As Long as Zhuqing Keeps Dual Cultivating Her Martial Soul with Me, She Can Defeat You

"What the hell...?"

Dai Mubai had not even seen the young man's Martial Soul. A single tiger's roar made him shudder and stumble back two steps.

His expression shifted. Why did that roar make both me and my Martial Soul tremble? It sounded like it came from a tiger king of a higher order.

The Dai family's White Tiger was among the finest Beast Martial Souls. No family on the Douluo Continent possessed a stronger tiger Martial Soul than the Dai family.

How does this young man have a tiger Martial Soul too? And why does it seem so powerful?

A massive, dark-blue tiger appeared behind the young man.

It stood a full five meters tall.

Its eyes were like blood-red abysses, formed from evil so intense it had taken physical shape.

Every wisp of its aura carried the will to destroy all things, as though it could swallow the light itself.

Roar—

The tiger's roar shook the heavens, and every soul trembled.

Dai Mubai could not stop shaking. His White Tiger Martial Soul was actually afraid.

His face darkened. Gritting his teeth, he roared inwardly:

You damned White Tiger, what the hell are you scared of? Even I'm not afraid!

Hum—

Five Soul Rings slowly rose around the young man. One yellow, one purple, and three black rings pulsed around him as the Soul Power of a level-sixty Quasi-Soul Emperor swept outward. Dai Mubai staggered back again and again, stunned.

He's two or three years younger than me. How did he train? He's already level sixty? That's absurd!

The thought sent shockwaves through him.

I've really picked a fight with the wrong person.

I'm level thirty-seven, and I mocked a level-sixty Quasi-Soul Emperor. What a joke.

"He's... so handsome!" Ning Rongrong gazed at him, smitten.

Xiao Wu was stunned. She had thought Third Brother was the most outstanding and strongest of their generation, but it seemed someone else might take that place.

"Let's talk this through!"

Dai Mubai changed his tune at once. Gone was his lofty, dismissive manner; now he wore an ingratiating smile. "It was all a misunderstanding. I approve of your marriage. Your affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Huh..." Ning Rongrong stared in disbelief. Was this the Boss Dai she knew? His lack of backbone left her bitterly disappointed. "Boss Dai, where's your pride? Didn't you just say you'd beat him to a pulp and take that big-breasted beauty away?"

Dai Mubai shot Ning Rongrong a vicious glare and cursed:

"Shut the fuck up, you flat-chested princess! If you can't say anything useful, keep your mouth shut, or I'll sew it closed!"

"You dare insult this princess!"

Furious, Ning Rongrong immediately turned to the big-breasted beauty. "Dai Mubai is no better than Ma Hongjun. Every time he comes to Suotuo City, he visits a brothel to have fun with twins..."

"Shut up!" Dai Mubai wanted to slap the flat-chested princess's mouth to pieces.

"Weren't you acting tough? Didn't you say you'd break my legs and cut off my fingers?"

Fang Fan approached with his hands behind his back, sneering.

Dai Mubai's face darkened.

"I was blind. Let's never meet again!"

With that, he turned to flee.

Boom—

Terrifying Soul Power pressure engulfed Dai Mubai in an instant. His expression changed as though a mountain had come down on him.

"Trying to run? Dream on."

Fang Fan sneered.

"Weren't you so full of yourself? Didn't you say the Zhu Family was a subordinate family of the Dai family?"

He turned to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Darling, show him your strength and your Martial Soul. Let's see how superior he feels then."

"Mm."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and summoned her Martial Soul. Soul Rings slowly rose beneath her feet.

The Hell Spirit Cat King appeared behind her, radiating an aura stronger than ever before. She had also reached level thirty.

"How is that possible? In just a few months, you've gone from level twenty-six to thirty? How did your Martial Soul's aura become so strong?"

Dai Mubai stared at Zhu Zhuqing in shock.

The Hell Spirit Cat's aura was even a touch stronger than his White Tiger Martial Soul's. That had never happened before.

The Hell Spirit Cat had always been suppressed by the White Tiger Martial Soul. In the Star Luo Empire, the White Tiger had always held the upper hand.

Yet now, the Hell Spirit Cat had the upper hand over the White Tiger.

And in only a few months, Zhu Zhuqing had raised her Soul Power Level to thirty. It was insane.

"How did you do it?"

"Being with my husband has let me improve by leaps and bounds. My Martial Soul evolved too."

As Zhu Zhuqing spoke, she remembered dual cultivating their Martial Souls with Fang Fan. A shy flush warmed her ears.

"This..."

Dai Mubai took another blow.

He had never imagined the young man could dual cultivate Martial Souls with Zhu Zhuqing too.

And he had helped her improve so quickly, as though she had ridden a rocket.

Dai Mubai was not the only one shocked. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were stunned as well.

"In that case..."

Fang Fan swung his hand. The slap sent Dai Mubai flying sideways, his face twisted by the blow.

"You still have to pay for what you did just now."

Dai Mubai spat blood and several teeth. His cheek swelled red.

"Bite off two of your fingers."

Fang Fan glanced at Dai Mubai, a scarlet glint flashing through his eyes.

In the next instant, an evil thought turned into a red streak and shot into Dai Mubai's eyes. His eyes reddened, and his mouth and hand stopped obeying him—

His hand reached for his mouth, and his teeth closed on his fingers.

"What did you do to me? Stop!"

Dai Mubai discovered in horror that he could not control himself. Two fingers slipped into his mouth, and he could not stop them no matter how hard he tried.

"No!"

He screamed, but it was no use.

Crunch...

Agony shot through his hand, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.

Crunch, crunch...

He was still chewing. Dai Mubai was beside himself with terror.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong stared, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Had Dai Mubai gone mad? He had bitten off his own fingers and started eating them. It was revolting. Neither young woman dared move.

"That's your punishment. As for breaking the engagement, once I become a Titled Douluo, I'll go to the Star Luo Empire and have Dai Yutian end it. And you... don't you think so highly of yourself? Then, at the All-Continent Soul Master Elite Tournament, Zhuqing will defeat you herself. For now, I'll let you keep your life."

Fang Fan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together, deeply moved.

"Thank you, husband."

She had not expected Fang Fan to understand her so well. He had given her the chance to grow stronger and defeat Dai Mubai with her own hands.

She had long wondered how she could defeat Dai Mubai.

He had once been the person she strove to catch. Only by defeating him could she put that matter to rest.

It was only a minor concern, one she could have lived with, but Fang Fan's thoughtfulness still surprised her.

"Don't regret this!"

Dai Mubai retched. He felt sick to his stomach, and his face looked awful.

Today had been a complete disaster.

"Ha. By then, Zhuqing will have surpassed you."

Fang Fan had complete confidence in Zhu Zhuqing.

"As long as she keeps dual cultivating her Martial Soul with me."

"Husband, you're so..."

Zhu Zhuqing blushed. Remembering their dual cultivation made her even shyer.

"Hmph."

Dai Mubai turned and slunk away like a dog.

"The White Tiger Martial Soul really isn't some lowly mongrel."

Fang Fan's words pierced Dai Mubai's wounded heart like an arrow.