Soul Power into Strength

Dai Mubai had no time to dodge, so he raised his right fist and met the blow head-on.

Boom!

The instant their fists collided, a visible shock wave burst from the point of impact.

Fine cracks spread across the bricks beneath Dai Mubai's feet. He slid back half a step, the knuckles of his right hand turning faintly white.

Ye Lin retreated a full three steps. His right arm went numb, and his whole hand trembled.

Dai Mubai's pupils contracted. The tingling in his knuckles had yet to fade. He glanced down at his fist, then back up at Ye Lin. For the first time, the face that usually wore a lazy, roguish look turned serious.

He was a level-thirty-seven Power Attack Type Soul Elder with the White Tiger Martial Soul. Yet he had gone fist-to-fist with a Soul Grandmaster who had not even reached level thirty—and they had matched each other in strength?

How the fuck was that possible?

He might not have put everything into that punch, but he had used seventy or eighty percent of his strength.

The kid opposite him looked scrawny, with arms less than half as thick as his. Yet that punch had landed like a sledgehammer.

Dai Mubai clenched his back teeth for a moment.

The anger Tang San had stirred up in him had not died down.

Now his pride was stung too.

"Again!"

He growled, and his third Spirit Ring flared.

Purple light seemed to ignite across his body.

"Third Spirit Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Mubai's muscles swelled, his frame grew taller, and a pale golden sheen coated his body.

Ye Lin felt his opponent's aura surge.

He drew a deep breath, and both his Spirit Rings lit up.

His first Spirit Skill was Great Strength.

Passive effect: increased attack power by twenty percent.

Active effect: increased attack and defense by fifty percent.

His second Spirit Skill was Soul Power into Strength.

Passive effect: increased attack power and strength by fifteen percent.

Active effect: converted a portion of Soul Power into attack power and strength. The greater the proportion converted, the greater the increase.

The two forces met inside him.

A rapid series of pops ran through Ye Lin's bones.

His muscle fibers tightened to their limit, relaxed, then tightened again.

He had not moved a foot, yet the bricks beneath him had silently cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

Dai Mubai's fist arrived.

Ye Lin swung his right arm again, driving both boosts into his punch.

The air tore with a shriek. Neither of them held back.

Their fists collided in midair.

BOOM!!!!

The shock wave was more than twice as powerful as the first.

Broken bricks flew in every direction, swept up by the blast.

Dai Mubai grunted and slid back three steps.

His feet carved two shallow tracks through the stone pavement.

The Soul Power around his right fist flickered twice before stabilizing.

Ye Lin retreated four steps. A thin line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, and the recoil had shredded most of his right sleeve, exposing his reddened forearm.

They stared at each other from several yards apart.

Only one thought filled Dai Mubai's mind: How was this kid so tough?

Was I really worn out from too much sex, like that bastard Tang San said?

Ye Lin wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his left hand. His chest rose and fell as Soul Power surged through his meridians.

He could feel that his strength could still rise.

He had only pushed the conversion rate of Soul Power into strength to forty percent. If he drove it to sixty or even eighty percent, that punch would become far stronger.

But he did not dare push it to the limit recklessly. His body could only bear so much; going too far would do more harm than good.

Great power needed a strong body to support it.

Dai Mubai flexed his tingling fist, then suddenly laughed.

"You're good."

"Kid, where did you come from?"

"Nuoding Academy."

Ye Lin's tone was flat.

Dai Mubai withdrew his Soul Power, and the golden light around him gradually faded. His shirt, however, had been blown to pieces by the burst of Soul Power.

"I'm done. You win. The room's yours."

"My name is Dai Mubai. I'll see you at Shrek Academy!"

"If you run into trouble, tell them the Evil-Eyed White Tiger sent you!"

"I'm off!"

He turned and headed into the hotel with the two girls. After a few steps, he stopped and added without looking back,

"That companion of yours is Tang San, right? I'll remember him."

Xiao Wu snorted, planted her hands on her hips, and glared toward the entrance.

"He doesn't look like a good person. All slick and pretty, with two girls in tow. We'd better stay away from him."

Tang San cupped his groin with both hands and cursed through clenched teeth.

"Exactly. Who hits someone there? That was fucking low."

He cursed aloud, but inside, he was already making cold calculations.

Just wait until Xiao Wu sacrifices herself for me.

Even if I'm a support-type Soul Master, I'll still beat the hell out of you.

My strength will soar. By then, forget you, Dai Mubai—even all of Shrek Academy put together won't be enough for me to crush with one hand.

I'll pay you back for today a hundredfold!

If I don't avenge this, my name isn't Tang San!

Hearing Tang San's thoughts, the tips of Xiao Wu's ears twitched.

She turned to look at him.

"Tang San."

"Why don't you find somewhere else to stay?"

Tang San froze. "What?"

"I said," Xiao Wu replied, tilting her head,

"why don't you find a place in Suotuo City and stay there yourself? We can meet up when it's time to enroll at Shrek Academy."

Tang San's expression changed at once.

"Didn't we agree to stay together? Just now, at the front desk, you—"

"Who agreed to that with you?"

Xiao Wu cut him off.

"Ye Lin and I have slept together for six years. Did you think we wouldn't mind you joining us?"

"You've got it all wrong. We'd mind a lot, okay?"

Tang San opened his mouth, but before he could speak,

Xiao Wu stepped closer and poked him in the chest.

"Ever heard of keeping proper boundaries between men and women?"

"You said it yourself six years ago. Have you forgotten?"

"You hypocrite!"

Tang San was silent for a long while before forcing a reply through his teeth.

"...Fine. I'll stay somewhere else."

"Xiao Wu, you'd better be careful."

"You've already let your guard down. Watch out, or Ye Lin might try something with you!"

Xiao Wu spat.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why would Ye Lin try anything with me?"

"Your mind is filthy!"

She turned, looped her arm through Ye Lin's, collected the key from the hotel's front desk, and headed upstairs.

"Come on, let's go up and wash. We're covered in dust!"

Tang San watched them walk away, his fists clenched.

Ye Lin, just you wait.

It doesn't matter how much you touch Xiao Wu now. Once she sacrifices herself for me and I bring her back to life, I'll have a brand-new Xiao Wu who's never been touched by anyone.

You're getting off lucky for now!