White Tiger!

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace.

"Despicable!"

Zhu Zhuqing could not help but curse out loud.

"As an older brother, to go all out against a five-year-old younger brother, even using a soul skill!"

"He's nothing but an animal!"

Qian Renxue also furrowed her brows, her eyes filled with a spreading killing intent.

"This Dai Weisi deserves to die."

Although they knew that Dai Mubai would be fine in the end, seeing this scene still made their hearts tighten involuntarily.

That was a soul skill, after all!

How could a five-year-old, with nothing but a mortal body, possibly block it?

Even Bibi Dong, far away in the Martial Soul Hall, sat up straight unconsciously at this moment.

"Little one, how will you handle this?"

"This is a genuine soul power attack."

Black World.

Seeing Dai Weisi get serious, Yu Xiaogang smiled.

"Look."

"Was I wrong?"

"Once Dai Weisi gets serious, the advantage of a soul master becomes apparent."

"Once a soul skill is unleashed, mortals must retreat."

"This is an insurmountable chasm!"

Tang San also sighed and shook his head slightly:

"It's over."

"The Dai Mubai of this White World is too impulsive."

"If he had run away immediately after that kick earlier, he might have had a chance."

"But now..."

Dai Mubai even wore a look of satisfaction on his face.

"This is the price of arrogance!"

"Trying to defy the heavens at five years old? Keep dreaming!"

"After this move, he'll be crippled if not dead!"

However.

The next second.

The scene that unfolded on the Sky Screen.

Caused the smiles of everyone in the Black World to freeze on their faces instantly.

It even.

Turned into terror.

In the image.

Facing Dai Weisi, who was charging over like a mad tiger.

Facing that soul skill flickering with lethal light.

The five-year-old little Dai Mubai still did not retreat.

Not only did he not retreat.

He did not even show the slightest trace of panic.

He merely lowered his waist slightly.

Within those double pupils, stars seemed to be flickering and fading.

From his small body, a burst of indescribable momentum suddenly erupted.

That was not soul power.

That was a will... pure to the extreme!

"A soul skill?"

"Do you dare to call yourself a hero with borrowed power?"

The voice fell.

A punch was thrown.

It was still that simple, plain punch.

But this time.

It did not trigger any tremors in the void as it had before.

All the power, all the momentum, and all the intent of the fist.

Were entirely contained within that small fist.

There was no blinding radiance.

Only the rustic and heavy feeling of returning to simplicity.

"Break!"

A crisp, low shout.

That small fist met Dai Weisi's White Tiger Intense Light Wave and Protection Barrier head-on.

It was like a red-hot iron rod piercing through a block of tofu.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present.

That seemingly indestructible White Tiger Protection Barrier did not even last a single second against that small fist.

Crack!

The sound of shattering was clearly audible.

Immediately following.

That mass of White Tiger Intense Light Wave, which had just condensed into shape, was directly blasted apart by this punch!

It turned into specks of light, dissipating into the air.

The momentum of the punch did not diminish.

It drove straight in.

Finally.

It slammed heavily into Dai Weisi's chin.

"Bang!"

This dull thud was even heavier and more heart-stopping than the kick from just a moment ago.

Dai Weisi was like a kite with a broken string.

He traced a miserable parabola through the air.

Flying a full dozen meters away!

Finally, he slammed hard into the ground, unable to even let out a scream before his eyes rolled back and he passed out cold.

His Martial Soul Possession state was instantly dispelled.

Silence.

Still silence.

But this time, the silence was even more deathly than before.

Black World.

Yu Xiaogang's mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.

His hand pointing at the Sky Screen trembled violently, and a "gurgling" sound came from his throat, yet he could not utter a complete sentence.

Broken...

The soul skill was broken?

By a five-year-old child, with a fist, forcibly broken?

How is this possible?!

This completely defies the common sense of the soul master world!

Tang San's pupils also contracted violently.

"This..."

"What kind of power is this?"

"To actually be able to crush soul power head-on?"

Black World, Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong leaned against the Pope throne, her nonchalant posture now vanished.

She sat up straight, and for the first time, a ripple of emotion crossed those eyes filled with majesty.

"Without using soul power, relying solely on physical strength and force-exertion techniques to crush a century-level soul skill head-on."

Bibi Dong tapped her fingers lightly against her scepter, her voice echoing through the vast, empty hall.

"Even to a Title Douluo, this is an extremely exquisite method."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stood below the steps, holding a Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum with a pinched orchid finger, his expression equally grave.

"Your Majesty is correct."

"That child is only five years old, yet his control over power has reached such a meticulous level."

"Even when we were young, we were far from achieving this."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

What she cared about was not the power of that punch, but the talent and comprehension represented behind it.

It was simply terrifying!

Black World.

Sea God Island, in front of the Sea God Hall.

Bo Saixi stood silently atop the red jade steps, draped in a red robe.

The sea breeze lifted her long hair, revealing a face of stunning beauty.

Watching the high-spirited little boy on the Sky Screen, a trace of envy actually flickered in her eyes.

"The me in the other world must be watching him right now."

Bo Saixi murmured softly.

In this world, she was the Sea God Douluo, high and mighty, yet she was also a prisoner of her own domain, unable to leave Sea God Island for a single step for the rest of her life.

Loneliness had been her only companion for hundreds of years.

But that White World was different.

That Dai Mubai had broken conventions and subverted perceptions.

If she could witness such a genius, even if just to catch a glimpse from afar, perhaps it could add a splash of color to these dull years of guarding the island.

"I really want to meet you, Little White Emperor."

The corners of Bo Saixi's mouth curled upward, and at that smile, even the surrounding seawater seemed to soften a little.

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace.

The atmosphere inside the great hall was heated to the extreme.

As Dai Weisi was sent flying by a single punch on the Sky Screen, the beauties of the harem were completely ecstatic.

"Well hit!"

Ning Rongrong was so excited she jumped right off Dai Mubai's lap, waving her pink fists:

"That's exactly how you should hit him!"

"Let him be arrogant! Let him use his soul skills!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing was not as boisterous as Ning Rongrong, her beautiful eyes were sparkling with brilliance.

She walked behind Dai Mubai, extended her slender fingers to gently knead his shoulders, and said in a soft voice:

"For Your Majesty to possess such divine might at such a young age, this concubine is in awe."

Qian Renxue was even more direct.

She picked up a cup of fine wine from the table, took a sip, and then leaned down, pressing her red lips directly onto Dai Mubai's.

The fragrance of wine overflowed.

It was an aggressive kiss, carrying Qian Renxue's characteristic arrogance and passion.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Qian Renxue wiped the corner of her mouth, looking at Dai Mubai with seductive, watery eyes:

"This is your reward."