Dai Mubai was furious!

The next day, at the Soto Great Soul Arena.

The subsidiary arena had drawn a much larger crowd than usual, and many spectators whispered among themselves.

"Have you heard? Evil-Eyed White Tiger is fighting Faceless today!"

"Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Isn't he already level thirty-seven? Then I reckon Faceless is in for a crushing defeat."

"Apparently, Hell Spirit Cat has some connection to Evil-Eyed White Tiger. Tsk, tsk, today's fight should be interesting."

"Place your bets! Faceless only has a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. How could he possibly beat Evil-Eyed White Tiger? Isn't this practically money lying on the ground for us to pick up?"

As soon as word spread that Su Bai would fight Dai Mubai, it drew plenty of spectators and bettors alike.

Most people bet on Dai Mubai. To them, although Su Bai was also a Soul Elder, the gap between their Martial Souls was plain to see. The outcome was practically a foregone conclusion.

The betting odds between the two had reached an almost unimaginable disparity.

Naturally, Su Bai wasn't about to pass up this chance to make money. He bet all the savings he had accumulated over the past few years on himself before heading toward the ring.

"Faceless! Faceless!"

"Come on, Faceless! I've put all my money on you!"

Over the past few days, Su Bai had made a name for himself and gained quite a few supporters.

But moments later, the cries of "Faceless" were drowned out by another name.

"Evil-Eyed White Tiger! Evil-Eyed White Tiger!"

"I'm backing you, Evil-Eyed White Tiger! Kill that masked poser and tear his Blue Silver Grass to shreds!"

The surrounding cheers were deafening, as though they would overturn the entire Soul Fighting Arena.

Amid cheers that roared like mountains and surged like the sea, Dai Mubai slowly emerged from the passage and waved to the audience. Confidence filled his stride, and arrogance was written all over his face.

He flipped into the ring and looked at Su Bai.

"So you're Faceless?"

"Let me tell you, Hell Spirit Cat is my girlfriend. You've landed yourself in serious trouble!"

With that, Dai Mubai let out an angry shout.

"White Tiger Possession!"

As his words fell, a dazzling light suddenly erupted from his body.

Dai Mubai's bones crackled, and his clothes bulged as his muscles swelled, making his frame taller and broader.

His golden hair instantly turned black and white, predominantly white, and a marking shaped like the character for "king" appeared on his forehead.

His hands grew much larger and became covered in white fur. Sharp claws lay hidden within, their cold gleam flickering as killing intent spilled out. Three Soul Rings rose beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, and purple.

"Evil-Eyed White Tiger, level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder."

"Come on, I'll let you attack first! Whatever you did to Hell Spirit Cat, I'll do to you!"

Dai Mubai had come to avenge Zhu Zhuqing's defeat, so he stood arrogantly in place, his hands behind his back as he regarded Su Bai.

At that, Su Bai sneered. "Oh? I didn't realize Hell Spirit Cat mattered so much to you. But why do I get the feeling she has nothing to do with you?"

Dai Mubai froze at those words, irritation appearing on his face.

"What did you say?!"

Su Bai swept his gaze over the stands and said, "If things really are as you say, why didn't she come to watch today?"

"Is she afraid you'll embarrass yourself even more by losing to me, or does she simply not care?"

When Su Bai entered the ring, he had noticed the other Shrek members in the audience, including Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Ma Hongjun.

The only one missing was Zhu Zhuqing.

It seemed Dai Mubai's challenge today was nothing more than his own wishful thinking.

After those words, Dai Mubai's breathing grew heavier, his gaze turned increasingly hostile, and fury filled his heart.

"Cut the crap and attack already! Are you scared?"

Su Bai clasped his hands behind his back and sneered. "Scared? What a joke. I just find people who think so highly of themselves hilarious."

"Shamelessly scrambling to avenge someone who didn't even ask you to-you're a lovesick lapdog through and through. You're killing me."

Naturally, Su Bai knew about Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's relationship. He was merely tossing out a few taunts without giving them much thought.

If that idiot Dai Mubai really lost his head over them, winning would only become easier.

Although he was a transmigrator and had the Spirit Pagoda as his trump card, Su Bai had always been extremely cautious.

His guiding principle was that even a lion hunting a rabbit must use its full strength.

Whatever means it took, he only wanted to win!

Sure enough, Dai Mubai's eyes reddened at Su Bai's words. With an angry roar, he charged straight at him, disregarding what he had just said.

The second yellow Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed. A tremendous white light gathered in Dai Mubai's mouth, and a white sphere of light suddenly shot out.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

The sphere reached Su Bai in the blink of an eye. At the same time, Dai Mubai descended from above, his sharp claws driving straight toward the top of Su Bai's head.

The two attacks struck almost simultaneously, their timing exquisitely precise.

Yet Su Bai didn't panic in the slightest. The third Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed.

The Blue Silver Emperor's third Soul Spirit, first Soul Skill: Blue Silver Armor!

In an instant, countless strands of Blue Silver Grass sprang from the ground and wound over Su Bai's body, forming a suit of hard armor that enveloped him completely.

The armor woven from Blue Silver Grass covered him from head to toe without leaving a single opening.

Bang!

The sphere struck Su Bai's armor and blasted a moderately sized hole in it. Yet the instant the hole appeared, the Blue Silver Grass began growing wildly, repairing the armor.

Dai Mubai's attack came down as well. His claws extended and stabbed viciously toward the top of Su Bai's head.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out. Dai Mubai's claws did tear through a few strands of Blue Silver Grass, but all their force was dissipated, leaving them unable to advance another inch.

"What?!"

Shock filled Dai Mubai's eyes. In that very instant, countless strands of Blue Silver Grass sprang from his body, coiling tightly around him like pythons seizing their prey.

"This is..."

The first Soul Ring beneath Su Bai's feet flashed as he unleashed his First Soul Spirit's second Soul Skill, pinning Dai Mubai firmly in place.

Dai Mubai's pupils contracted. He knew how formidable this move was. If a control-type Soul Master immobilized him, the battle would already be more than half lost.

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

He roared, and the third Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed.

Dai Mubai's muscles began to swell. Black stripes appeared across his skin, and his frame suddenly grew larger.

"Break!"

Roaring, Dai Mubai grabbed the Blue Silver Grass that continued tightening around him and yanked with all his strength. Only after struggling to tear it apart for some time did he realize, dumbfounded, that all his efforts were futile.

"How is this possible? This is only Blue Silver Grass! You're a Soul Elder too, so why can't my White Tiger tear through your Blue Silver Grass?!"