Dai Yuner wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and raised her head to look at Wu Siduo, only to find that Wu Siduo was already standing right in front of her, the tiger claws mere inches from her neck.
Feeling the cold touch against her throat, Dai Yuner couldn't help but tremble. She sensed a hint of death—if Wu Siduo truly wanted to kill her, she would already be dead.
"Admit defeat," Wu Siduo said with a cold smirk. "At least this way, you'll keep some dignity."
"No! If you have the guts, just kill me!" Dai Yuner stubbornly retorted, her neck stiff with defiance. She was certain Wu Siduo wouldn't dare harm her, which gave her the audacity to act tough.
Hearing this, a flash of irritation crossed Wu Siduo's beautiful eyes. She despised sore losers the most. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and swung it fiercely toward Dai Yuner's head. At the last moment, the tiger claws reverted to a fair, jade-like hand, and with a sharp "smack," she struck Dai Yuner's head.
Dai Yuner collapsed unconscious on the spot.
Though Wu Siduo wouldn't kill her, she had no qualms about teaching her a lesson.
Watching this scene, Dai Yueyan, who had nearly rushed onto the stage, finally exhaled in relief. But his expression quickly darkened. Regardless of the circumstances, this match had dealt a blow to the royal family's dignity.
Clenching his fists, his heterochromatic eyes flickered with anger. Today, Dai Yuner had been humiliated, and in the next match, he would repay this tenfold!
On the VIP platform, Dai Tianling's face was equally grim. Seeing his favorite daughter treated this way was naturally infuriating. As for the so-called royal dignity, he cared little about it.
Here was a harsh but undeniable truth: though Dai Yuner was his favorite daughter, she was still just a daughter. Her defeat had minimal impact on the royal family. Had it been Dai Yueyan who lost today, the consequences would have been far more severe.
As the protective barrier dissipated, Dai Yueyan swiftly leaped onto the stage and scooped up the unconscious Dai Yuner. Narrowing his eyes at Wu Siduo, he said coldly, "You've done well. I hope you'll be just as bold when you face me."
"Tch!" Wu Siduo scoffed dismissively. "A mere branch family—nothing impressive."
Dai Yueyan's expression hardened, a surge of power radiating from him, yet he restrained himself. Taking a deep breath, he replied calmly, "I hope your bones are as tough as your mouth."
Without waiting for a response, he leaped off the stage with Dai Yuner in his arms.
"What a pity for Her Highness. Every move she made seemed anticipated by her opponent, making it hard not to suspect the opponent came prepared," Fang'er concluded in her commentary.
"What do you think?" Dai Tianling asked the elderly man from Monster Academy beside him.
"Your Majesty, as the host just said, Her Highness was completely read by her opponent," the elder replied gravely. "This Wu Siduo's understanding of the Nether Cat Spirit is no weaker—perhaps even stronger—than Yuner's. That's why every move was predicted. The only variable was that she didn't know Yuner possessed a second Martial Soul, which is why she suffered the only setback in this match."
"Mm." Dai Tianling nodded. "From this perspective, Wu Siduo's overall strength is indeed superior to Yun'er's."
The elderly man agreed, "Indeed."
Dai Tianling sighed with emotion, "It seems my clansmen on the Douluo Continent have not declined but have instead upheld the glory of the White Tiger Clan. Hahaha, excellent, excellent. If this young lady is willing, I wouldn't mind bestowing upon her the title of princess."
After all, as a capable ruler, once his personal emotions subsided, Dai Tianling's first thought was to win Wu Siduo over. Such a genius, and one who shared the same lineage as their royal family—if she could truly be recruited to serve the royal family, it would make for a fine tale.
However, Dai Tianling's current words were more of a performance to showcase his magnanimity and appreciation for talent. Although Wu Siduo was a genius, she wasn't someone he would overly concern himself with—merely a talent that could be taken or left.
At this moment, Wu Siduo returned to her companions.
"Duoduo, congratulations on another victory!" everyone said to her with smiles.
Wu Siduo raised a cheerful face and responded, "Mm, everyone should keep up the good work too."
"Maomao, that was so satisfying!" Xu Xiaoyan hugged Wu Siduo's arm, laughing heartily. "Let's see if that Dai Yuner can still act so high and mighty now!"
"That Dai Yuner might be detestable, but her strength isn't weak," Wu Siduo said objectively. "Even though I won, some of her techniques left a deep impression on me, especially her eyes. Did any of you notice anything unusual while watching from below?"
"I didn't notice anything," Xu Xiaoyan shook her head blankly.
"I didn't pay attention either," Mo Hentian also shook his head, equally clueless.
"I noticed. It should be a Soul Skill, right?" Ye Xinglan said somewhat ambiguously. "It looked like a mental-type Soul Skill. Could it be a Soul Bone?"
"Unlikely," Gu Yue disagreed, offering another possibility. "I think it might be her Martial Soul. That Dai Yuner might also have Twin Martial Souls. During the fight, I noticed at least three mental-type Soul Skills: mental interference, mental detection, and mental shock. If they were Soul Bones, the numbers wouldn't add up."
"Twin Martial Souls?" The girls were surprised by Gu Yue's analysis.
"Could she have another mental-type Martial Soul? But we didn't see any changes in her Soul Rings," Xu Xiaoyan said, puzzled. "She's only a Soul Grandmaster—she shouldn't be able to use both Martial Souls simultaneously yet, right?"
"Normally, those with Twin Martial Souls can't use both at the Soul Grandmaster level," Jing Shaoyu reminded them. "But what if her other Martial Soul is a special type? For example, a Body Martial Soul!"
"Body Martial Soul?" Na'er repeated, her eyes still devoid of any spark.
"Ah! I know—it's the Spirit Eye!" Hearing Jing Shaoyu's reminder, Wu Siduo's eyes lit up, and she immediately exclaimed.
"Spirit Eye?!" The girls suddenly felt as if a veil had been lifted. Ye Xinglan said, "If it's the Spirit Eye Martial Soul, then it makes sense. Twin Martial Souls with a Body Martial Soul can indeed be used simultaneously."
"So, that Dai Yuner really has Twin Martial Souls?" Xu Xiaoyan said. "The Nether Spirit Cat Martial Soul and the Spirit Eye Martial Soul?"
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"Most likely," Wu Siduo reasoned. "The White Tiger Spirit has a chance to mutate into the Spirit Eye Martial Soul. Ten thousand years ago, Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye Martial Soul was a mutation from the White Tiger Spirit. The probability of such a mutation awakening is extremely low. For reference, his younger brother Dai Luoli's Three-Eyed White Tiger Spirit had a much higher awakening probability."
"So, the Spirit Eye Martial Soul actually awakened after a double mutation from the White Tiger Spirit? With a Three-Eyed White Tiger Spirit in between?" Na'er said.
"Yes, the ancestor of the Star Luo Imperial Family was indeed the Three-Eyed White Tiger Dai Luoli. It's perfectly reasonable for Dai Yuner to awaken the Spirit Eye Martial Soul," Jing Shaoyu explained. "I think one of the reasons Dai Yuner is so favored by the emperor is her Twin Martial Souls."
"No wonder she's so arrogant. Twin Martial Souls, huh? Tch, what's so great about that? We have three here!" Xu Xiaoyan curled her lips in disdain.
"It's different. Her Spirit Eye Martial Soul is a divine-grade Martial Soul!" Na'er teased with a hint of amusement.
"If the Spirit Eye Martial Soul is divine-grade, then Maomao's White Tiger Spirit and Nether Cat Spirit are also divine-grade, right? Little Mo's Sky-Hate Hammer is divine-grade too! Even Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass is divine-grade!" Xu Xiaoyan protested indignantly.
"Ahem, correction—I now have the Nine Nether Cat Spirit, thank you!" Wu Siduo said with a laugh.
"I'll correct that too. The divine-grade one is the Clear Sky Hammer. What does that have to do with my Sky-Hate Hammer?" Mo Hentian scoffed.
"Hahaha, divine-grade Martial Souls aren't calculated that way," Jing Shaoyu laughed heartily at the girls' debate. "Broadly speaking, any Martial Soul that has produced a deity can be considered divine-grade. But in reality, only two types of divine-grade Martial Souls have ever appeared on the Douluo Continent."
"Which two?" The girls looked at Jing Shaoyu curiously.
"One is the God-bestowed Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and the other is the God-bestowed Sea God Martial Soul!" Jing Shaoyu explained. "These two are true god-given Martial Souls, bestowed by the Angel God and the Sea God upon their followers.
Historically, there have been many Six-Winged Angel Martial Souls. The most powerful was likely the last Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, one of the protagonists in the War of Two Gods—Angel God Qian Renxue. She was the last possessor of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, with innate twenty-rank Soul Power.
As for the Sea God Martial Soul, only one seems to have appeared in history—Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi. Apart from her, there have been no other possessors of the Sea God Martial Soul.
Both of these divine-grade Martial Souls are now completely extinct."
"I think I've read about this in the academy's library!" Ye Xinglan exclaimed excitedly.