Dai Mubai opened his mouth and shot out a beam of light, striking Li Luo.
But Li Luo had already summoned the Blue Silver King, forming a wall in front of himself. It firmly blocked Dai Mubai's White Tiger Intense Light Wave.
The White Tiger Intense Light Wave collided with the Blue Silver King and exploded, sending clouds of smoke billowing out.
But when the smoke cleared, the scene Dai Mubai had expected—Li Luo's Blue Silver Grass easily pierced through, leaving Li Luo injured and stumbling backward—never appeared.
The shield formed by the Blue Silver King in Li Luo's raised hand was completely unharmed. Dai Mubai's proud long-range Soul Skill hadn't even inflicted the slightest real damage on Li Luo.
"How is this possible?!"
Dai Mubai couldn't imagine why Li Luo's Blue Silver Grass was so sturdy. In his mind, Blue Silver Grass was universally known as a useless Martial Soul. How could it possibly block his second Soul Skill?
But the next moment, something even more unbelievable happened.
Li Luo didn't use any Soul Skill. He simply used the Blue Silver King to coil around Dai Mubai.
Under Li Luo's control, the Blue Silver King was incredibly nimble. In a few moments, it had wrapped Dai Mubai up like a dumpling.
Dai Mubai struggled wildly, trying to tear the Blue Silver Grass from his body, only to discover that it was incredibly tough—completely unlike ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Li Luo's Blue Silver Grass even had golden and iridescent patterns.
On top of that, its stems were incredibly thick, even thicker than Dai Mubai's thighs.
No matter how hard Dai Mubai strained, he couldn't budge the Blue Silver King wrapped around him.
The Blue Silver King even kept tightening, drawing closer and closer, until Dai Mubai could barely move.
Only then did Dai Mubai realize that the person before him was no ordinary opponent. He couldn't keep hiding his strength.
"I have to admit, your Blue Silver Grass is impressive. But a Trash Martial Soul is still a Trash Martial Soul. Today, I'll show you what real strength looks like."
Bound up like a dumpling, Dai Mubai's body was soft everywhere—but his mouth was still hard.
"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
With Dai Mubai's furious roar, the third purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring around him flashed.
Dai Mubai's muscles rapidly swelled, and the Blue Silver King binding him began to expand as well.
But...the Blue Silver Grass didn't snap at the slightest strain, as Dai Mubai had expected it to when faced with his White Tiger Vajra Transformation.
Although the Blue Silver King swelled under the pressure, a greater force rebounded the next instant, pressing back against Dai Mubai.
"What?! My White Tiger Vajra Transformation can't even break a mere patch of Blue Silver Grass!"
"What kind of monster is this?"
Dai Mubai had been in Suotuo City for many years and knew full well that there was no one like Li Luo here.
So Li Luo and the one man and two women behind him had to be outsiders.
If Li Luo was this strong, then the other man and two women probably weren't far behind.
"They look so young, yet they're so powerful..."
Dai Mubai pondered this, guessing at the purpose behind Li Luo and his companions' visit.
He was certain that the four of them had come to apply for admission to Shrek Academy.
As Dai Mubai thought this over, the Blue Silver King kept tightening around him. Feeling his breathing grow labored, he quickly conceded.
"Let me go! I lost! I can't breathe!"
"Ugh...ugh..."
Seeing Dai Mubai admit defeat, Li Luo released him. It had only been an ordinary Soul Master Duel over a single room. There was no need to turn it into a bitter grudge. They could just stop at a reasonable point.
"Haah...haah..."
Once Li Luo let him go, Dai Mubai gulped down fresh air. He was thoroughly impressed now. Looking toward Li Luo, he gave him a thumbs-up.
"You—you're Li Luo, right? You're incredible!"
"If I'm not mistaken, you're here to apply to Shrek Academy, aren't you?"
"I'm looking forward to seeing you again!"
The moment Dai Mubai mentioned Shrek Academy, he couldn't help but puff out his chest proudly.
With that, he struck a dashing pose, wrapped his arms around the waists of the twin sisters, and prepared to leave.
"Tell your manager that I, Young Master Dai, will cover all the losses today."
As he spoke, Dai Mubai deliberately glanced back and gave Li Luo a meaningful smile.
"I'll leave that room to you. To make it up to you, I'll put all your expenses tonight on my tab too."
Dai Mubai left, but Ning Rongrong still wasn't done.
"Ptooey, what a show-off! Does this young lady look like she needs his money?"
"Scumbag!" Ning Rongrong condemned Dai Mubai on moral grounds again. After all, she had seen him holding two pairs of twin sisters. Ning Rongrong wasn't a little girl anymore; she could easily guess what Dai Mubai was planning.
Li Luo didn't stop Ning Rongrong, because there was nothing good to say about Dai Mubai's private life. It could be summed up in one word: promiscuous.
He had abandoned his fiancée and fled to a foreign land. After escaping, he hadn't tried to pull himself together—instead, he spent every day chasing pleasure. That showed just how poor Dai Mubai's character was.
Since Dai Mubai had abandoned his fiancée, Zhu Zhuqing, someone else would naturally take care of her.
It was getting late, and Li Luo and the others needed to rest.
But the room arrangements weren't as the front desk and Dai Mubai had imagined, with one man paired with one woman. Instead, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Li Luo shared one room, while Tang San got a room to himself.
Tang San had grown up and was no longer the little boy he used to be. Although he was quite handsome, he was still a man. Li Luo couldn't share a bed with another man—what would people say about him if word got out?
Unless Tang San turned into a soft, fragrant girl.
But how could that possibly happen?
Was it really impossible?
Li Luo didn't know.
Because tonight, he was having trouble falling asleep.
The rooms at the Rose Hotel were specially themed.
Li Luo led Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu into their room. The first thing they saw was the large bed in the middle of it.
The bed was made up with fresh, clean red sheets, and countless rose petals had been arranged into the shape of a heart.
In one corner of the room stood a large tub. It was a bathing tub, and from its size, it looked just right for three people to bathe together.
This was Dai Mubai's favorite room, specially decorated by the Rose Hotel to his specifications.
He had brought the twin sisters here today specifically for this room.
But Dai Mubai had lost the Soul Master Duel against Li Luo, so this custom room belonged to Li Luo for the night.
Though it was Dai Mubai's private room, the Rose Hotel was, after all, a famous grand hotel in Suotuo City.
Its hygiene and service were beyond reproach. Every time the room was used, everything was replaced with fresh new linens and supplies. It was spotlessly clean.
After traveling all day, Li Luo was feeling tired too. He simply flung off his clothes, sank into the tub, and prepared to enjoy a long, refreshing bath.