Chapter 24

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Wang Daomo's forward charge came to an abrupt halt, and his whole body flew out.

It traced an ungraceful arc before finally falling outside the Soul Fighting Platform.

The entire venue fell silent, not even a whisper.

The battle went by too fast; people only saw it with their eyes before their brains could react.

Wang Daomo had already been blasted away.

The examiner beside him was also stunned; only after reacting did he say, 'Your Highness the Second Prince, you win!'

Immediately, the crowd erupted.

Just now, Dai Xiyu defeated Wang Daomo, who had used his first soul skill, without even releasing his martial soul!

That terrifying speed would be hard to block even for a two-ring Soul Grandmaster.

Unless one is an agility attack type, it would be impossible to react in time.

He's too strong, really too strong.

To reach this point, it's hard to imagine how Dai Xiyu usually trains.

At this moment, Dai Mubai's face also looked somewhat grim.

He had thought that Wang Daomo would use his first soul skill right at the start, at least to test the exact effect of Dai Xiyu's soul skill.

But he never expected that Wang Daomo couldn't even force out Dai Xiyu's martial soul, being crushed purely by soul power and physique.

Taking a deep breath, Dai Mubai stood up.

He had drawn number seven, and after Dai Xiyu finished, it would be his turn to go on stage.

Even though he couldn't draw out Dai Xiyu's martial soul, Dai Mubai still believed he could win.

He was different from that waste Wang Daomo; his sixteenth-level soul power was far beyond a twelfth-level's.

Moreover, Dai Mubai also possessed a four-hundred-year-old first soul ring.

This first soul ring is his greatest reliance and the source of his conviction.

On the Soul Fighting Platform, Dai Xiyu heard the examiner announce the result and turned to step down.

As for Wang Daomo, who was carried off like a dead dog below the stage, he couldn't even be bothered to glance at him.

Just a clownish jumper, not even as good as Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai, at least possesses great fortune, worth taking seriously.

This Wang Daomo is completely worthless; even arguing with him feels like a hassle.

As he walked down the Soul Fighting Platform, Dai Xiyu came face-to-face with Dai Mubai.

At this moment, Dai Mubai was no longer arrogant as before; he looked seriously at Dai Xiyu and said in a low voice, 'Wait for it—I will definitely defeat you.'

Dai Xiyu gave no reply, walking straight past him.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly, stepping onto the Soul Fighting Platform with effort.

Next up was the student who had drawn number eight, who went on stage to fight Dai Mubai.

This number eight student was also a one-ring Soul Master, but had just broken through to the first ring, an eleventh-level strength attack battle soul master.

To everyone's surprise, this match ended extremely quickly.

Likewise with a single move, Dai Mubai used his first soul skill, 'White Tiger Protective Shield,' right at the start.

A strike with all his might directly blasted the opponent off the stage.

After the strike, Dai Mubai already felt somewhat drained, but he forced himself on, showing no abnormality.

As if competing with Dai Xiyu from earlier, he likewise didn't spare the opponent another glance before turning and stepping down.

Dai Mubai's performance instantly earned cheers from the whole crowd.

Just now, when Dai Xiyu won with a single move, everyone was too stunned to react.

This time, Dai Mubai decided the victory with one move, making it much easier for the spectators to accept.

After all, Dai Mubai's performance had always been impressive in previous assessments.

On the spectator platform, Dai Xiyu had his Sharingan activated; under its powerful insight, he had already seen through Dai Mubai's bravado.

Shaking his head, Dai Xiyu couldn't help but feel a bit amused.

Hold on; the more arrogant one is, the stronger the blow they'll receive later.

Burst some more fortune; that way it can help me grow stronger faster.

Soon after, Dai Mubai's figure passed by in front of Dai Xiyu.

Just like before with Dai Xiyu, Dai Mubai this time also didn't spare him a glance.

Like a child throwing a tantrum, utterly boring.

The competition continued; the first round wasn't short, lasting over half an hour before ending.

Immediately after came the second round.

This time, all the winning students redrew lots to determine their opponents for the second round.

And the losing students also redrew lots to compete in the losers' bracket ranking matches.

Dai Xiyu drew a number that was still near the front.

However, his opponent was a Soul Scholar under level ten.

This student was an ordinary-looking girl with a soul power of nine.

She had also been lucky before, drawing an eight-level student in the previous round and winning.

But this time, facing Dai Xiyu, she had no chance at all.

The outcome was beyond doubt: still without releasing his martial soul, a single move decided the victory.

Even when facing a girl, Dai Xiyu didn't give her a chance for a second move.

The later promotions were also very smooth.

Almost every time, Dai Xiyu used only one palm.

And on the other side, Dai Mubai's luck can also be said to be very good.

Each time lots were drawn, they were very far from Dai Xiyu, unable to meet beforehand.

Until the last time, Dai Xiyu eliminated his opponent, becoming one of the final two contenders.

Only then did Dai Mubai finally step onto the Fighting Soul Platform, standing before Dai Xiyu.

Looking at Dai Xiyu before him, Dai Mubai took a deep breath and said arrogantly:

"Dai Xiyu, you don't need to hold on; I can give you time to recover your soul power."

It must be said, Dai Mubai's luck is truly good.

In the earlier matches, the lots he drew were all later numbers, far from Dai Xiyu.

But the last time, the lot drawn was an earlier number.

Therefore, after the battle ended, there was still a short rest period.

On the contrary, Dai Xiyu drew a later number in the last draw, and immediately after the battle ended he had to start fighting Dai Mubai.

However, this bad luck is only relative to ordinary people.

Dai Xiyu originally hadn't expended much soul power, and even in two battles against Soul Scholars he won purely with physical strength.

At this point, even just after finishing a battle, there is hardly any difference from his peak condition.

Looking at Dai Mubai opposite him, Dai Xiyu said with a relaxed expression:

"Let's start quickly; if we finish early we can go rest, and tonight I still need to send people to your place to move things."

"After saving for so many years, your little treasury must have considerable wealth; if it's too little, I'll just go take it myself."

Hearing this, the watching students all gasped.

The Second Prince is truly arrogant, as if defeating Dai Mubai were as easy as eating and drinking together.

Although, in these few matches Dai Xiyu has been instantly defeating his opponents.

But Dai Mubai also defeats with a single move.

From this perspective, the two should be evenly matched.

Seeing such a powerful opponent and still being able to say such things, one must admit Dai Xiyu is truly arrogant.

However, the two had previously dueled once at the banquet.

Having experience of instantly defeating Dai Mubai, he seems qualified to be this arrogant.

However, times are different now.

Everyone knows that Dai Xiyu's first soul ring is only a hundred-year soul ring.

The first soul ring's age differs by four times, yet the soul power is only three levels higher.

Under such circumstances, can victory still be achieved?

(End of chapter)