Dai Mubai One-Shots with a Punch! A Sensation Across Both Realms! Zhu Zhuqing is the Fiancée!

A single punch to kill a century-level Spirit Beast instantly.

This was not merely a matter of strength.

It was also about the precise control of combat timing, and that unstoppable, indomitable momentum.

"This guy..."

"He really is a monster."

Qian Renxue thought to herself.

This kind of power stirred a strong desire for conquest within her.

Only a man like this was worthy of her, Qian Renxue.

The Sky Screen continued to shift.

After finishing off the Nether Wolf, Dai Mubai slowly retracted his fist.

He did not even spare a second glance at the wolf's corpse.

It was as if he had just performed a trivial, insignificant task.

He turned around, his gaze falling upon the young Zhu Zhuqing, who was still sitting on the ground.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was completely stunned.

She stared at the boy before her, who was not much older than herself.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting a golden rim of light around him.

In that instant.

In the eyes of the young Zhu Zhuqing, he was not human.

He was a god.

He was the War God sent by the heavens to save her.

Dai Mubai took a step forward and arrived in front of her.

His expression remained calm, devoid of any post-rescue showing off or desire for praise.

He crouched down.

His eyes were now level with Zhu Zhuqing's.

"Can you still walk?"

His voice was very soft.

Although it still carried a hint of childishness, it gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly into those heterochromatic eyes.

Golden and red light swirled within them, mysterious and noble.

She subconsciously shook her head, then nodded.

Then, she lowered her head to look at her swollen ankle.

A large patch had turned purple there; it was clearly a severe sprain.

Dai Mubai followed her gaze.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Without any wasted words.

He reached out directly and grasped Zhu Zhuqing's small foot.

"Ah..."

Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft cry and tried to pull her foot back, but it was held firmly by that warm, large hand.

"Don't move."

Two short words.

Yet they carried an unquestionable power.

Zhu Zhuqing instantly dared not move, shrinking there like an obedient little kitten.

Dai Mubai's fingers pressed gently against her ankle a few times.

"It's fine, the bone isn't broken."

"Just a sprained tendon."

As he spoke, a faint, milky-white halo lit up on his palm.

That was spirit power.

He was using his own spirit power to help Zhu Zhuqing clear the stagnant blood.

A warm current surged from her ankle throughout her entire body, and the piercing pain subsided significantly in an instant.

Zhu Zhuqing's small face turned red instantly.

She had never had such intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex before.

Even the cousins in her family either kept their distance from her or were filled with hostility.

No one had ever.

Treated her with such gentleness.

"Alright."

After a moment, Dai Mubai let go.

He stood up and brushed the dust off his hands.

"This is the depths of the Soul Hunting Ground, not a place you should be."

"Those two attendants must be looking for you; I'll see you out."

Having said that, he turned around, signaling for Zhu Zhuqing to follow.

However, when Zhu Zhuqing tried to stand, although her foot didn't hurt as much, she still couldn't put any strength into it.

She bit her lip, her eyes welling up with tears once again.

That sense of helplessness made her feel incredibly aggrieved.

Dai Mubai heard the movement behind him.

He stopped in his tracks and glanced back.

He sighed helplessly.

"What a hassle."

Despite calling it a hassle, he still walked back.

Then, to Zhu Zhuqing's surprise, he scooped her up into his arms.

"Ah!"

Zhu Zhuqing let out a cry of surprise, her hands instinctively wrapping around Dai Mubai's neck.

Their faces were very close.

Zhu Zhuqing could even smell the faint, pleasant scent on Dai Mubai.

It was the scent of sunshine.

It was also the scent of power.

Her heart was pounding, threatening to jump right out of her throat.

"Hold on tight."

Dai Mubai looked straight ahead, carrying Zhu Zhuqing as easily as if she were a ragdoll.

He strode toward the edge of the forest.

His pace was steady, without the slightest sway.

Held in his arms, Zhu Zhuqing secretly looked up at Dai Mubai's well-defined profile.

Although still youthful.

At this moment, this face had been deeply carved into the depths of her soul.

It could never be erased.

"What... what is your name?"

Zhu Zhuqing gathered her courage and asked in a small voice.

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum.

Dai Mubai didn't look down, merely spitting out three words indifferently:

"Dai Mubai."

Boom!

Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled violently.

Dai Mubai?

That... legendary prince?

The Third Prince, regarded by everyone as a genius and treated as a treasure by His Majesty?

And also...

The fiancé arranged for her by her family?

Zhu Zhuqing widened her eyes in disbelief.

She had heard of Dai Mubai's name.

According to the elders in her family, Dai Mubai was the most talented genius the royal family had seen in a hundred years.

But she had never seen him before.

She had assumed that a prince of such high status would surely be arrogant and insufferable.

But now.

Was this person holding her, the one who had just saved her life, really Dai Mubai?

Surprise exploded in her heart.

Is this my fiancé?

So strong.

So gentle.

He is completely different from what I imagined.

Zhu Zhuqing buried her head in Dai Mubai's chest.

"Dai Mubai..."

She recited the name silently in her heart.

As if she wanted to chew these three words up and swallow them whole.

"What? Are you stunned now that you know who I am?"

Dai Mubai felt the stiffness of the person in his arms and teased her casually.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head.

She lifted her head, her large, black-gem-like eyes shining with an alarming intensity.

She looked at Dai Mubai and said in a tone of unprecedented firmness:

"My name is Zhu Zhuqing."

"Dai Mubai, you saved me."

"When I grow up, I will definitely marry you."

Children speak without restraint.

But at this moment, these words sounded exceptionally solemn.

This was not a joke.

This was the most serious promise a girl could make to her savior and her own future.

Dai Mubai was taken aback.

He clearly hadn't expected the little girl to throw such a direct line at him.

He looked down at Zhu Zhuqing.

He looked at her small face, which was filled with earnestness.

He smiled.

It was a very pure smile.

There was no calculation, no political maneuvering.

"You want to marry me?"

"Then you'll have to work hard."

"Becoming my princess consort isn't that easy."

"At the very least, you can't let yourself be chased around by a century-old puppy anymore."

Zhu Zhuqing was not angry at this teasing.

On the contrary.

She clenched her small fists and nodded heavily.

"I will work hard!"

"I will definitely become very, very strong!"

"Strong enough to be qualified to stand by your side!"

White World, Sea God Island.

Bo Saixi watched this scene on the Sky Screen, and a trace of emotion appeared on her beautiful face, which was usually as calm as an ancient well.

"Such pure emotions."

"Such a powerful physical body."

As one of the three Peerless Douluo of the current age, her judgment was incredibly sharp.

The focus of her attention was not just the interaction between the two children.

It was even more about the potential contained in that punch Dai Mubai had just thrown.