Evil Tiger Dai Mubai!

Rose Hotel lobby.

The moment Dai Mubai released his Soul Rings, waves of air surged around him.

The surrounding guests hurriedly backed away, whispering among themselves from behind.

"It's actually Young Master Dai!"

"I heard he broke through to level thirty-seven just a few days ago!"

"Young Master Dai is notorious for his terrible temper. These three youngsters are probably in for it..."

Hearing the respectful discussion around him, Dai Mubai raised his chin, undisguised arrogance filling his evil eyes.

"Leave now, and it's not too late."

Tang San's expression darkened slightly. Just as he was about to step forward, a hand gently pressed down on his shoulder.

"Brother Chen?"

Seeing Jiang Chen step forward, surprise flashed across Tang San and Xiao Wu's faces.

They could not help but look forward to it.

Since absorbing his second Soul Ring two and a half years ago, they had never seen Jiang Chen use his Soul Power or Soul Skills again.

But Tang San, who possessed the Mysterious Heaven Skill, could vaguely sense that Brother Chen's vitality was far greater than his own.

"Little San, how many seconds do you think this hooligan can last?" Xiao Wu nudged Tang San with her elbow.

Tang San considered it briefly before answering seriously, "I can't guess how many seconds, but I can be certain of one thing."

"He'll definitely lose within three moves."

By then, Jiang Chen had already strolled to the front. He swept his gaze over Dai Mubai, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.

"Young Master Dai, right? I see dark circles under your eyes and weakness in your steps. Those are signs of kidney deficiency. So young, yet already lacking kidney qi... Are you sure you still need this room?"

"Pfft..."

Xiao Wu could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

Five years had passed, but Jiang Chen's tongue was still just as venomous.

It was not just Xiao Wu. Even the two female companions beside Dai Mubai covered their mouths and snickered.

Lies did not hurt people. The truth was the sharpest blade.

Having his sore spot poked by Jiang Chen, Dai Mubai's face instantly turned ashen. His pair of mismatched eyes nearly spat fire.

"Heh, I've changed my mind."

A cruel smile rose on Dai Mubai's gloomy face as he said in a low voice, "If I don't break your legs today, I'll take your surname!"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, disgust flashing over his face. "Forget it. I don't want another son."

"You're courting death!"

Dai Mubai's mismatched eyes widened as Soul Power surged from his body. Behind him appeared a ferocious white tiger.

It was his Martial Soul, the Evil Eye White Tiger.

As the white tiger phantom gradually merged into his body, his figure swelled slightly, his muscles became more defined, his hands transformed into sharp claws, and a faint "king" pattern appeared on his forehead.

His entire aura suddenly became far more fierce.

Jiang Chen did not move from where he stood. Instead, he folded his arms and examined him with interest.

This was his first time seeing Martial Soul Possession. And he had to admit, it did look pretty convincing after possession.

"Die!"

Dai Mubai roared, stomping his left foot hard against the ground. He shot toward Jiang Chen like a cannonball leaving its barrel.

His right fist, carrying the savage Soul Power of the White Tiger Martial Soul, smashed forward!

The force of the punch stirred up visible waves of air, making the decorative paintings in the hotel lobby rattle loudly.

"What terrifying strength!" Tang San's gaze sharpened.

Though Dai Mubai's character was somewhat lacking, he did have some ability.

The might of that punch alone far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Elder. It had likely already reached the level of a Soul Elder.

Yet Jiang Chen still wore the same indifferent expression. He merely raised his left hand casually, spread his fingers, and met the incoming punch.

Bang!

The collision of fist and palm sent a blast of air through the lobby, scattering papers from the front desk everywhere.

In the next instant, Dai Mubai's expression changed drastically.

He felt as though his punch had struck a piece of Mystic Iron. His knuckles were numbed by the impact, yet the other party had not even swayed.

Then, Dai Mubai felt a strange inner force surge from the other party's palm into his arm, exploding again and again like layer upon layer of crashing waves.

"What?!"

In his shock, Jiang Chen's left palm suddenly shook.

Boom!

Dai Mubai flew backward like a kite with its string cut, smashing into a decorative vase in the corner of the lobby and crashing into the shattered pieces with a clatter.

His two female companions screamed in fright and darted away.

"I still underestimated Brother Chen."

Tang San shook his head helplessly. "I didn't expect him to use just one move."

Xiao Wu clapped her hands with a grin. "That kidney-deficient guy really can't take a beating!"

After a while, Dai Mubai climbed to his feet in a sorry state, his face shifting between green and white.

He lowered his head to look at his trembling right fist. The web between his thumb and forefinger had already split open and begun to bleed.

"You win."

Dai Mubai had already calmed down from his anger. His gaze toward Jiang Chen was filled with complicated emotions.

"I, Dai Mubai, am not someone who can't accept defeat. This room is yours. Put the hotel bill on my tab, and I'll compensate for the damage to the lobby as well."

After speaking, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he straightened up. He took several Gold Soul Coins from his robes and tossed them to the waiter cowering behind the counter.

"That's enough to cover it, right?" he shouted irritably.

The waiter nodded shakily. "E-Enough, enough..."

"Hmph!"

Dai Mubai glanced at Jiang Chen, his expression somewhat unnatural. "What is your name? Why have I never seen you before?"

In his view, someone capable of defeating him in an instant could not possibly be unknown in Suotuo City.

Moreover, this guy had not even used Soul Skills or Soul Power. He had defeated him with pure physical strength alone.

"If you want to know my name, you're not qualified." Jiang Chen's indifferent voice rang out.

In the original story, Dai Mubai was the person he despised most.

As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, he was not only cowardly and selfish, but had also abandoned his fiancée, leaving a girl to bear the pressure of her family and empire alone.

Meanwhile, he himself enjoyed the company of beautiful women in Suotuo City, indulging in pleasure.

Jiang Chen's words choked Dai Mubai, freezing his expression. He clenched his injured fist tightly, yet surprisingly did not lose his temper.

"Fine, fine..."

Dai Mubai took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. "The current me is indeed not qualified to know your name."

"But not being qualified now doesn't mean I won't be qualified in the future."

"In a few years, I'll definitely defeat you!"

In his view, Jiang Chen had only defeated him because of his advantage in age and physique.

As long as he cultivated diligently over the next few years, he might not be unable to overtake Jiang Chen and surpass him.

"Huh? Why don't I understand what this hooligan means?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu was somewhat confused.

"Xiao Wu, he means that Brother Chen was able to defeat him because of an age advantage," Tang San explained.

"Pfft, an age advantage?"

Xiao Wu immediately burst out laughing. "You hooligan, you really have no shame. If you can't accept defeat, just say so. What age advantage?"

After saying that, she pointed at Jiang Chen. "Do you know this guy only turned twelve a few months ago?"

"What?!"

Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly shrank, as though an invisible hammer had smashed him right in the face.

"T-Twelve...?"

He repeatedly looked Jiang Chen over in disbelief.

He was taller than Dai Mubai, carried himself with calm composure, and had displayed a steadiness far beyond his peers during their exchange just now...

And you're telling me he was twelve?!