Dai Mubai's Miserable Defeat

"What's it to you whether we go or not?" Xiao Wu said unhappily, hands on her hips.

For some reason,

the moment she saw Dai Mubai, the little rabbit had stepped forward first, as if they were natural enemies.

"Of course it concerns me."

Dai Mubai sneered and stamped his foot. Three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose beneath him.

The imposing aura of a Soul Elder burst forth.

"I, Dai Mubai, am a student at the Shrek Academy you mentioned. The thing you're worried about won't happen at all!" Dai Mubai returned to stand before the three of them.

"Though the Judgment Society is very powerful, it can't meddle in our academy's affairs."

Hearing how certain Dai Mubai sounded, Xiao Wu looked him up and down.

"Really? You're not lying, are you?" Back in Nuoding City, that principal had said the same thing.

And in the end, he'd still gone back on his word.

Some principal: "Just let the students struggle a little. They'll be fine once they grow up."

"Don't worry!" Dai Mubai said, patting his chest with a look of assurance. "Even if the other academies are bribed, our academy will be the last one!"

"By then, we'll have graduated already."

Dai Mubai sounded utterly confident as he said this. He had plenty of faith in Shrek Academy on that point.

"Forget it. You don't look that strong..." Xiao Wu wrapped an arm around one of Du Hao's, then stuck her tongue out at Dai Mubai.

She clearly didn't believe him.

"If you don't believe me, then let's have a match." The challenge slipped from his lips, and his gaze burned as he stared at Du Hao, standing between the two girls.

"Or are you cowards planning to run away like a turtle hiding its head?"

At those words, Xiao Wu instantly bristled.

Like a rabbit guarding its food, she hurried to block Du Hao. "Hey! How can you be like that?"

"What can I do? Aren't you the ones looking down on Shrek Academy? I'm just standing up for my academy," Dai Mubai said, arms crossed.

Seeing Dai Mubai provoke them like this, Du Hao gently released the two girls and stepped forward.

He looked at Dai Mubai with an amused smile and teased, "Since you put it that way, you must be very confident in your own strength."

"Don't be ridiculous. The strong are supposed to humiliate the weak!" Dai Mubai said, glancing toward Xiao Wu and speaking contemptuously. "Otherwise, other weaklings will talk behind your back."

Xiao Wu had just been singled out and was about to say something when Du Hao immediately pulled her into his arms around the waist.

"Alright, don't get mad. Just watch your brother teach him a lesson." As he spoke, he pinched the soft flesh at Xiao Wu's waist, and she quieted down at once.

"Alright, Brother Hao." Xiao Wu went completely limp, her anger vanishing in an instant.

Watching the two of them act so intimately, Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together.

But she said nothing.

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

After years of sweat and hard work, he had long since abandoned the incantation that needed to be spoken aloud. Now he could cast without any incantation.

"Here is fine. I'll pay for any damages."

As Dai Mubai spoke, his mismatched pupils widened, and a fierce white tiger appeared behind him alongside his Soul Rings.

This was his Martial Soul: the Evil-Eyed White Tiger!

As his Martial Soul fused with his body, Dai Mubai grew a full size larger. Muscles like they'd been carved with a knife bulged into view, and his hands transformed into sharp claws.

The character for "king" faintly appeared on his forehead.

His entire presence surged, making him seem like a ferocious beast among men.

At the commotion, the surrounding customers all turned to look.

"Look over by the stairs!"

"Isn't that Dai Mubai? What happened?"

"It's Young Master Dai!"

Listening to the people around him, Dai Mubai, in his White Tiger form, folded his arms and lifted his chin.

He spoke arrogantly. "Dai Mubai, level 38 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Evil-Eyed White Tiger! Please enlighten me."

When Dai Mubai introduced himself,

the surrounding customers erupted into another uproar!

"This is bad, this is bad. These people must've done something to offend Young Master Dai. They're going to be in for it."

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

"That's true, but they'll definitely suffer a beating first," someone observed objectively.

The Judgment Society wasn't all-powerful. When both sides agreed to a duel of their own free will, without coercion, it wouldn't interfere lightly.

Unless one side was critically injured.

Since the other side had introduced himself, Du Hao didn't hold back either. "Du Hao, level 29 Support Soul Master, Martial Soul: Green Onion. Please enlighten me."

"Green Onion? What use is a trash Martial Soul like that?" The surrounding customers instantly began to chatter.

Everyone started discussing this unusual Martial Soul.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also began talking, though they had very different questions.

"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 and asked curiously.

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

She simply said, "Three moves at most. That old tiger is bound to lose."

"True." Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.

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

The two of them then made their way to the open space by the front desk.

The surrounding customers were considerate enough to clear the area for them, lest they get caught up in the fight.

"Since I'm a higher level than you, I'll let you make the first move." Dai Mubai stood with his arms folded, not taking his opponent seriously at all.

How could a mere level 29 Soul Grandmaster beat him, a mighty level 38 Soul Elder?

If he could be defeated by the likes of him, Dai Mubai might as well give up.

"There's no need. If I strike first, you might not survive a single move." At the end, Du Hao crooked a finger at him provocatively.

"Arrogant!" Dai Mubai frowned at once.

"Whether I'm arrogant isn't for you to decide. I'll let you make the first move." Copying Dai Mubai's earlier pose, Du Hao folded his arms too and didn't even glance at him.

"You're asking for death!"

Dai Mubai was instantly enraged. He drove off his back foot and shot toward Du Hao like a cannonball.

White Tiger Soul Power gathered in his left fist as he swung it straight at Du Hao's face, determined to teach this man a harsh lesson.

His fist was wrapped in a gust of wind visible to the naked eye. The papers on the front desk flapped wildly around them, showing just how powerful the punch was.

The consequences of taking a direct hit were unthinkable.

"That's it? Even a rabbit kicking its legs at night is stronger than you." After teasing him, Du Hao poured all his Soul Power into the green onion in his hand and shifted his feet.

In an instant, his figure vanished from where he stood.

"The match is decided. I won't even charge you for that green onion." When he appeared again, he was already behind Dai Mubai.

By the time everyone turned toward the sound,

Dai Mubai was already lying on the ground, a green onion still sticking out of his mouth...