Nana stood silently in the training ground, dressed in a sleek black combat outfit, her figure like a phantom. Her expression was calm as she watched Dai Luoli struggle to his feet.
On the orders of her Young Master, Dai Youheng, she was helping Dai Luoli awaken his martial soul's potential. The method was simple and brutal, but extremely effective: push Dai Luoli to his limits and seek a breakthrough on the brink of death.
"N-Nana... shishter," Dai Luoli slurred through his swollen face, biting out each word with bloody spittle. "Today-I won't-loshe sho-badly again!"
Before his words had faded, soul power erupted around him. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet, and the third suddenly blazed. "Third Shoul Shkill-Blood-Tiger-Vajra Transformation!"
"Roar!"
A tiger's roar utterly unlike any he had made before suddenly rang out. It no longer carried the majestic grandeur of a white tiger, but a trace of savage anguish and frenzy!
The white tiger phantom behind Dai Luoli swelled violently. Its once-pure white fur turned a glaring blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The "king" marking on its forehead looked as though it had been traced in threads of blood, radiating heart-stopping mental fluctuations.
His muscles bulged, and a faint bloody glow rose over his skin. His soul power, previously sluggish from his injuries, surged through him in an instant. His strength, defense, and especially his spiritual power multiplied!
The blood tiger martial soul.
Under the combined effects of Nana's daily hellish training and the third soul ring he had absorbed not long ago, the mental attribute hidden within Dai Luoli had finally awakened completely. His martial soul had mutated from a white tiger into an even rarer, top-tier beast martial soul with a stronger affinity for the