Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

As a series of violent collisions and explosions continued, Dai Mubai's expression gradually darkened.

He was filled with shock and couldn't help but growl, "Is this guy using a soul skill or something? Why is it that every punch I throw with all my might, with my ferocious power, feels like I'm smashing into a ball of cotton? I can't generate any force at all!"

Ao Yin's style is to always be on the defensive; an eye for an eye is his way of fighting!

"Luo Yanbu! Dragon Claw Hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Yin's figure flashed.

Dai Mubai, who had just created some distance and was catching his breath, hadn't even had time to catch his breath before Ao Yin rushed close to him.

A dragon claw roared out and precisely gripped Dai Mubai's right shoulder.

The light, airy hand suddenly unleashed a terrifying force the moment it touched the shoulder!

Boom!

Dai Mubai felt as if he had been hit by a giant beast, his body was out of control, and he staggered backward.

Before he could even get his footing, Ao Yin moved with mysterious steps, leaving behind many afterimages, and instantly circled behind Dai Mubai.

A vicious side kick aimed straight at his back!

Dai Mubai's inner alarm bells rang, sensing danger behind him. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The enormous impact slammed into his back, sending him staggering forward and nearly knocking him to the ground.

After staggering four or five steps, Dai Mubai barely managed to steady himself, his face ashen and ugly.

"Damn it! How could he be this strong!"

Dai Mubai felt both shocked and aggrieved.

He could clearly feel that he was being led by the other party the whole time, as if he were being played at will.

He was a dignified three-ring battle spirit master! He was rarely matched among his peers, so how could he have ended up in such a sorry state?

An uncontrollable surge of anger welled up inside him.

"Looks like you really think the tiger is a sick cat unless you get serious!"

"Spirit Rings, appear!"

Boom!

A surge of powerful soul energy erupted from Dai Mubai's body, and the power he had been deliberately suppressing was no longer hidden.

Three spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, the yellow, yellow, and purple halos rotating gently.

The strength of the Three-Ring Battle Soul Master was fully revealed to everyone.

The guests in the hall who were watching all gasped in surprise.

A level 37 Battle Soul Master would definitely be considered a top-tier expert among the younger generation in Soto City.

Ao Yin glanced up and made a silent comment in his heart.

He's finally going to unleash his full power. Dai Mubai truly possesses extraordinary talent; he reached the third ring without relying on any shortcuts through arduous training. He truly deserves to be Shrek Academy's number one monster student.

"I originally wanted to have a relaxed sparring session with you for a while, but now it seems I underestimated you."

Dai Mubai spoke in a deep voice, his aura overwhelming, completely different from his arrogant and domineering demeanor just now.

He's serious!

The next moment, Dai Mubai roared to the sky.

"Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Martial Soul Possessed!"

Swish!

Dai Mubai's pupils transformed into wild, malevolent eyes, and a phantom of a snow-white tiger slowly solidified behind him. A deafening roar swept through the entire Rose Hotel lobby, and a gale swept around.

"Dai Mubai, Level 37 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Evil-Eyed White Tiger, please enlighten me!"

At this moment, Dai Mubai no longer held any contempt in his eyes.

The young man before me was no ordinary person; he could catch my full-force punch with such ease and his movements were so unpredictable.

Announcing one's martial soul and level is the most basic respect between soul masters, and he intends to have a serious fight.

Before he finished speaking, Dai Mubai, who had completed the Martial Soul Possession, stomped his foot on the ground and his figure transformed into a white lightning bolt, rushing straight towards Ao Yin!

"Good timing! Since you want to spar, I'll play along!"

Ao Yin responded loudly.

"Ao Yin, Level 39, Three-Ring Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Panlong Staff, please enlighten me!"

Rumble!

A surge of powerful soul energy spread outwards, and three soul rings slowly emerged from beneath Ao Yin's feet.

Pale white, pale yellow, pale white.

Upon seeing this set of spirit rings, Dai Mubai was stunned, his brows furrowing tightly.

The colors of the spirit rings were so outrageous that they looked like those of a novice spirit master who had just awakened.

He subconsciously sensed the fluctuations in soul power, and secretly wondered, shaking his head: "No, this soul power foundation is definitely not simple."

Ao Yin's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Illusionary Form Technique, switch soul ring color—Millennial Form!"

In an instant, the three spirit rings beneath his feet shimmered with a hazy light.

When the halo dissipated, the originally inconspicuous pale white and yellow faded away, replaced by three deep and rich purple halos!

Three purple, thousand-year-old soul rings silently swirled, dazzling yet exuding a sense of oppression.

"Three...three thousand-year soul rings! How is this possible?!"

Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his face filled with disbelief, and his mind went blank.

A powerful and majestic surge of soul power swept across the entire arena, accompanied by a purple soul ring.

The faint, bland aura vanished instantly, elevating the overall level by several notches.

The aura emanating from the spirit ring was impossible to fake; it truly belonged to a thousand-year-old spirit beast, perhaps even approaching ten thousand years old!

Dai Mubai couldn't help but swallow hard, his heart churning with turmoil.

What kind of terrifying monster did he provoke?

Dai Mubai has always considered himself to be one of the best among the younger generation.

But compared to the boy in front of him, the difference was immediately apparent.

He couldn't help but wonder if Ao Yin might be the heir of a top-tier sect.

They could be geniuses cultivated by the three upper sects or even the Spirit Hall. At the very least, they could be personal disciples of a Title Douluo.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai suddenly felt the urge to retreat.

To offend such a genius with unfathomable background just to compete for a single room is simply not worth it.

If you can be on good terms with them, it will only benefit your future.

He immediately suppressed his fighting spirit and softened his tone: "Young brother, I was too arrogant and reckless just now, and I apologize to you! This match is over, and I won't fight you for the room."

Ao Yin was slightly taken aback.

Goodness, Dai Mubai's change of attitude is ridiculously fast.

Dai Mubai had a clear plan in mind.

First, there's no need to provoke a powerful figure of unknown origin; second, the opponent possesses three purple soul rings that are nearly ten thousand years old, and their soul power far surpasses that of himself.

If it really comes down to a fight to the death, his chances of winning are extremely low.

Moreover, he had two female companions watching him. If he lost, he would lose all face and would find it difficult to establish himself in Soto City.

Xiao Wu, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

The crisp laughter was particularly noticeable in the hall.

Xiao Wu had long been aware of Ao Yin's strength. At present, Ao Yin had only revealed three thousand-year purple rings and had not yet revealed his true ten-thousand-year black ring.

She was very curious whether Dai Mubai would be completely terrified if Ao Yin revealed three black ten-thousand-year soul rings.

"Heh, now you're scared?"

Ao Yin took a step forward, looking directly at Dai Mubai, her tone sharp, "Don't think that anyone can be manipulated at will. I, Ao Yin, am not a pushover."

These words, when they reached Dai Mubai's ears, put him in a dilemma.

These words clearly mocked him for bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Dai Mubai's face turned pale and then flushed.

He is a prince of the Star Luo Empire and the current leader of Shrek Academy, possessing his own pride.

Being ridiculed in public like that is hard to bear for one's self-esteem.

Even if the opponent is powerful, we cannot back down!

Boom!

The aura of the evil-eyed white tiger phantom behind him surged once more, its ferocious tiger might constantly churning.

"Since you insist on this, then I'll have a proper sparring session with you!"

Ao Yin's arm jerked, and the incredibly heavy Ice and Fire Dragon Staff instantly came into his grasp.

The staff spun with a dazzling light, its imposing presence awe-inspiring.

"If you can withstand three of my blows, I will consider this a defeat."

"What arrogance!"

Dai Mubai sneered, his fighting spirit reignited. "If you can beat me, Boss Dai, I'll call you Boss from now on!"

"But, do you dare to agree?"

In Dai Mubai's mind, although the other party had higher soul power, he was still very young.

Based on the practical experience honed through years of fighting, there is absolutely no way I could be defeated.

He was confident he could withstand a mere three blows.

"Dark Holy Dragon, possess me!"

Roar—

A jet-black dragon shadow rose up from behind Ao Yin, its majestic dragon might sweeping across the surrounding area.

The Southern Ming Fire burned fiercely, its black and red flames engulfing the entire coiled dragon staff, the firelight intense.

A wave of heat rushed towards him, and fine beads of sweat quickly seeped from Dai Mubai's forehead, his entire body feeling hot.

High in the air, Ao Yin held the Ice and Fire Dragon Staff, standing like a war god.

A hazy dragon shadow slowly emerged behind him, its imposing aura pressing down on people's hearts.

On the ground, Dai Mubai bent his knees and crouched down to gather strength. Behind him, the phantom of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger lay on its limbs, its deep roar echoing continuously.

One dragon, one tiger, locked in a fierce battle.

Inside the hall, everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two of them.

This is truly... a battle between dragons and tigers?

Compared to the calm and composed Ao Yin, Dai Mubai was tense inside.

A sense of oppression emanating from a peer of powerful individuals enveloped his entire body. He had only ever felt such heavy pressure from the teachers at Shrek Academy before.

Ao Yin lowered his head, calmly looking down at Dai Mubai, his long staff gently held horizontally in front of him.

"I'll only strike three times. I'm afraid you won't even last the first strike. I'll give you a chance; you strike first."

"Extremely arrogant!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and growled.

The two were only two levels apart in soul power, yet this guy dared to spout nonsense, claiming he could crush him with a single blow, showing he didn't take him seriously at all!

"Just you wait, I'll blast you right off the bat right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai took a sudden step forward.

A cold glint flashed in his evil eyes, and he spread his arms wide, his muscles bulging high.

He opened his mouth wide, and milky white soul power rapidly gathered within, continuously compressing inward to condense into a huge ball of light, from which a destructive aura slowly spread outward.

Even though Ao Yin made provocative remarks, Dai Mubai did not underestimate his opponent in the slightest.

He was perfectly clear-headed; if he were at a disadvantage in strength, striking first was the best way to win. This was also a combat principle that his Shrek teacher had repeatedly emphasized to him.

"Get down here!"

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"

hum!

The accumulated white light burst forth, transforming into a dazzling white beam that tore through the air and hurtled towards Ao Yin, who was suspended in mid-air!