Chapter 25: A Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Unprecedented in Past and Future

At this moment, Dai Mubai, standing opposite Dai Xiyu, his breathing had already become rough.

His forehead veins bulged, and anger surged in his heart.

Dai Xiyu's words undoubtedly placed Dai Mubai in the same position as the opponents he had previously defeated.

It seemed that, to Dai Xiyu, Dai Mubai was no different from those mediocrities before him.

For Dai Mubai, this was absolutely unacceptable.

Thus, Dai Mubai spoke in a cold voice:

"Don't think that just because you once defeated me, you have the right to be arrogant."

"Tell you, my first soul ring is nearly at the limit of four hundred years, far stronger than your worthless one-hundred-year soul ring."

"Dai Xiyu, today I will make you pay the price for your arrogance!"

Having said that, Dai Mubai glared at Dai Xiyu and announced his soul power level.

"Dai Mubai, martial soul White Tiger, a sixteen-level, one-ring battle soul master!"

As his words fell, Dai Mubai released his martial soul.

A deep yellow soul ring rose up beneath his feet.

Immediately after, Dai Mubai stared intently at Dai Xiyu's feet.

He wanted to see how Dai Xiyu, who constantly claimed to be twenty-third level, could cover up his bragging this time.

If what he released was only a hundred-year soul ring.

Then Dai Xiyu would already have lost in terms of aura.

If one truly had victory in hand, there would be no need to deceive the opponent with words.

Spouting lies to confuse only proves you lack absolute confidence.

As for not releasing his martial soul as before, Dai Mubai did not think Dai Xiyu would do that.

If Dai Xiyu could defeat Dai Mubai without using his martial soul, then Dai Mubai could go find a piece of tofu to kill himself.

Not only Dai Mubai, but all the spectators outside also stared intently at Dai Xiyu's feet.

At nine years old with two soul rings, besides that pope of the Spirit Hall, it seemed no second person had appeared on the continent.

In this timeline, the innately soul-power-maxed twenty-level Qian Renxue is still unknown to people.

Therefore, in the perception of the inland masses.

Among existing powerhouses, the only one who reached the two-ring great soul master level at nine years old is indeed Bibi Dong.

Even the Clear Sky Sect's past prodigy Tang Hao, who broke through to Title Douluo at forty-four, only absorbed his second soul ring at ten years old.

At this moment, the only people without any nervous feeling were the few from the Duke's mansion.

The Netherworld Duke, Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhu Zhu Yue three persons had long known Dai Xiyu's "true strength," so they were the most composed.

Under the gaze of ten thousand eyes, Dai Xiyu gave a light smile.

"Dai Xiyu, martial soul White Tiger, a twenty-third level assault-system battle soul master."

Speaking, he gathered his soul power and released his martial soul.

Like Dai Mubai's, a White Tiger phantom appeared behind him.

The difference lay in the number and color of the soul rings.

One yellow, one purple—two soul rings!

A thousand-year second ring!

At this moment, everyone widened their eyes, expressions stunned.

So far, the information they had received was that Dai Xiyu's soul power had reached nineteenth level, yet he had absorbed a hundred-year soul ring.

But now, why have two soul rings appeared, and why is the second one purple?

A bewildered emotion arose in everyone's hearts.

Countless questions arose in their minds.

If Dai Xiyu's first soul ring were truly a hundred years, then a second soul ring of a thousand years would be utterly impossible.

With such a huge gap, the body could not bear it.

Rather, even if the first soul ring were at the four-hundred-year limit, a second soul ring could not be a thousand years.

This simply exceeds common sense and does not conform to human bodily rules.

At this moment, Dai Mubai, standing before Dai Xiyu, was also completely dumbfounded.

He stammered: "Two rings, really two rings… no, why is your second soul ring purple?"

Dai Xiyu smiled faintly and said: "Isn't it clear? When a soul ring reaches a thousand years, it naturally turns purple."

Dai Mubai glared and shouted angrily:

"Impossible, your first soul ring is only a hundred years; how could your second be a thousand years? You simply cannot absorb a thousand-year soul ring!"

Dai Xiyu's smile faded, and he said calmly:

"I never admitted my first soul ring was a hundred years; it's merely your narrow-minded view that I could only hunt soul beasts up to a hundred years."

"My first soul ring's actual age is five hundred years."

Upon these words, the crowd erupted again.

First soul ring, five hundred years.

Likewise, this has never been achieved by anyone before.

Absorbing a four-hundred-year soul ring for the first ring is already extremely dangerous.

The resentment lingering in a five-hundred-year soul beast before death is not something a mere ten-level soul power can resist.

However, at this time, no one would doubt the authenticity of Dai Xiyu's five-hundred-year soul ring.

Only if the first soul ring breaks the limit can the second possibly also break the limit, reaching a thousand years unprecedented in history.

At this moment, Dai Xiyu's image in everyone's hearts underwent a complete reversal.

The previously mentioned first soul ring being a hundred years meant his future achievements were too limited; he might not even reach Title Douluo.

But now, with a first soul ring of five hundred years and a second soul ring of a thousand years, everything is completely different.

Everyone realized that this Second Prince might very well be the future second Bibi Dong!

Now it seems that Dai Xiyu reaching Title Douluo is merely a matter of time.

"The Second Prince's talent is actually so astonishing…… I hope I haven't offended him too much before…"

"I also need to think carefully; if I have done any disrespectful actions, I must hurry to find an opportunity to make amends."

"Oh no, it looks like our family is going to have bad luck from now on…"

"The Second Prince's talent is so terrifying; if given enough time to grow, even the Eldest Prince might not be able to match him in strength."

"We need to quickly change our attitude, for the sake of the family…"

……

At this moment, many students have already begun to calculate in their hearts.

If we say, before this, ninety percent of the nobles supported Dai Weisi, while ten percent supported Dai Mubai.

Then, at this moment, at least eighty percent of the nobles have begun to waver in their hearts.

The one whose emotions fluctuated the most was none other than Dai Mubai.

At this moment, Dai Mubai seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes dull and lifeless.

Dai Xiyu's words were like a death sentence pronounced upon him, harshly striking his spirit.

In the competition among the three princes, it seems that only Dai Mubai is a good-for-nothing.

Originally, there was still the former "trash Dai Xiyu" who could give him psychological comfort.

Now, that "trash" has transformed into a genius of extraordinary talent.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly and roared angrily: "I don't believe it, it's all fake! Dai Xiyu, you die for me!!"

Before his voice even faded, the first soul ring on Dai Mubai's body already lit up with light.

Under the enhancement of the first soul skill, his whole body shot forward like a cannonball, carrying an unstoppable momentum as he rushed toward Dai Xiyu.

This strike seemed to contain unprecedented power, and his momentum, fueled by anger, reached its peak.

Dai Xiyu's eyes narrowed, and his second soul ring burst forth with purple light.

Second soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

(End of chapter)