Dai Mubai

Dai Mubai clasped his hands and said, "Sorry, but I'm taking this room."

Xiao Wu angrily pointed at Dai Mubai. "Hey! Have you no shame? We clearly got here first!"

Dai Mubai smiled. "No matter what you say, this room has always been mine. Please leave."

Xiao Wu was so angry she was about to punch Dai Mubai in the face.

Tang San held Xiao Wu back and looked at Dai Mubai. "Brother, do you really have to be so unreasonable?"

"Hmph, how am I being unreasonable? I reserved this room a long time ago. What gives you the right to say I'm unreasonable?" Dai Mubai glared angrily, then stepped forward.

Tang San stepped forward too, and the two released a trace of Soul Power, causing it to collide between them.

Dai Mubai smiled. "So you're Spirit Masters too. How about this: if you can beat me, I'll give you the room!"

"Having a fight? San, want me to help?" Tang Yu said with a smile.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang Yu, who was leaning against the wall with a lazy air, munching on two buns.

"What, are you all together? Fine. The three of you can come at me at once." Dai Mubai spoke with extreme arrogance.

It was hard to blame Dai Mubai for being arrogant. Tang Yu and the others looked about twelve at most, and were probably Soul Grandmasters at best. Why would a Soul Elder like him be afraid?

Tang San and Xiao Wu both smiled at Dai Mubai's words. Tang San said with a smile, "Brother, let's not. If my older brother steps in, you'll lose badly."

Dai Mubai smiled at that. Could a twelve-year-old kid really be stronger than him? His talent was among the best. Even if he wasn't the best in the world, he was certainly far more talented than most twelve-year-olds.

"Are you looking down on me?" As Dai Mubai spoke, his expression suddenly changed. He stomped his right foot, and the phantom of a white tiger appeared behind him. Then three Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

If Tang Yu weren't such a freak, Tang San might have been surprised to see a purple Soul Ring. But now he wasn't surprised at all; after all, Tang Yu's first Soul Ring had been purple.

"Soul Elder." Tang San immediately grew serious.

The receptionist hurriedly called out in alarm, "Sirs, sirs, if you're going to fight, please take it outside!"

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San and the others. "I'll wait for you downstairs."

With that, Dai Mubai went down to the lobby.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, don't join in later. I'll handle him myself."

The three of them headed downstairs, and Tang Xiaomi, who had been eating breakfast in the room, immediately followed when she heard the commotion.

Tang Yu looked at Tang San. "San, how about we take him on together?"

Tang San gave a wry smile. "Brother, if you join in, what would be left for me to do? You'd knock him down in no time."

Tang Yu shrugged. "It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles. I'll fight alongside you later. I won't use Lightning or my Soul Rings—just the Tang Sect Secret Arts."

Tang San nodded slightly. If Tang Yu used only the Tang Sect Secret Arts, his fighting strength would drop considerably. But he could still easily beat ordinary Soul Elders; after all, the gap in Soul Power was right there.