Tang San, Why Are You Wearing Crotchless Pants?

Dai Mubai held it in for several seconds before he managed to swallow his laugh. He tried to keep his voice serious.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If you can't beat me, just admit defeat. No need to bow so deeply."

Tang San's ears turned scarlet.

He gritted his teeth, climbed to his feet, and brushed the dust off his knees.

Clinging to what dignity he had left, he said, "The floor was too slippery."

Ye Lin finally broke. He lowered his head and covered his face, his shoulders shaking twice.

Xiao Wu didn't laugh.

She stepped forward and glared at Dai Mubai. "You used your Martial Soul! That's cheating!"

Dai Mubai spread his hands. "I didn't even use Soul Power."

Xiao Wu faltered. She opened her mouth but couldn't find a rebuttal.

Dai Mubai dusted off his spotless hands.

"You've lost. Can you get lost now?"

"I'll keep my word and let this go. Find somewhere else to stay."

Tang San's back went rigid.

He clenched his fists, then released them. Turning to Xiao Wu, he said quietly,

"Sorry, Xiao Wu... I'm no match for him."

"I'm a support-type Soul Master. I was never much of a fighter. I can't compete with a Power Attack Type."

He was making excuses so he wouldn't look quite so pathetic.

But inside, his thoughts were in an uproar.

What are you so smug about, Dai?

Just wait. Once I become a god, you'll be the first one I deal with.

You humiliated me in front of Xiao Wu. I'll make you pay for it.

Who the hell do you think you are? How am I supposed to show my face now?

Just wait. One day I'll hand you over to your brother and have him break your third leg.

Let's see you chase women after that!

Dai Mubai still had a smile on his face.

The moment he heard Tang San's thoughts, his expression froze.

Tang San really is asking for it!

I'm seriously pissed off today!

Dai Mubai took a deep breath.

"You three still look unconvinced."

"Fine. I'll give you another chance."

"Come at me together. If you can beat me, the room is yours, and I'll pay for it tonight."

He added viciously to himself,

I'm going after Tang. I'll beat the shit out of him.

He looks decent enough on the outside. How can he be so rotten inside?

Become a god? Hand me over to my brother? Break my third leg?

Fine. I'll break yours first. You want to become a god? Dream on!

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. Without another word, she hopped forward.

"Great! We'll do it your way! Don't complain that the three of us are ganging up on you!"

Before Ye Lin could say "wait," Xiao Wu had already jumped forward.

She pushed off the floor, her long legs crossing in midair. As she landed, two furry rabbit ears appeared on her head, and two yellow Spirit Rings rose beneath her feet.

Her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul Possession was complete.

A white and a yellow Spirit Ring rose beneath Tang San's feet, and Blue Silver Grass spread from his palm.

Ye Lin sighed. There was no avoiding this fight. He steadied himself and spread his arms slightly.

Two yellow Spirit Rings rose beneath his feet.

His Martial Soul took no visible form because his Martial Soul was himself.

A low tiger's roar rumbled from Dai Mubai's chest.

Three Spirit Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose around him.

Dai Mubai was a Soul Elder, a level thirty-seven Soul Elder. He stood an entire major rank above everyone else there.

His second Spirit Ring flashed.

He opened his tiger's jaws.

A platinum beam gathered in his mouth and blasted straight toward Tang San.

White Tiger Light Wave, his second soul skill.

The beam was aimed squarely between Tang San's legs.

Tang San's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

He tried to dodge, but he had barely moved half a step before the beam struck.

With a thunderous boom, Tang San was hurled backward.

His back slammed into the brick wall outside the hotel.

Then he slid down it and landed flat on his backside.

The dust settled.

Tang San looked down at his pants and froze.

A huge hole had been blasted through the crotch of his blue pants. Its edges were charred and curled, with a few wisps of smoke still rising from them.

They were now a brand-new pair of crotchless pants, and every breeze felt chilly.

Ye Lin turned to look.

"Tang San, are you all right?"

"That was a dirty move! He caught you off guard!"

Tang San's lips trembled twice. He did his best to appear gracious.

"I'm fine. Anything can happen in a fight."

Inside, though, he was screaming himself hoarse.

Dai Mubai, you motherfucker!!! Where the fuck were you aiming?!

Are you insane?! You did that on purpose, didn't you?! You were aiming right there!

You bastard!!! The first chance I get, I'm going to castrate you!!! You'll never be a man again!!!

Dai Mubai stood where he was, barely able to contain his grin.

This poser. Who the hell does he think he's fooling?

If I couldn't hear his thoughts, I might actually believe he didn't care.

I didn't expect him to be this vicious.

Tang San's thoughts were seething with hatred, but Dai Mubai wasn't angry at all.

He felt great. Absolutely great.

He rubbed his chin and forced back a grin that threatened to split his face.

"Oops. Sorry, my aim was off."

Tang San gritted his teeth and pushed himself up against the wall. He covered the hole in his pants with one hand, his ears burning red.

He took a deep breath. His first Spirit Ring lit up, and a pale green glow covered his injured flesh as Blue Silver Healing activated.

The pain eased considerably, but it couldn't fix the hole in his pants.

Dai Mubai's gaze lingered on his exposed crotch for two seconds. Then a snort escaped him. He couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Hahahahaha!"

"It's tiny! Hahaha! That's all there is?"

"Hasn't the hair even grown in yet?"

Tang San's face went from red to purple, then from purple to black.

In this life—or both his lives combined—he had never suffered such humiliation.

Xiao Wu cursed, her voice sharp and clear. "You rotten tiger! Where were you aiming?"

She pushed off the floor and shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring.

Her long legs crossed and drew tight in midair.

Her first Spirit Ring lit up. Waist Bow activated.

She twisted sharply in midair, the explosive force of her waist driving her full weight forward.

Using the momentum of Waist Bow, she launched Dai Mubai upward.

Dai Mubai hadn't expected her to move so quickly.

She lifted him half a foot off the ground, but he regained his balance before landing.

The moment he steadied himself, Ye Lin's fist was already in his face.