Dai Mubai's Tragic Fate

"What? Whether we go or not is none of your business," Xiao Wu said, hands on her hips, looking displeased.

For some reason, whenever she saw Dai Mubai, the little rabbit was the first to stand up, as if they were natural-born enemies.

"Of course it's my business."

Dai Mubai scoffed and stomped his foot, two yellow and one purple spirit rings rising from beneath him.

The aura of a Spirit Grandmaster erupted outward.

"I, Dai Mubai, am a student of the Shrek Academy you speak of. The concerns you have will never come to pass!" Dai Mubai stepped back in front of the three of them.

"The Judgment Society may be powerful, but they have no authority over our academy."

Hearing Dai Mubai's confident tone, Xiao Wu looked him up and down.

"Really? You aren't lying to us, are you?" She knew that back in Nuoding City, the headmaster had said the exact same thing.

In the end, he had just been full of it.

A certain headmaster: "Just let the students suffer a little; they'll be fine once they grow up."

"Rest assured!" Dai Mubai said, patting his chest with a look of guarantee. "Even if every other academy gets bought out, ours will be the last one standing!"

"By the time that happens, we'll have long since graduated."

By the end, Dai Mubai sounded incredibly confident; he held a great deal of faith in Shrek Academy.

"Forget it, you don't look that strong yourself..." Xiao Wu hugged one of Du Hao's arms and stuck her tongue out at Dai Mubai.

It was clear she didn't believe a word he said.

"If you don't believe me, then let's spar." The provocative words slipped out, his burning gaze fixed on Du Hao, who stood between the two women.

"Or are you guys planning to run away like a bunch of cowards?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's fur stood on end.

She quickly blocked Du Hao's path like a rabbit protecting its food. "Hey! How can you be like this?"

"How can I be? Aren't you the ones looking down on Shrek Academy? I'm just proving my academy's worth," Dai Mubai said, crossing his arms.

Seeing Dai Mubai's provocation, Du Hao gently let go of the two women and stepped forward.

He looked at Dai Mubai with a smile, his voice teasing. "Since you say that, you must be very confident in your own strength."

"Don't make me laugh. The strong are meant to ruthlessly humiliate the weak!" Dai Mubai glanced toward Xiao Wu, his tone dismissive. "Otherwise, you'll just be gossiped about by other weaklings."

Xiao Wu, having been singled out, was about to retort when Du Hao pulled her into his arms by the waist.

"Alright, don't be angry. Just watch as I teach him a lesson for you." He pinched the soft flesh at her waist, instantly causing her to quiet down.

"Fine, Brother Hao." Xiao Wu softened completely, her anger vanishing in an instant.

Zhu Zhuqing, watching this scene from the side, pursed her lips at their intimate display.

However, she didn't say anything.

"Are we going outside to fight, or what?" Du Hao stepped forward, a green onion already appearing in his hand.

After years of sweat and hard work, he had long since discarded the need for spoken incantations; he could now cast spells silently.

"Right here is fine. I'll cover the damages."

As he spoke, Dai Mubai's heterochromatic eyes widened, and a fierce white tiger appeared behind him, accompanied by his spirit rings.

This was his martial soul, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger!

As the martial soul merged with his body, Dai Mubai's frame instantly expanded, his muscles becoming as sharp as if carved by a blade, and his hands transformed into claws.

The character "King" faintly emerged on his forehead.

His entire aura surged, making him look like a ferocious beast in human form.

Following the commotion, the surrounding customers all turned their gazes toward them.

"Look over by the stairs!"

"Isn't that Dai Mubai? What's going on?"

"It's actually Young Master Dai!"

Listening to the murmurs of the crowd, the white-tiger-transformed Dai Mubai crossed his arms and lifted his chin.

He spoke with arrogance, "Dai Mubai, level 38 assault-system spirit master, martial soul Evil-Eyed White Tiger! Please enlighten me."

Following Dai Mubai's self-introduction, the surrounding customers erupted into another wave of chatter!

"It's over, it's over. I don't know how this group provoked Young Master Dai, but they're in for a rough time."

"What are you afraid of? Isn't the Judgment Society still around?"

"That may be true, but they're definitely going to suffer," someone judged objectively.

The Judgment Society was not omnipotent; they would not easily intervene in a duel that both parties had willingly agreed to without coercion.

Unless one side suffers a fatal blow.

Since his opponent had already announced his name, Du Hao did not hesitate: "Du Hao, level 29 support Spirit Master, Spirit: Green Onion. Please advise."

"Green Onion? What use is such a trash Spirit?" The surrounding customers immediately began to whisper.

Everyone started discussing this peculiar Spirit.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also began to discuss, though the two girls focused on completely different aspects of the challenge.

"Sister Zhuqing, how many moves do you think Brother Hao will need to take him down?" Xiao Wu held one of Zhu Zhuqing's hands, asking her curiously.

Zhu Zhuqing remained as calm as ever, as if she had already foreseen the outcome of this battle.

She said softly, "Three moves at most. That tiger will undoubtedly be defeated."

"That's true." Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.

After all, both girls knew very well just how strong Du Hao was now.

The two then arrived at the open space in front of the counter.

The surrounding customers were sensible enough to clear the area, avoiding any risk of being caught in the crossfire.

"Since my level is higher than yours, I'll let you make the first move." Dai Mubai crossed his arms, not taking his opponent seriously at all.

How could a mere level 29 Great Spirit Master possibly defeat a dignified level 38 Spirit Elder like himself?

If he were to be defeated, Dai Mubai might as well quit.

"That won't be necessary. If I strike first, you might not survive a single move." Finishing his sentence, Du Hao provocatively beckoned with his finger.

"Arrogant!" Dai Mubai frowned instantly.

"Whether I'm arrogant or not isn't for you to decide. I'll let you strike first." Mimicking Dai Mubai's earlier gesture, Du Hao crossed his arms as well, not even glancing at him.

"You're courting death!"

Enraged, Dai Mubai pushed off with his back foot, charging at Du Hao like a cannonball.

His left fist, condensed with White Tiger spirit power, smashed toward Du Hao's face, determined to teach this person a harsh lesson.

The fist was wrapped in visible gusts of wind that sent the papers on the nearby counter flying; one could only imagine the sheer power behind the strike.

If that punch landed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Is that it? A rabbit kicking its legs at night is more impressive than you." After the taunt, Du Hao poured all his spirit power into the Green Onion in his hand and shifted his feet.

In an instant, his figure vanished from the spot.

"The outcome is decided. I won't charge you for that onion." By the time he reappeared, he was already behind Dai Mubai.

When everyone followed the sound to look, they saw Dai Mubai already lying on the ground with a green onion stuck in his mouth...