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When Dai Mubai saw the fiery core spinning continuously on Xiao Lin's chest, he was completely dumbfounded.
"An elemental Martial Soul Possession? Is that even possible?"
"Ora!"
Xiao Lin roared, throwing a flaming fist straight at Dai Mubai's face.
Hidden within the palm of Xiao Lin's fist, his toothpick-sized Horned Dragon Staff radiated a heavy, crushing pressure.
"Consecutive Normal Punches! Ora ora ora ora!"
What Dai Mubai didn't realize was that with Xiao Lin's current physical constitution, even without using any soul skills or soul power, he vastly surpassed ordinary Soul Masters.
Even a Defense System Soul Master of the same rank wouldn't necessarily compare to him. He possessed the powerful Vajra Imperishable soul power, the Vajra Indestructible Body, and a body teeming with boundless vitality...
At this moment, caught in the relentless barrage of Xiao Lin's Consecutive Normal Punches, Dai Mubai didn't have a single chance to fight back.
Flesh tore and bones rattled beneath the impact. Xiao Lin was holding nothing back.
Since this was just a standard, non-lethal arena match, Xiao Lin obviously couldn't kill him. However, Xiao Lin could certainly give Dai Mubai an experience he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Having grown up alongside Tang San since childhood, while Xiao Lin didn't understand the human body's meridians and acupoints as deeply as Tang San did, he had still memorized several crucial acupoints.
Right now, his Consecutive Normal Punches were perfectly serving that purpose. Igniting Ultimate Fire on his fists, Xiao Lin utilized precise martial techniques to drive traces of Ultimate Fire deep into Dai Mubai's body.
In the short term, Dai Mubai wouldn't notice anything unusual. Beneath the onslaught of Xiao Lin's normal punches, he would only feel that Xiao Lin's iron fists were incredibly heavy and powerful, inflicting severe internal injuries.
The fire attribute attacks were indeed formidable, leaving his body burning hot and breaking out in blisters, but that seemed to be it.
However, over time, even if the internal injuries caused by Xiao Lin's attack were healed by Oscar's sausages, Xiao Lin's Ultimate Fire would not be so easily purged.
If he failed to receive a flawless, absolute cure, whenever he tried to forcefully circulate his soul power in the future, he would feel a searing, agonizing roast throughout his entire body. It was a torment Dai Mubai would never be able to endure.
A pain that would last forever.
Furthermore, because of this persistent agony, he would never be able to exert his full strength again. Whenever he tried to attack an enemy, his own pain would prevent him from channeling his peak power.
Of course, Xiao Lin's attack wasn't completely absolute. In a world where the mystical power of soul rings existed, it was still possible for Dai Mubai to eventually find a way to be healed and recover.
Bang! Bang!
Xiao Lin's fists pummeled Dai Mubai's flesh mercilessly.
At times, for the sake of convenience, he even threw in elbow strikes.
There was no helping it; using fists slightly lowered his destructive output, but it made his combos infinitely smoother.
This was only because Xiao Lin wasn't using his Horned Dragon Staff. If Xiao Lin had drawn the Horned Dragon Staff, the Dai Mubai in front of him would already be reduced to a puddle of minced meat.
"Ahhhh!"
By now, under the brutal and frantic beating, Dai Mubai's face was swollen and bruised, and dark purple contusions covered every inch of his body. His long golden hair was charred black and singed by the flames, with more than half of it completely burned away by Xiao Lin.
In other areas, a good number of Dai Mubai's bones had snapped.
With even the slightest movement, he could feel a piercing, heart-wrenching pain.
The intense pain left Dai Mubai entirely unable to move on his own accord. Whatever posture Xiao Lin's blows forced him into, he had to accept. If a punch landed on his stomach, he had to hunch over to alleviate the pain.
But near the very end, Dai Mubai finally spotted a flaw in Xiao Lin's movements.
A crimson light flashed before his eyes.
In the next second, a thunderous roar erupted from his mouth.
"Roar!"
"You deserve to die! Fourth Soul Skill: White Tiger Slaughter Transformation!"
When a person is pushed to the brink of extreme fury, they will truly explode with absolute madness. Driven by boundless fury and a sudden surge of adrenaline, Dai Mubai temporarily forgot his agonizing pain.
He immediately activated yet another transformation skill.
A deep purple, nearly pitch-black soul ring flashed into existence.
Xiao Lin could clearly see the sudden transformation taking place within Dai Mubai. Streaks of blood-red soul power flooded into his body, dyeing the remaining patches of his white fur with a layer of crimson.
The White Tiger Slaughter Transformation was a transformation skill solely dedicated to slaughter.
Under its effects, Dai Mubai would lose most of his rationality, driven instead by raw combat instincts. As time passed, he would continuously absorb surrounding killing intent to endlessly reinforce himself.
The true strength of this soul skill relied on non-stop slaughter to fuel the transformation with killing intent. Xiao Lin shuddered to think what would happen if Dai Mubai ever went to the Slaughter City in the future—would he actually end up inheriting the position of the Asura God?
However, because of this specific soul skill, Xiao Lin finally confirmed why Zhu Zhuqing hadn't shown up alongside Dai Mubai. His previous Hell White Tiger Transformation, after all, still utilized the hell power required by the Hell White Tiger.
Even if the difficulty had increased, there would still have been a slight possibility of executing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. But now, seeing this fourth soul skill manifest, Xiao Lin understood everything in an instant.
How could someone who completely lost their mind perform a proper Martial Soul Fusion? Not to mention that overwhelming killing intent.
Xiao Lin sneered inwardly; the man had strayed entirely onto the wrong cultivation path.
The opening Dai Mubai had found to unleash his fourth soul skill wasn't actually a flaw on Xiao Lin's part. Rather, Xiao Lin simply felt he had given the man enough of a beating. If Dai Mubai didn't receive treatment soon, he would literally be beaten to death.
But now, with this sudden transformation, Dai Mubai's dense killing intent blasted Xiao Lin's flames away. Dai Mubai standing on the arena stage had fully transformed into a savage, bloodthirsty beast.
As the transformation concluded, the structural changes in Dai Mubai's body actually managed to heal a significant portion of his injuries. His speed, strength, and overall attributes were massively enhanced across the board.
Just the sheer pressure and dense killing intent radiating from Dai Mubai nearly blew Xiao Lin's wig right off. The gale-force winds whipped against Xiao Lin's clothes, making them flap loudly.
"You deserve to die!"
Exhaling a heavy breath, Dai Mubai violently erupted from his position, lunging straight at Xiao Lin. His speed was so immense that even Xiao Lin had trouble tracking him with his eyes.
This speed is easily on par with an Agility System Battle Soul Master!
Xiao Lin thought to himself, wondering if he should choose this type of transformation soul skill for his second Martial Soul in the future. Even at a critical juncture like this, Xiao Lin was still completely distracted.
Seeing this, the fury in Dai Mubai's mind completely hijacked his brain. He opened his jaws and unleashed another White Tiger Intense Light Wave. Backed by his powerful fourth soul skill, the blood-red soul power heavily infused the blast.
Even the color of the destructive light beam was dyed a deep crimson.
Yet in the next split second, Xiao Lin casually placed one hand on his hip, a look of sheer impatience written all over his face. With just a single hand, he swatted Dai Mubai's White Tiger Intense Light Wave right out of the air.
Boom!
The deflected light beam slammed into the arena's defensive barrier, erupting in a deafening explosion.
The last thing Dai Mubai caught sight of was a yellow hundred-year soul ring flashing briefly beneath Xiao Lin's feet before a brutal backhand strike from Xiao Lin sent him flying across the ring.
As darkness encroached upon his vision and consciousness began to slip away, Dai Mubai finally realized something. From the very beginning of the fight to the very end, he had been nothing more than a toy in this man's hands.
In his mind, Xiao Lin's invincible silhouette and utterly bored, impatient expression replayed on a loop. This overwhelming sense of powerlessness left a permanent psychological scar on Dai Mubai.
If he couldn't overcome this mental trauma, he would likely never muster the courage to face Xiao Lin in battle ever again.
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