Tang San stepped forward. "Hello, could we have two rooms, please?"
The woman looked Tang San and Xiao Wu over, then glanced at their joined hands. Understanding immediately dawned in her eyes, and she covered her mouth with a smile. "Sorry, we only have one room left."
"Huh?"
Xiao Wu blinked.
"Only one?"
"That's right, but don't worry. Our rooms are very spacious. They can easily accommodate several people."
The woman cast Tang San a meaningful look.
With an odd expression, Tang San leaned toward Xiao Wu's ear and whispered, "Xiao Wu, why don't we try somewhere else?"
"Great! Brother, pay up!"
As though she had not heard him, Xiao Wu took the money pouch straight from Tang San's waist and set it on the counter.
Tang San sighed helplessly and paid anyway.
It seemed he would have to teach Xiao Wu another day that men and women should not have intimate contact.
He thought this silently to himself.
The attendant soon finished the formalities and handed Tang San a pink key. "I'll take you both upstairs now. Here's your key. Please keep it safe."
Just then, a languid voice came from outside the door.
"Wait."
Tang San and Xiao Wu turned to see a blond young man walk in with an arm around each of two identical twins, his bearing haughty and his chin slightly raised.
"That room is mine, isn't it? Why did you give my room to someone else?"
The attendant's expression changed. "Ah, Young Master Dai!"
Tang San looked straight ahead. "Brother, I believe we arrived first."
"So what?"
The blond young man raised his eyebrows.
"Nothing. First come, first served."
In an instant, the two stood with swords drawn and bows bent.
Their invisible auras collided in the air, making it hum.
Hearing the commotion, the manager hurried out from the back. The moment he saw the blond young man, his face filled with smiles as he nodded and bowed. "Haha, Young Master Dai, what brings you here? I'll arrange a room for you right away."
"No need."
Dai Mubai waved a hand.
"I want this room."
The manager took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then turned to Tang San and Xiao Wu with an ingratiating smile. "Could you two perhaps..."
"No!"
Xiao Wu snapped outright, planting her hands on her hips and glaring at the manager.
"We clearly got here first! Why should we give way? Looking down on people through a dog's eyes-don't think we're easy to bully just because we're young!"
The manager's handkerchief shook right out of his hand. He was only an ordinary person; he could not afford to offend either side.
Dai Mubai watched Xiao Wu with interest, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "Heh, looks like you want a fight."
The manager looked distressed. "Young Master Dai, please don't..."
Dai Mubai moved in an instant!
"Enough talk! I'll cover all the damage!"
Xiao Wu rolled up her sleeves and was about to charge. "Come on, punk! I'll beat you until even your mother won't recognize you!"
Tang San caught her and pulled her back. "A girl should watch her language. If there's going to be a fight, I'll handle it!"
The moment he finished speaking, Tang San's figure swayed, and he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to meet the attack in an instant.
Bang!
The two collided violently, fist meeting palm with a muffled thud.
Soul Rings rose behind them!
Four Soul Rings appeared behind Tang San: yellow, purple, purple, black!
Dai Mubai revealed three rings: yellow, yellow, purple.
They crossed paths through dozens of exchanges in an instant, moving so fast that the sight dazzled the eyes.
Dai Mubai let out a low growl as his White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him. His hair turned gray-white, the character for "king" appeared on his forehead, and the muscles in his arms bulged, bursting his sleeves.
Tang San kept weaving and dodging with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his palms taking on a jade hue.
The two separated again and landed.
Dai Mubai stared in surprise at the four Soul Rings surrounding Tang San. "You're actually a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor! And that Soul Ring Configuration-your second ring is a thousand-year ring, and your fourth is a ten-thousand-year ring?!"
Tang San remained calm. "My teacher carefully selected my Soul Rings. They're the ones best suited to me. As for absorbing rings beyond the usual limits, that was also thanks to my teacher."
"I see."
Dai Mubai narrowed his eyes.
"It seems your teacher must be a very powerful Soul Master."
"But..."
His tone shifted.
"Even if you're a Soul Ancestor, I won't be afraid. Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger! Level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder. Please show me what you can do!"
His True Body Armor manifested, and Dai Mubai's eyes lit up. A White Tiger Soul Mark instantly appeared within his pupils, lending his face an even more uncanny look.
Tang San raised a hand. "Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass! Level forty-two Tool Soul Ancestor. Please show me what you can do."
His True Body Armor manifested, covering Tang San's entire left arm and the left side of his chest in blue armor, with a piece of purple crystal armor adorning his shoulder.
A Blue Silver Grass Soul Mark appeared in his left palm.
Xiao Wu looked at the Soul Marks in Dai Mubai's pupils and curled her lips. "Show-off. He actually put his Soul Marks in his eyes, and he's a freak with mismatched eyes, too."
Dai Mubai froze for a moment. "Blue Silver Grass? Even Blue Silver Grass can cultivate that quickly?"
Tang San smiled. "My teacher once said that there are no useless Martial Souls in this world, only people willing to be useless."
Dai Mubai gave him a long look, then grinned. "Interesting. I'm growing more and more curious about your teacher, but for now... let's fight first!"
"Roar!!"
Dai Mubai's aura surged. A phantom White Tiger appeared behind him, and its roar shook even the vases in the room slightly.
"First Soul Skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier! Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
Two waves of white light blasted from Dai Mubai's mouth, hurtling straight toward Tang San's face with a sharp howl as they tore through the air.
Tang San dodged like a phantom, his short steps extraordinarily nimble. The light waves grazed the hem of his clothes and exploded against the wall behind him, sending fragments of stone flying.
"First Soul Skill, Earth Vein Power!"
Tang San raised his right hand, and Blue Silver Grass instantly burst through the ground beneath his feet.
"Self-Created Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Dozens of strands of Blue Silver Grass instantly spread beneath Dai Mubai's feet and wound around his legs, waist, abdomen, and arms, wrapping him tightly.
Dai Mubai tried to break free, then felt a jolt of alarm. So tough! I actually can't break free!
"In that case, Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
Roar!
White light surged from Dai Mubai's body. His muscles swelled once more, and a pale golden sheen appeared over his skin.
He exerted force with both arms, snapping the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him strand by strand.
Tang San's expression shifted slightly. He can actually transform his True Body Armor a second time in an instant. His strength really is considerable. He raised his palm slightly. "Self-Created Soul Skill, Blue Silver Cage."
More Blue Silver Grass surged from the ground, weaving and twining in midair to instantly form a dense blue cage that trapped Dai Mubai inside.
New Blue Silver Grass kept growing from the walls of the cage, winding tighter and tighter.
No sooner had Dai Mubai snapped a few strands than new ones immediately wound around him, continuous and unbroken, as though there would never be an end.
Dai Mubai's expression had long since lost its earlier calm.
And this was only a single First Soul Skill!
His Soul Power continued to drain, while his opponent's Blue Silver Grass seemed inexhaustible, showing no sign of running dry.
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