Dai Mubai Killed in One Blow

As the Divine Beast White Tiger appeared, its vertical pupils turned icy. It looked down at the phantom behind Dai Mubai as though gazing at an ant.

The phantom of the Evil White Tiger whimpered.

It seemed to be paying homage, and yet it also seemed to be submitting.

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank to pinpoints. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"This... How is this possible?!"

His voice trembled.

The Evil-Eyed White Tiger was the Dai Family's hereditary Martial Soul in the Star Luo Empire, and one of the highest-ranking Beast Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent.

How could it be suppressed?

How could it submit?

And the Spirit Rings glowing on his opponent were three different colors. He was yet another Soul Master who had broken past the limits!

Why hadn't he encountered anyone like this in more than a decade, only for them to start appearing one after another recently?

What on earth had happened to this world? Why had it become so strange?

Nearby.

When Wu Xing released the Martial Soul of the Divine Beast White Tiger, Ning Rongrong was stunned!

Wasn't Brother Wu Xing's Martial Soul the gun from Blue Star?

She had always thought that was his Martial Soul.

What was this supposed to be?

A White Tiger?

And one countless times more powerful than the Evil White Tiger Martial Soul of the Star Luo Empire?

Xiao Wu blinked, as if trying to confirm something.

Her true form was a Soul Beast, so her senses were sharper than a human's. The thing before her was unquestionably a real tiger!

Its aura was more terrifying than that of any Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast she had ever encountered.

Dugu Yan looked at the White Tiger, and a surge of pride had already risen in her heart.

That was her Brother Wu Xing—a true powerhouse!

She turned to Ye Lingling. Her expression was calm, but her grip on her own arm had clearly tightened.

Dugu Yan smiled.

Lingling had been startled again.

As for the four women of the night, they had already bolted the moment Dai Mubai released his Soul Skill.

They ran even faster than Xiao Wu.

One ran east, one west, one south, and another found the way blocked by the others and darted straight into the alley beside them, her skirt flying up.

A good show was nice, but staying alive mattered more.

Besides, they were at least somewhat involved in this matter.

Zhu Zhuqing was standing closest, so she felt it most keenly. Her Martial Soul seemed on the verge of bursting out on its own.

It was an urge to throw caution to the wind, even to hurl herself at him, just to fuse with him.

Zhu Zhuqing's ears turned scarlet in an instant.

She bit her lip and desperately suppressed her Martial Soul's instinctive reaction.

There was only one thought in her mind.

This is so embarrassing.

Why was this Martial Soul just as hopeless as she was...

Wu Xing sensed the subtle change in Zhu Zhuqing in his arms. He lowered his head to glance at her, a playful smile appearing on his face.

He knew exactly what was going on.

This Divine Beast White Tiger was a new trick he had discovered as he explored his Golden Finger more deeply.

The number of his Martial Souls was locked at two, but he could change their types whenever he wanted.

If he wished, his Martial Souls could be a handgun or a drone.

If he wished, he could also replace the handgun of his First Martial Soul and the drone of his Second Martial Soul with something else.

With a big enough imagination, he could create not only the Divine Beast White Tiger, but anything from Blue Star or any of its derivative worlds, including any Martial Soul from the Douluo Continent.

He could even generate the Willow Deity's true form, that willow tree, or Xiao Qing, who pointed out the direction of your home!

The prerequisite was that the Douluo Continent could withstand the cause and effect, even if he could only bring out what a Soul Power level of thirty-nine allowed!

"Impossible?"

Wu Xing looked away and turned back to Dai Mubai. His tone was mild, but full of disdain.

"There's nothing impossible in this world."

"Your Evil White Tiger Martial Soul is nothing in my eyes!"

With that, he moved.

His right hand twisted sharply.

"Crack!"

Dai Mubai's wrist broke cleanly.

Before he could even scream, Wu Xing released his hand and followed up with a punch straight to his chest.

"Pfft..."

Dai Mubai's eyes flew wide. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he hurtled backward like a kite with its string cut.

"Boom!"

He crashed into a roadside stall. Wood splintered everywhere, and half the stall collapsed.

Dai Mubai lay amid the wreckage, the taste of blood filling his mouth. At least two of his ribs were broken.

He tried to get up. His unbroken hand pushed against the ground, but he fell back down.

Wu Xing had already walked over and was looking down at him.

"You said you were going to take my life?"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and raised his head, his beastlike pupils filled with resentment and humiliation.

"I..."

Before he could finish, Wu Xing planted a foot on his chest.

"Crack."

Two more ribs snapped.

Dai Mubai groaned. Blood welled at the corner of his mouth, and he was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"How dare you!"

Dai Mubai forced the words through clenched teeth. Fury burned in his eyes, but now there was fear as well.

"What wouldn't I dare do?"

Wu Xing smiled calmly.

"An imperial prince of the Star Luo Empire? One of the Dai Family's heirs? The future White Tiger Duke?"

"You think any of that can scare me?"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth, but no words came.

The man before him truly looked as though he would kill him.

"Listen carefully."

Wu Xing's voice was quiet, but every word cut like a knife.

"Zhu Zhuqing is mine. If you dare bother her again, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Dai Mubai lay facedown, his fingers digging into the cracks between the stone slabs until his nails split.

His own fiancée had just been publicly claimed by an outsider, who had then sternly warned him not to bother her again.

No humiliation could compare to this.

But he didn't dare deny it.

He was afraid to die!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have run away, abandoning his fiancée and fleeing from the Star Luo Empire to the Heaven Dou Empire.

As Dai Mubai suffered such humiliation without daring to utter a single word, Zhu Zhuqing, held in Wu Xing's arms, watched him coldly and said nothing.

Her fiancé had been a coward from beginning to end. He wasn't even worthy of being called a man!

Then again, if he had any courage, how could he have abandoned his fiancée and run away alone?

Without paying Dai Mubai any further attention, Wu Xing turned and looked toward a certain spot.

That was where Ma Hongjun stood.

At that moment, he was huddled in a corner, not daring to say a word from beginning to end.

Under Wu Xing's gaze, he shuddered all over and nearly dropped onto his backside.

"Were you the one who said you wanted Rongrong to taste the pleasures of the Evil Fire Phoenix?"

Wu Xing's voice was quiet, but every word rang out clearly.

Ma Hongjun's face turned deathly pale.

He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't. He had said it.

"I..."

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, trying to come up with some words to beg for mercy. Boss Dai had been beaten without the slightest chance to fight back, let alone him.

But Wu Xing had no intention of listening to his pleas. He slowly walked toward him.

With every step Wu Xing took, the Divine Beast White Tiger gradually faded away.

In its place, scorching flames rose behind him, as though they could burn the air and everything else.

Then came the cry of a phoenix. A bird wreathed in flames appeared above Wu Xing's head.

It was no phoenix, yet it was more powerful and more terrifying than one.

It was the Vermilion Bird, one of the Four Divine Beasts of China, whose blazing fire scorched the heavens!