Chapter 17
The Advantage Lies With Me!
Is this never going to end?
Upon hearing this, Jing Tianming, whose anger had already subsided somewhat, felt his anger rise again, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
With these repeated provocations, do you really think I'm made of clay?
He suppressed his anger and turned to look at his teacher, Chrysanthemum Douluo. With his teacher present, as a disciple, he had to give him face and ask for his permission.
"Go ahead and do it if you want to," Chrysanthemum Douluo said calmly.
He knew his disciple's temper well; he was definitely not the type to swallow his anger. It was just that, out of respect for his teacher, the disciple hadn't reacted immediately in front of everyone.
My good disciple is too cultured and too polite. It's not good to keep your anger bottled up inside.
Moreover, he didn't think his disciple would lose.
So what if he's level 32? So what if he's a whole realm higher? Yue Guan's disciple is no pushover either!
Jing Tianming turned his head away, his face as calm as still water.
"Go find a secluded place."
"Brother Jing!" Zhu Zhuqing was a little worried, after all, Dai Mubai was a Soul Venerable, a whole realm higher.
"It's alright," Jing Tianming said calmly. "I'll take this opportunity to see where my limits are and also to test the results of my training over this period of time."
"With me and Elder Ji here, don't worry," Chrysanthemum Douluo chimed in.
Zhu Zhuqing was relieved and nodded, saying nothing more, but her eyes were full of resentment as she looked at Dai Mubai.
In her opinion, Dai Mubai's actions were completely unreasonable, narrow-minded, and shameless!
Dai Mubai was even angrier when he saw Zhu Zhuqing looking at him like that. But considering that so many people were watching, he knew that swearing would only make him look vulgar and make him more despised. So he had no choice but to suppress his anger and angrily turned away.
I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget later!
"snort!"
He snorted coldly and strode towards the door.
Sigh, what a mess this is... Zhao Wuji was quite helpless at the sight, but there was nothing more to say since things had come to this.
"That's good. Now that I've vented my anger, I can focus on my cultivation when I get back."
Thinking this, he turned and gave Ma Hongjun and Oscar a look before striding after them.
"Let's go," Jing Tianming called out, and followed closely behind.
"What a pity!" The boss, standing not far away, looked disappointed as he watched the group leave.
Before long, they arrived at a flat area outside the town.
Dai Mubai stopped, turned around, and raised his head, looking arrogant.
"Let's stay here."
After saying that, he raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at Jing Tianming, and beckoned with a provocative look.
"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul White Tiger, Level 32 Battle Soul Master, please!"
Jing Tianming remained expressionless, raising and opening his right hand, "Jing Ke, Martial Soul: Sun and Moon Golden Wheel, Level 23 Great Soul Master."
"Level 23?" Dai Mubai laughed immediately, his face showing disdain and his eyes revealing undisguised contempt.
"Judging by your age, you should be around my age, but your soul power is only level 23. It seems your martial soul's talent is really not that great!"
"Using the sun and moon as names—aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
In his heart, even Chrysanthemum Douluo, as a teacher, began to look down on him. In his opinion, a soul master with such poor martial soul talent as a disciple must not only lack teaching ability, but also strength.
Zhao Wuji felt the same way, and his back straightened up a bit, looking relaxed.
He was worried that he would be at a disadvantage if a fight broke out, but now he sees that there is no need to worry at all.
They even started to fantasize about it.
"Once Mu Bai wins, we can perhaps find a reason to bring Zhu Zhuqing back to the academy first. As for anything else, we can talk about it when we get back to the academy."
"Leave the persuasion to Flander; isn't that guy the best at conning people?"
Oscar and Ma Hongjun, just like Dai Mubai, looked at Jing Tianming with disdain and a hint of amusement.
In their view, Dai Mubai was destined to win this match!
A Soul Master fighting a Grand Soul Master is like child's play.
Dai Mubai then turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes filled with mockery, as if to say, "You have terrible taste."
"Is this all? Zhu Qing, are you sure you'll make any progress cultivating with this pretty boy?"
"What's it to you?" Zhu Zhuqing retorted without any politeness.
"It's just because they're at a higher level. So what if they win? Is it something to brag about, or to show off how capable they are?"
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's expression darkened, and he immediately snorted coldly, turning his head to look at Jing Tianming.
"Kid, I won't take advantage of you. I won't use my third soul skill in this sparring match."
"No need," Jing Tianming said calmly.
"Just go all out. He's just an ordinary Soul Master; I don't even consider him a threat."
"Arrogant!" Dai Mubai felt slighted and glared angrily, his voice low and menacing. He gritted his teeth and forced out the words, which were chillingly cold.
"Kid, arrogance requires strength."
As he spoke, he took the lead in activating his martial spirit and completing the possession.
"Let me see if you really have the strength!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out like an arrow released from a bow.
Jing Tianming remained silent, then gently clenched his outstretched right palm, his middle and index fingers forming a sword-like gesture, before making a light sweeping motion through the air.
The sun and moon golden wheel instantly appeared in front of him.
At the same time, two spirit rings appeared rhythmically beneath his feet.
"!?!" Zhao Wuji, who was watching the battle from behind Dai Mubai, changed his expression instantly and blurted out.
"How is this possible!"
Ma Hongjun stared in disbelief. "This...this...I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"A purple second spirit ring?"
"Also, how did he summon two martial souls at once? Could they be the legendary twin martial souls?"
"I don't know if it's a twin martial soul, but the second spirit ring under his feet, Fatty, you're absolutely not mistaken, it's purple!" Oscar's eyes widened in disbelief. A second spirit ring after a thousand years—he'd never even heard of it.
Is this something a human Soul Master could successfully absorb?
Are you sure you won't explode and die?!
Dai Mubai was equally shocked, but as his opponent, he certainly couldn't show it. Besides, so what if he had twin martial souls? So what if he had the second soul ring of a thousand years? In the end, he was just a level 23 Great Soul Master.
And he is a level 32 Soul Master!
With superior cultivation in all aspects and a top-tier beast martial soul, the White Tiger, what did he have to fear?
"The advantage is in my hands!" With this thought, I felt much more at ease.
They immediately and decisively launched the first offensive.
"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!" His feet suddenly stopped, and he opened his mouth to spit out a ball of milky white light wave.
They aimed straight for Jing Tianming's chest.
"First Soul Skill, Sun Guardian." Jing Tianming remained calm and instantly unleashed his first soul skill with remarkable skill.
He wanted to use Dai Mubai, the so-called top-tier beast spirit master, to test the defensive capabilities of his first spirit skill on the spot.
With a "bang!", the light wave arrived in the blink of an eye, causing ripples to spread across the golden light shield in front of him.
Jing Tianming could clearly see that the strength of the light shield was being weakened by the continuous impact of the white light waves, but he was not flustered. With a thought, his soul power quickly merged into the light shield, and the distribution of soul power in the light shield itself also changed, surging towards the front.
He had learned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's method of controlling distraction and had already mastered the Four Apertures Constant Mind.
These kinds of micro-operations are so easy and effortless.
Distraction control might be an unparalleled skill for ordinary Soul Masters, but it wasn't for the Spirit Hall, or for his teacher, Chrysanthemum Douluo. Distraction control wasn't unique to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; it was most effective when applied to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul, which is why it was passed down by the Ning family. The Spirit Hall, with its vast number of Soul Masters and diverse Soul types, naturally also had its own records.
It's just that few people study it.
Just as they were thinking this, on the other side, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were shocked once again.
"They actually managed to defend against it using only their first soul skill!"
"This defense is a bit too advanced, isn't it?"
The fact that their second soul skill couldn't overcome their first soul skill was something they never expected.
Hearing this, Dai Mubai felt extremely embarrassed and immediately became angry, but he still remained stubborn.
"Let's see how long your turtle shell can hold out!"
Immediately increase the output of soul power.