dare speak ill of you?" Shopkeeper Li said with a smile.

"Young Master Dai must have plowed the fields countless times. Shopkeeper Li, hurry and bring out anything in the inn that's good for replenishing vitality," Ye Xiaofeng said with a laugh.

"Right away, Young Master Dai. It'll be ready soon." Shopkeeper Li gave a lecherous chuckle.

Before long, the inn attendants brought out soft-shelled turtle, lamb kidneys, and tiger penis. "Young Master Dai, please enjoy," an attendant said politely before withdrawing.

"Brother Ye understands me best. I really should replenish myself. Come, let's have a drink!" Dai Mubai immediately began drinking and eating.

"Young Master Dai, eat less. You nearly took half our lives last night."

"If you keep doing this, we won't stay with you anymore."

The twin sisters said this with their mouths, but the smiles on their faces betrayed them. It was obvious they had been quite satisfied with what happened last night.

"You said it yourselves. Then I won't bring you out to have fun next time, so don't blame me." Dai Mubai wrapped his arms around their waists and played hard to get.

"Young Master Dai, we were wrong, all right?"

"Yes, we were just talking."

The two women sat on either side of Dai Mubai as he ate. Ye Xiaofeng was mercilessly subjected to their display of affection. Dai Mubai could not beat Ye Xiaofeng in a fight, but he regained some dignity in matters of romance, smiling smugly.

"Brother Ye, are you interested? I can introduce you to two exceptional beauties as well, and they're pure despite growing from the mud." Dai Mubai said with a smile.

"Young Master Dai, my heart is devoted solely to cultivation. I have no other thoughts," Ye Xiaofeng said with a solemn expression.

"Since Brother Ye is unwilling to enjoy yourself, I won't recommend them further. But there is an interesting place. I wonder whether Brother Ye would be interested?" Dai Mubai asked with a smile.

"What interesting place?" Ye Xiaofeng still had two days left and could go have some fun.

"Brother Ye, just follow me."

Dai Mubai led Ye Xiaofeng to the Great Soul Arena of the Heaven Dou Empire. A Soul Fighting Tournament was being held there, and the place was bustling with excitement.

"Brother Ye, interested in playing a round?" Dai Mubai asked with a smile, taking out two masks and handing one to Ye Xiaofeng.

"Since Young Master Dai has invited me, how could I refuse your kindness?" Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Xiaofeng put on the mask. His hands were already itching for a fight. In his simulated Soul Ring state, he could perform beyond his usual limits.

Dai Mubai led Ye Xiaofeng to the registration desk. He gave the attendant ten Gold Soul Coins and had Ye Xiaofeng register his personal information.

Ye Xiaofeng provided his personal information:

Name: Sword God

Martial Soul: Seven Kill

Soul Power Level: 41

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple

After registering him, the attendant glanced at Ye Xiaofeng disdainfully and handed him a token. Ye Xiaofeng gave the attendant one hundred Gold Soul Coins to bet on himself, telling her that after every victory, she was to place all of the previous match's principal and winnings on his next match.

"Miss, place one thousand Gold Soul Coins on him. Put all the winnings and rewards from every match into the next one," Dai Mubai told the beautiful woman at the counter.

The woman looked at the two of them as if they were idiots. They talked as though they were guaranteed to win every match.

As the saying went, wealth came from taking risks. The risk might be great, but the profits were equally generous.

Ye Xiaofeng slowly stepped onto the Great Soul Arena's battle platform and said coldly, "I'll take on any Soul Master at Soul Ancestor level or below. Anyone who refuses to accept this may come up and challenge me."

Very soon, a burly, dark-skinned young man of eighteen or nineteen stepped forward. Clearly, he was the first person unwilling to accept Ye Xiaofeng's words.

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant. But I like that," the man said contemptuously.

"Welcome to the Great Soul Arena of the Heaven Dou Empire. Please look at the personal information of both contestants:

Name: Sword God

Martial Soul: Seven Kill

Soul Power Level: 41

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple

Name: Niu Dali

Martial Soul: Rhinoceros

Soul Power Level: 43

Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple

"Our Niu Dali previously achieved an impressive five-match winning streak, while Sword God is competing in the Great Soul Arena for the first time. Who will emerge victorious in this match? Let us wait and see."

"The match begins!"

"Dali! Dali! Dali!" The spectators below shouted their support for Niu Dali. Clearly, they did not think highly of Ye Xiaofeng.

"First Soul Skill—Stone Casting to Test the Way!" Niu Dali immediately launched the first attack.

Ye Xiaofeng's gaze changed at once. He gathered all his power into his sword, carrying the majesty of a ruler descending upon the world.

Everyone on the platform was dumbfounded. If Ye Xiaofeng did not defend himself, Niu Dali's first Soul Skill would instantly defeat him. Only the corner of Dai Mubai's mouth curled upward slightly.

"Sweep the Thousand Armies!" Ye Xiaofeng used the same move against Niu Dali.

With only one sword strike, he shattered Niu Dali's Soul Skill. Niu Dali had no time to react or defend against the strike before he was sent flying off the battle platform. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and he lay at death's door before passing out. Medical personnel carried him away.

"Shouldn't you announce the result?" Ye Xiaofeng reminded the host. Everyone was still stunned by what they had just witnessed, and the host was pulled back to reality by Ye Xiaofeng's words.

"First match, Sword God wins!"

"Truly trash," Ye Xiaofeng said disdainfully.

"How can you say that? A warrior may be killed, but not humiliated!" Someone below the stage immediately protested on Niu Dali's behalf.

"I wasn't calling him trash. I was saying that every Soul Master at Soul Ancestor level or below beneath this stage is trash."

Ye Xiaofeng was deliberately provoking their anger. Only then would more people challenge him, allowing him to temper himself better.