Dai Mubai Strikes, the Strong Remain Strong!

"However..."

Ning Rongrong turned her head to look at Dai Mubai, a hint of craftiness flashing in her eyes:

"Your Majesty, did you really not use any soul power back then?"

Dai Mubai chuckled softly, saying nothing, only pointing toward the Sky Screen.

"Just watch."

Inside the Sky Screen.

Facing the pressure from Dai Weisi.

The five-year-old little Dai Mubai finally spoke.

"Imperial brother."

"Do you really think that just because you've eaten a few more years of rice than me, you're something special?"

Dai Weisi was stunned, then immediately flew into a rage:

"Stubborn to the end!"

"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

"Get on your knees!"

Dai Weisi roared, reaching out directly to grab Dai Mubai's shoulder.

With this grab, a faint white glow of soul power shimmered on his hand.

He was truly attacking, without the slightest bit of mercy.

If this claw had connected, an ordinary person's collarbone would likely have been crushed instantly.

The crowd in the Black World held their breath.

It's over.

This child is finished.

However.

Just at the moment Dai Weisi's palm was about to touch Dai Mubai's shoulder.

He moved.

That small figure, who had been sitting quietly, moved.

Not retreating.

Not dodging.

But—attacking!

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed.

The onlookers' eyes couldn't even keep up with the movement.

They only felt a blur before their eyes.

Immediately after.

They saw the previously aggressive Dai Weisi arch his body violently, like a boiled shrimp.

His eyes bulged, and his face instantly turned the color of liver.

His feet left the ground as he was sent flying backward!

The scene seemed to slow down at this moment.

People clearly saw.

The five-year-old little Dai Mubai had already stood up at some point.

His right leg remained in a high-kicking posture.

That kick had landed solidly right in the center of Dai Weisi's chest!

Simple.

Direct.

It was just fast!

So fast that even Dai Weisi, who possessed soul power, hadn't been able to react!

"Thud!"

Dai Weisi crashed heavily onto the grass three meters away, rolling twice and ending up covered in mud, looking utterly wretched.

Black World.

Inside the Heaven Dou Camp, everyone's jaws were practically hitting the floor.

The mocking words they had prepared were all stuck in their throats.

"This..."

"Am I seeing things?"

A soldier who had just been talking about going home to collect his laundry stood there, completely unaware that the clothes in his hands had dropped to the ground.

"He kicked him away?"

"A five-year-old child kicked a twelve-year-old soul master away?"

"How is this possible?!"

This completely subverted their understanding of reality.

That was a soul master!

Even if he was only level ten-something, he was still a soul master!

How could he be kicked away like a soccer ball by an ordinary child?

In the crowd.

Dai Mubai's eyes were bulging out of their sockets.

"Impossible!"

He shouted out in disbelief:

"Dai Weisi already had his first soul ring at that time, he had soul power protecting his body!"

"How could an ordinary person's kick break through his defense?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

He could not accept it.

Because if it had been him at five years old, facing that grab from Dai Weisi, his legs would have already turned to jelly from fear.

Yet this version of himself from the White World not only wasn't afraid, but had actually counterattacked?

How was he supposed to handle this?

Everyone's gaze subconsciously turned toward the "Master of Theory," Yu Xiaogang.

After all, the Master had just sworn with absolute certainty that the win rate was zero.

At this moment.

Yu Xiaogang's old face flushed bright red, as if he had been slapped hard across the cheek.

But he was the Master, after all, and his mental fortitude was extremely strong.

He took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his expression, and forced an explanation:

"A sneak attack!"

"This was a sneak attack!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was loud, seemingly to cover up his own embarrassment:

"Didn't you all see it?"

"Dai Weisi had no defenses up at all!"

"He was careless and underestimated his opponent!"

"And that child from the White World clearly took advantage of that to catch him off guard."

"This doesn't prove his strength is greater than Dai Weisi's; it only proves he is insidious and good at exploiting loopholes."

Having said that, Yu Xiaogang regained his composure and sneered:

"Just wait."

"That kind of petty trick can only work once."

"Once Dai Weisi reacts, takes it seriously, and even uses his soul skills."

"That child will learn what a true, absolute gap in power feels like!"

After hearing the Master's analysis.

Tang San also nodded in agreement:

"Teacher is right."

"Although that kick was fast, the force behind it wasn't actually that great; it was only because it struck a vital point that Dai Weisi lost his balance."

"What follows will be the real battle."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers suddenly realized the truth.

So it was just a sneak attack!

It scared them to death; they had almost thought he was a real monster.

White World.

Bibi Dong watched the screen, the smile on her lips deepening.

"That was perfect control of timing and the ultimate application of physical strength."

"That little fellow held back his strength with that kick; otherwise, that fool named Dai Weisi would have had his ribs shattered long ago."

On Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi's eyes shimmered with brilliance.

"Such a decisive temperament."

"No wasted words, just direct action."

"This is the bearing of a powerhouse."

The Sky Screen footage continued.

Dai Weisi, having been kicked away, finally regained his senses after a brief moment of bewilderment.

A sharp pain radiated from his chest, making it nearly impossible for him to breathe.

But what he found even more unbearable than the pain was the shame!

In front of so many followers.

He, the dignified First Prince, had actually been kicked away by a five-year-old brat?

This was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace!

"You bastard!"

Dai Weisi scrambled up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot, his once-handsome face now twisted into a hideous expression.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I'm going to cripple you!"

Accompanying his roar.

A powerful wave of soul power erupted from within his body.

"Martial Soul, possess!"

ROAR!

A tiger's roar echoed out.

Behind Dai Weisi, the phantom of a white tiger emerged.

His body began to swell, muscles bulging and tearing through his clothes.

His hands transformed into tiger claws, glinting with the cold, lethal light of blades.

Most eye-catching of all.

Was the yellow ring of light rising beneath his feet.

A century-level soul ring!

"Go to hell!"

Dai Weisi had completely lost his reason.

He didn't care if the opponent was his own younger brother, nor did he care that the boy was only five years old.

He only wanted to wash away his shame!

That yellow soul ring suddenly flared with light.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

Although it was a defensive skill, under Dai Weisi's full-force activation, the layer of white light carried a formidable impact.

He lunged like a tiger descending from the mountain, wrapped in a gale of wind, and charged fiercely toward little Dai Mubai!

At the same time.

A ball of white light was gathering in his mouth.

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

Although it was difficult for him to cast his second soul skill instantly with his current soul power, he was clearly desperate, forcibly channeling his energy into his mouth, preparing to unleash it the moment he closed the distance to blast this detestable brat into dust!