Chapter 5: One punch defeats Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing is shocked

【Harvest: +100000 fortune from Zhu Zhuqing】

【Harvest: +200000 fortune from Dai Mubai】

……

"Looks like, making same-sex fortune holders suffer also counts as seizing the other's opportunity."

This harvest's fortune let Dai Xiyu confirm a rule once again.

Thus, the method of plundering fortune has increased by one more.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Dai Mubai also didn't expect that the wager he used to scheme against Dai Xiyu would actually backfire.

Zhu Zhuqing's instant blush was precisely caught by Dai Mubai, nearly making his lungs explode with anger.

"I didn't realize you were so eloquent before; fine, let's change the wager."

"I bet your left-hand ring—dare to take it?"

Dai Xiyu looked at his left hand, thought back carefully, and finally remembered.

This ring is a miniature soul tool, containing one cubic meter of space, the only keepsake left by his mother.

Before Dai Xiyu's transmigration, this ring was the most cherished item of the original owner, without equal.

However, for him now, he doesn't really feel anything about it.

Dai Xiyu raised his head and asked:

"This is my most precious item; if you want me to use it as a wager, you should bring something of equal value, right?"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly: "That's natural."

Saying that, he took off a necklace from his neck.

"This is a soul tool granted by my father emperor when I awakened my martial soul; it contains five cubic meters of storage space, a hundred times more valuable than your ring!"

Upon saying that, everyone was shocked.

Soul tools: the larger the capacity, the more valuable.

Five cubic meters, especially a soul tool with a single five-cubic-meter space, is nearly priceless.

Even if Dai Xiyu's one-cubic-meter ring were produced fifty times at once, it still wouldn't match the value of Dai Mubai's necklace.

No one could possibly use such an item as a wager.

But Dai Mubai felt no reluctance at all.

In his view, no matter what he produced, Dai Xiyu could never win.

This is confidence in his strength.

Dai Xiyu smiled and immediately said: "Alright, I'll bet with you."

Afterward, he looked behind Dai Mubai and said: "Let Zhu Zhuqing and Miss Zhu Zhu Yue serve as referees together; that would also be fair."

Saying that, he removed the ring from his hand and tossed it to Zhu Zhu Yue.

Zhu Zhu Yue took the ring, drew a deep breath to calm herself, then revealed a miserable smile.

Dai Mubai's eye twitched; he hurriedly turned around and discovered his fiancée standing behind him.

Recalling how he had spoken in a heat of the moment, telling Dai Xiyu to call off the engagement.

That clearly was an attempt to seize Zhu Zhuqing from Dai Xiyu; Zhu Zhu Yue couldn't possibly miss that.

Dai Mubai felt another surge of anger well up in his heart.

In his view, this was Dai Xiyu deliberately not reminding him, wanting to embarrass him.

But it didn't matter.

He now only wanted to crush the trash blocking his path.

Let this guy know the consequences of overestimating himself!

Turning back, Dai Mubai directly threw the necklace in his hand to Zhu Zhuqing.

Then he abruptly turned around.

In a few leaps, he jumped onto the high platform at the hall's end.

The platform was originally prepared for soul combat; this sight can only be seen in the Star Luo Empire.

In contrast, Dai Xiyu was calm and unhurried.

Just as before in the training field, he stepped onto the Combat Soul Platform step by step.

This action again drew contempt from many.

Dai Xiyu did not intend to hide his strength.

He mainly wanted to keep consistency, avoiding too great a discrepancy between his actions and those at noon.

Otherwise, the fact that he rose several ranks of soul power in one afternoon would easily be exposed.

Rather, it's better to directly give a low-key impression.

And just then.

Not far away, several figures walked in from outside the door.

The Star Luo Emperor and the Netherworld Duke were guarded in the center by several attendants like stars surrounding the moon; upon entering, they were momentarily stunned.

All that could be seen was that the area near the door was empty, with everyone gathered beneath the Combat Soul Platform at the far end.

After spotting the two on the platform, the Star Luo Emperor raised his hand to stop the attendants who wanted to remind the crowd.

Then he turned to the Netherworld Duke and smiled: "It turns out two brothers are going to engage in soul combat."

The Netherworld Duke is a middle-aged man with a cold demeanor, rarely smiling.

He glanced at the two on the platform, said nothing, and merely shook his head.

The Star Luo Emperor walked while saying: "Take a look—Mubai may be young, but his talent is not bad; perhaps there will be hope in the future."

"As for Xiyu..."

The Star Luo Emperor didn't continue, but anyone could hear his implied meaning.

Dai Xiyu's talent is really poor; in this fierce fight, there's basically no chance of survival.

……

At that moment, on the Combat Soul Stage, the two stood facing each other.

"White Tiger, possess!"

With an angry shout, Dai Mubai was the first to unleash his martial soul, and a white tiger phantom appeared behind him.

Under his feet, a yellow soul ring swirled, revealing the strength of a one-ring soul master.

After unleashing his martial soul, Dai Mubai said arrogantly, "Dai Mubai, a rank‑15 one‑ring battle soul master."

At nine years old, rank fifteen—that's Dai Mubai's pride!

Even Crown Prince Dai Weisi was one rank below him at age nine!

After he announced his rank, the audience below burst into amazement.

With such talent and strength, keeping a low profile is hard.

Now, no one believes this will be an exciting battle.

Dai Xiyu, facing such a powerful Dai Mubai, seems destined to be utterly crushed.

Dai Xiyu smiled, didn't chant any chuunibyou slogan, and quietly unleashed his white tiger martial soul.

When his soul ring rose beneath his feet, everyone present was shocked.

You know, half a year ago in the soul‑power test, Dai Xiyu was only rank seven.

In just half a year, he's actually reached the one‑ring level.

For someone with an innate rank‑two soul‑power talent, this is nearly a miracle.

And what came next was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone.

"Dai Xiyu, rank nineteen, one‑ring battle soul master."

Rank nineteen, one‑ring battle soul master!

Everyone present was utterly shocked.

Even Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Xiyu in surprise.

In half a year, rising from rank seven to nineteen—this is beyond a miracle.

Even a genius with full innate soul power would struggle to gain twelve ranks in half a year.

But Dai Xiyu clearly only has an innate rank‑two soul power!

In the distance, the Star Luo Emperor and the Netherworld Duke were also somewhat surprised.

The Star Luo Emperor frowned, as if he hadn't heard any report of Dai Xiyu reaching rank ten lately, nor had he sent experts to get a soul ring for him.

That can only mean this soul ring was obtained by Dai Xiyu himself hunting a soul beast.

To hunt a soul beast that's a hundred years old is already quite lucky.

But for the Star Luo royal family, that's a bit low‑rank.

"This kid, why is he hiding his strength…"

Looking at Dai Xiyu's calm expression, the Star Luo Emperor secretly pondered.

On the Combat Soul Stage.

Standing opposite Dai Xiyu, Dai Mubai's expression involuntarily turned dazed.

But he quickly reacted.

"Dai Xiyu, are you messing with me?"

Indeed, how could anyone gain twelve ranks in half a year?

Throughout history, the only one who could achieve this was the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.

But Bibi Dong not only has full innate soul power, but also twin martial souls!

But compared to that Pope, Dai Xiyu is obviously worlds apart.

Thus, there's only one possibility.

Dai Xiyu is lying, trying to disturb his opponent's mind!

Dai Mubai felt he had seen through Dai Xiyu's scheme, and his anger flared even more.

Today's Dai Xiyu seems like a completely different person, toying with himself everywhere, utterly unlike his former timid demeanor.

Dai Mubai secretly resolved to make this trash lose face today!

Dai Xiyu saw Dai Mubai's misunderstanding, but also didn't plan to explain.

He isn't hiding his rank; actually, he's laying groundwork for the future.

After all, after today he will advance to rank twenty and absorb a second soul ring.

If he doesn't lay the groundwork now, later he'll have even less chance to explain—and might even be seized by the Star Luo Emperor for research.

Gaining twelve ranks in half a year is far easier to accept than rising two rings in half a day.

Having thought this through.

Dai Xiyu said calmly, "True or false, you'll know if you try."

Dai Mubai's face darkened; without further words, he let out an angry shout.

Clenching his right fist like an arrow released from a bow, he shot toward Dai Xiyu.

"Whoosh!"

This punch, bolstered by soul power, was extremely strong, actually producing a howling wind.

Dai Xiyu smiled, gathered his soul power, and instantly flashed to dodge the punch.

The current Dai Xiyu, whether in strength or agility, is far from comparable to Dai Mubai.

Although Dai Mubai trains diligently, he is ultimately only nine years old.

And Dai Xiyu's strength reaches as high as 55 points, close to the average for an adult male.

A normal man, without considering soul power, could never be defeated by a nine-year-old child.

What's more, even in soul power, Dai Xiyu is stronger than Dai Mubai by a margin.

"Is that all you've got? If this continues, the first of us three to be eliminated will probably be you."

While dodging, Dai Xiyu didn't forget to throw out a sarcastic remark.

This sentence, in the original owner's memory, has always been what Dai Mubai used to strike at himself.

Now, being turned back and used on him by myself, the effect is even stronger.

As expected, Dai Mubai's eyes instantly reddened, and his teeth almost shattered.

And in the upper left of Dai Xiyu's vision, the prompt refreshed again.

【Gain from Dai Mubai's fortune +50000】

The more blows the Child of Fortune receives, the more fortune I can plunder.

However, the power of this sentence obviously didn't seize as much from Zhu Zhuqing, only plundering fifty thousand points.

Dai Mubai glared at Dai Xiyu and roared, "All you do is dodge, you're as timid as a mouse!"

Dai Xiyu still smiled, speaking lightly: "It's not that I'm timid, but——you're not worthy enough for me to go all out."

After saying that, his eyes narrowed, and his soul power mobilization reached its peak.

His whole body's muscles exerted force together, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared before Dai Mubai.

All his strength gathered in his right fist, and he struck out fiercely!

Instinctively, Dai Mubai raised both arms, intending to cross-block.

And at the moment Dai Xiyu's fist contacted Dai Mubai's arm.

"Bang!"

A dull impact sound rang out.

Immediately after, Dai Mubai's face drastically changed.

He only felt an unparalleled huge force surging toward him from ahead.

Carrying an unstoppable momentum, it conducted through his entire body.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Dai Mubai let out a muffled groan and was directly shot away.

Like a cannonball, he traced an arc and heavily fell beneath the Battle Spirit Platform, followed by another muffled thud.

Dai Xiyu retracted his fist, looking down at Dai Mubai from above.

Suddenly, he recalled a classic line from a novel in his previous life.

So he opened his mouth and said: "Dai Mubai, remember this saying."

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the poor youth!"

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