Dai Mubai's Provocation!

Dai Mubai's cold, sinister gaze fell on Chen Feng. He nodded. "Very good. It's been a long time since anyone dared speak to me like that.

"You two have Soul Power fluctuations as well. You should be Soul Masters, right?

"Then come at me together. If you can beat me, I'll leave immediately. Otherwise, this young lady will have dinner with me tonight."

Hearing the man with double pupils, the twin girls beside him giggled foolishly. They did not seem worried in the slightest as they obediently released his arm and stepped aside.

Just then, the innkeeper hurried out, his face full of anxiety. "Let's talk this out, let's talk this out. Please, don't fight."

Dai Mubai shot him a sidelong glance. "Innkeeper, what? You don't want me supporting your business anymore?"

The innkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile. "Young Master Dai, please don't say that. I'm just running an inn. I only hope everyone can settle things peacefully, peacefully!"

Chen Feng looked at Dai Mubai coldly. "I just taught Tang San a lesson this morning. I didn't expect I'd have to teach you one now."

"Brat, you're that confident? You think someone like you is worthy of teaching me a lesson?" Dai Mubai said coldly.

"Young Master Dai, Young Master Dai, you..." Manager Wang was frantic, his face pleading.

A sharp glint flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes. "Enough nonsense. I'll cover all the damages."

At that moment, Kamisato Ayaka stood and came to Chen Feng's side. She softly warned, "Traveler, be careful. He's stronger than Tang San."

Chen Feng remembered that, in the original story, Dai Mubai and Tang San had also fought the moment they met.

In the end, the two had been nearly evenly matched. Dai Mubai had not held much of an advantage. Since Chen Feng could defeat Tang San, defeating Dai Mubai would not be difficult either.

Dai Mubai looked coldly at Chen Feng. "Brat, the two of you can come at me together. I never bully people!"

Hearing Dai Mubai say that, Kamisato immediately prepared herself to fight alongside Chen Feng.

Chen Feng shook his head and stepped forward, blocking Kamisato behind him. "Don't worry, Ayaka. I'm enough to deal with him alone."

"Traveler, you..."

Chen Feng gave Kamisato Ayaka a resolute look, then said, "Don't worry."

Kamisato finally nodded. She knew Chen Feng was not a reckless person. Since he had chosen to face Dai Mubai alone, he must have had his reasons.

Dai Mubai's eyes were now filled with frost. He stared coldly at Chen Feng and said in a deep voice, "Since you're looking to die, I'll grant your wish!"

The moment he spoke, his entire body became a blur as he charged forward. He was as fast as Thunderclap, and his momentum was vast and overwhelming.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. He did not dare let down his guard. His right leg slammed against the ground, a tremendous force surging up from beneath his foot as his body shot forward. At the same time, he clenched his right fist, frantically circulating the Soul Power within him and gathering it upon his fist before throwing a punch at Dai Mubai.

Bang!

Their fists collided, erupting with a powerful boom.

Dai Mubai let out a muffled grunt and was forced back several steps.

Chen Feng also took one step back. He had to admit that Dai Mubai's cultivation realm was indeed slightly higher than his.

But that did not mean Chen Feng had no chance of winning.

"White Tiger, Martial Soul Possession." A fierce pale light suddenly erupted from Dai Mubai's body. He spread his arms to either side, thrust out his chest, and his bones crackled loudly. His muscles swelled abruptly, stretching his clothes taut.

Every muscle beneath his clothes became exceptionally distinct. Even the air around him seemed to turn violent.

His golden hair instantly became black and white, with white taking up most of it while several strands of black stood out sharply. Four faint markings appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the character for king.

His hands underwent the greatest change, growing more than twice their original size. White fur covered his palms, and short dagger-like claws repeatedly extended from and retracted into his hands as his fingers moved. Every claw was like a blade, fully eight inches long, gleaming with a dark, chilling light.

Dai Mubai slowly leaned forward, and all four of his pupils turned a deep, profound blue. He gave off the feeling of a machine made for slaughter.

Three shining rings rose one after another beneath his feet. They silently ascended, two yellow and one purple. As the Soul Rings revolved, surging Soul Power formed a wave-like pressure that bore down upon them.

Three Soul Rings appeared around Dai Mubai's body. His third Soul Ring was purple.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger. Level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder." Amid his imposing aura, Young Master Dai announced his Martial Soul and level, signifying a formal challenge.

Chen Feng's gaze remained calm. He extended his hand, and the Frost Snow Sword instantly condensed in his grasp.

Then, Chen Feng's two Soul Rings emerged as well.

One yellow and one purple.

Upon seeing Chen Feng's purple Soul Ring, Dai Mubai was immediately stunned, his eyes filled with confusion.

According to the story, Chen Feng should not have possessed a purple Soul Ring!

But his gaze soon locked onto Chen Feng again, because he noticed that although Chen Feng had released his Soul Skills, his Soul Power fluctuations still remained around level twenty-five, perhaps even lower.

But how could someone like that have a millennium-level second Soul Ring?

"Your second Soul Ring is actually millennium-level?" Dai Mubai looked at Chen Feng and asked.

Chen Feng calmly looked at Dai Mubai. "What? Are you afraid?"

Dai Mubai immediately shouted coldly, "I'm a Soul Elder. You're only a Soul Grandmaster. Do you think I'd be afraid of you?"

"Die!"

Dai Mubai moved. After Martial Soul Possession, he seemed to have become a completely different person. Just as his white hair rose, his body, filled with explosive strength, had already arrived before Chen Feng.

The claws attached to all ten fingers of his hands sprang out at once, slashing toward Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng sneered and swung the sword in his hand. Terrifying sword energy burst forth, charging directly toward Dai Mubai's attack.

A cruel curve appeared on Dai Mubai's lips. He brought his claws together, and a strange rhythm immediately burst forth.

At the same time, the White Tiger phantom behind him suddenly raised its forelimbs and struck at Chen Feng with claws as sharp as blades.

At the same time, Chen Feng flicked his wrist, and the blade tore through the air, aiming straight for Dai Mubai's throat.

Everything happened too fast, in the blink of an eye.

The savage grin on Dai Mubai's face had not yet faded when the sword energy arrived.

Sshk—

The sound of claws shattering rang out. Dai Mubai cried out in pain as the terrifying sword energy instantly sliced across his arm, blood flowing freely!

Dai Mubai stared at the blood on his hand, inwardly shocked.

He had not expected a Soul Grandmaster to actually be able to injure him!