You Look Down on Support Spirit Masters?

A powerful pale-white light suddenly burst from Dai Mubai. He stretched both arms out to his sides, and his bones crackled all over.

Next, his muscles abruptly swelled like balloons, stretching his clothes taut. Every muscle stood out sharply beneath the fabric, and even the air around him seemed to grow turbulent.

His golden hair instantly turned black and white. White made up most of it, with a few strands of black standing out distinctly.

Four faint markings appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the character for "king."

The most dramatic change was to his hands, which had swollen to two or three times their original size and were covered in white fur.

As Dai Mubai flexed his fingers, short, dagger-like claws repeatedly emerged from and withdrew into his palms.

Each claw was as sharp as a blade and a full eight inches long!

Dai Mubai stared fixedly at Oscar, leaning his upper body forward. His four pupils had turned a deep, dark blue, making him seem like a killing machine.

Two bright yellow rings rose one after the other from beneath his feet. As the Spirit Rings revolved, his surging Soul Power pressed against them like crashing waves.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, level 25 Battle Spirit Master. Please, teach me."

With a dignified, domineering air, Dai Mubai announced his Martial Soul and level, formally issuing a challenge.

"Oscar, Martial Soul: Sausage, level 20 Tool Spirit Master. Please, teach me."

Dai Mubai's white eyebrows twitched, and the corner of his mouth jerked.

"Your Martial Soul is a sausage? You're a Support Spirit Master?"

Oscar merely smiled at him.

"What, you look down on Support Spirit Masters?"

Oscar's confirmation made Dai Mubai feel as if someone had shoved a dead fly into his mouth. It was disgusting!

What kind of Support Spirit Master was this strong? Weren't these guys just rookies who got cut down with one stroke on the battlefield?!

Who could even believe this? I'm a Power Attack System Spirit Master with a White Tiger Martial Soul, and I'm getting beaten up by a Food System Support Tool Spirit Master with a Sausage Martial Soul!

Seeing Dai Mubai's expression, Oscar could already guess what he was thinking.

Over the years, Oscar had fought plenty of Power Attack Spirit Masters. He'd even killed several Power Attack Evil Soul Masters.

If he hadn't always made a habit of keeping something in reserve, both his Taiji Sword Technique and Feng Hou Qi Gate could have put Dai Mubai down in a short time.

"Don't worry. You can't beat me."

Oscar seemed to see Dai Mubai's concern and spoke up.

Since things had already come to this, Oscar also wanted to find out how he measured up against a Power Attack Spirit Master without using Feng Hou Qi Gate or the Taiji Sword Technique.

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul was among the very best of the Power Attack System's Beast Spirit types. An opportunity like this was exceptionally rare.

After speaking, Oscar didn't summon his Martial Soul. He had only one Soul Skill, and it was for recovery, so it wouldn't help much in this fight.

In these circumstances, Oscar looked considerably more serious. He swung his arms in a circle, shifted from the Holding Ball Posture, and performed the Diagonal Flying Step.

"Your fighting skills are impressive. It's been a long time since I've met an opponent like you. Don't worry—I'll control my strength."

Dai Mubai moved. After Martial Soul Possession, he seemed to have become an entirely different person. His white hair had barely begun to flutter when his explosively powerful body was already in front of Oscar.

The claws attached to all ten fingers shot out at once, raking toward Oscar, but Oscar dodged with a sliding tackle.

Taking advantage of the opening, Oscar also punched Dai Mubai in the stomach as he flew through the air.

"So hard!"

Oscar shook his hand. That punch had felt like hitting a steel plate. Not only had it failed to hurt Dai Mubai, but Oscar's hand had gone numb.

Still, it had given him a rough idea of Dai Mubai's defensive ability, and he began to formulate a plan.

As Oscar was thinking, Dai Mubai quickly caught up. Before Oscar could get back to his feet, he swung a fist down at his head.

Oscar dodged the punch with Xianzi Body Rotation, but Dai Mubai followed up with a kick. Oscar had no choice but to use Moon-Kicking Body Rotation, vaulting swiftly into the air.

By now, the fight had left the children and parents who had come to register at Shrek Academy utterly stunned. They stared at the scene with their mouths hanging open in disbelief.

At the same time, their desire to join Shrek Academy grew even stronger!

After narrowly avoiding Dai Mubai's pursuit, Oscar quickly retreated. Dai Mubai pushed off with both legs, spun in midair, and plunged down, smashing all four limbs toward Oscar's head.

This was the signature move Dai Mubai had used earlier, but now that he had released his Martial Soul, he was completely different from before.

Oscar knew that if that attack hit, he'd be picking out funeral arrangements for sure, so he could only retreat again.

After Dai Mubai landed, he immediately launched another attack with a backhand straight punch aimed at Oscar's chest, but Oscar blocked it with his forearm.

When the punch failed, Dai Mubai turned it into an elbow strike and swung at Oscar, but Oscar blocked the elbow and deflected the attack.

"Try this!"

A triumphant smile flickered in Dai Mubai's Evil Eyes. His elbow strike instantly turned into a straight punch aimed at Oscar's kidney.

Oscar managed to block it, but his reaction was half a beat too slow. The blow sent him flying four or five meters. Before he could steady himself, Dai Mubai charged in again and slapped at his head with a huge palm.

Oscar ducked quickly, then turned and retreated to avoid Dai Mubai's whip kick. While Dai Mubai's old strength had faded and his new strength had yet to rise, Oscar used Shuttle Back and Forth from the 24-Form Taiji Fist to counterattack swiftly. Finally, he pushed both hands forward with Lion Opens Mouth, knocking Dai Mubai back.

But the move had left both of Oscar's hands numb. This guy was just too hard!

Just as Oscar was about to open up the distance and wear Dai Mubai down, Dai Mubai launched himself at him.

"Getting impatient?"

Oscar thought, taking advantage of Dai Mubai's mistake to slap him squarely in the face. His palm made intimate contact with Dai Mubai's cheek.

"You!"

Dai Mubai was both shocked and furious. He'd deliberately left himself open to attack because he'd calculated Oscar's stamina.

He was exhausting both his stamina and Soul Power, unlike Oscar, who could only rely on his stamina!

What he hadn't expected was that the Soul Power flowing through Oscar's body was different from his own. Oscar's Soul Power was perfectly suited to the techniques of Taiji Fist, allowing him to draw on it at any time!

The result was that Dai Mubai got slapped across the face again. It felt worse than being killed!

If word got out that a Power Attack Spirit Master had been slapped in the face twice by a Support Spirit Master, he'd never be able to show his face again!

Humiliated and angry, Dai Mubai launched a quick attack, only for Oscar's waiting arm to form White Crane Spreads Its Wings. One arm caught both of Dai Mubai's, and Oscar struck him on the head with an elbow once more.

Suddenly, a brilliant white light shone from Dai Mubai. His Evil Eyes turned white, and his first Spirit Ring burst into dazzling light, forming a white barrier around him.

"White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

Oscar was just about to use the Slanting Flying Posture to knock Dai Mubai back, but the white light forced him to retreat. Then Dai Mubai's Second Soul Ring lit up.

"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

A massive burst of white light gathered in an instant. With a roar from Dai Mubai, a milky-white orb of light shot from his mouth toward Oscar.