Lan raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently at Dai Mubai.
"That's it?"
Two light words, yet they were like two invisible slaps, striking every person present hard across the face.
The hotel lobby fell into deathly silence.
The cruelty and arrogance on Dai Mubai's face froze in an instant.
The adoring smiles on the faces of the twin sisters beside him also stiffened, as if they had just seen the most unimaginable monster.
"No... impossible..."
One of the girls murmured to herself, her voice trembling.
In the shadowy corner.
The cool eyes of Zhu Zhuqing, ready to spring into action at any moment, instantly filled with indescribable shock.
How... could this be?!
He had taken the second Soul Skill of a level-thirty-nine Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder head-on, yet hadn't suffered a scratch?
He hadn't even activated his Martial Soul?
This was completely beyond her understanding!
Dai Mubai's pupils contracted violently to pinpricks.
He stared fixedly at Lan. The expression on his face shifted from bewilderment to shock, then finally settled into grim solemnity.
He knew better than anyone just how powerful that attack of his had been.
White Tiger Intense Light Wave wasn't merely an explosion of Soul Power. What was even more terrifying was its savage impact!
Even a Soul Master of the same level would be blasted away by a direct hit, their blood and qi churning.
But this kid in front of him...
He hadn't taken a single step back.
"Kid, you've got some skill."
Dai Mubai's voice dropped low, and the last trace of contempt vanished from his Evil Eye.
"No wonder you're so arrogant."
He took a deep breath, then unleashed all of his Soul Power once more!
"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
Dai Mubai let out a roar as the