Chapter 130 Dai Yueheng Is Confused. Ma Xiaotao: It's Inconvenient to Beat Up Your Brother, but Beating You Up Is Fine, Right?
Inside the inner courtyard, in the Soul Arena.
Dai Yueheng withdrew his fist, his chest still heaving.
He had been training in the Soul Arena for nearly forty minutes.
The stone target in front of him was covered with claw marks of varying depths. The deepest crack stretched from top to bottom, while broken stones littered the ground.
Yet the more he trained, the more irritated he became.
The news had spread throughout the academy early that morning.
The entire inner courtyard was discussing the outer courtyard promotion exam.
At first, Dai Yueheng paid it no attention.
What did the affairs of the outer courtyard have to do with him?
He was busy preparing for next month's inner courtyard assessment and had no time to care.
It wasn't until he went to the cafeteria for breakfast that he overheard several inner courtyard students chatting at the next table.
"You know Dai Huabin from the outer courtyard, right? The son of the White Tiger Duke. He's level 45 already, and his fourth spirit ring is a ten-thousand-year one."
"Level 45? Isn't he only a second-year student?"
"Yeah! The promotion exam results are out. He scored two hundred points—the highest in the history of the outer courtyard. He defeated a Ten-Thousand-Year Iron-Spine Rhinoceros with a single move."
The steamed bun in Dai Yueheng's hand was crushed out of shape.
Without saying a word, he put it down, stood up, and left the cafeteria.
On the way back to his dormitory, he encountered two more groups discussing the same matter.
Every time he heard the name Dai Huabin, his temples throbbed.
Level 45.
Fourth ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
Ultimate Ice.
Spirit evolution.
Dai Yueheng stood in silence for a long time before changing into his training clothes and heading straight for the Soul Arena.
He himself was only a level 63 Soul Emperor.
That was already an outstanding achievement among the younger generation of the inner courtyard. He was also one of this generation's Shrek Seven Devils.
As a direct descendant of the White Tiger Duke's family, he possessed the White Tiger Spirit with the classic two yellow, two purple, and two black spirit ring configuration.
He was a true genius.
But Dai Huabin was only twelve years old.
When Dai Huabin enrolled last year, Dai Yueheng hadn't regarded his younger brother as a threat.
In his opinion, the competition for the title of White Tiger Duke wasn't even a competition.
He was several years older, with a much higher cultivation level. After entering Shrek Academy's inner courtyard, their starting points were completely different.
Yet in just one year...
Dai Huabin had reached level 45.
While he himself was level 63.
The gap between them was only eighteen levels.
Dai Yueheng no longer dared to continue thinking about it.
He threw another punch into the target post.
Part of the stone surface caved in.
It wasn't merely about soul power.
Dai Huabin's Spirit had evolved.
A White Tiger Spirit possessing the Ultimate Ice attribute had never appeared in the entire history of the White Tiger Duke's lineage.
Dai Yueheng knew better than anyone what an Ultimate attribute represented—
Invincibility among peers.
The ability to crush opponents of the same generation.
No matter how powerful his own White Tiger Spirit was, it still had its limits.
Furthermore...
Dai Huabin also had Zhu Lu.
How terrifying would their Spirit Fusion Skill become?
It seemed...
He was going to lose the family succession battle.
Dai Yueheng threw another punch.
The target pillar snapped in the middle. Its upper half crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The Soul Arena was empty.
Most inner courtyard students were either attending classes or training elsewhere.
Dai Yueheng had deliberately chosen this quiet time because he didn't want anyone to witness his current state.
Taking several deep breaths, he walked over to the weapon rack, picked up a towel, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The Evil-Eyed White Tiger's soul power surged within him.
His emotions caused fluctuations in his soul power, and his meridians felt faintly hot.
"Calm down."
Dai Yueheng muttered to himself.
He wasn't someone who lost control easily.
After spending several years in the inner courtyard, he had participated in countless ranking battles and had fought evil soul masters more than once.
But today's pressure was different.
Those had been external enemies.
All he had needed to do was defeat them.
The pressure Dai Huabin brought came from their shared bloodline.
They had the same father.
The same White Tiger bloodline.
His younger brother becoming stronger than him was itself a denial of his own worth.
Dai Yueheng tossed the towel back onto the rack and turned toward another target.
He needed to vent.
Just then, footsteps echoed from the entrance to the Soul Arena.
Looking up, he saw a red-haired woman walking in.
Ma Xiaotao.
Her brilliant crimson hair was tied into a high ponytail with a black ribbon.
She wore a dark red outfit that perfectly highlighted her tall, voluptuous figure.
Her complexion was much better than it had been a few days ago, but her lips were tightly pressed together. It was obvious she wasn't in a good mood.
The two had interacted many times within the inner courtyard.
Ma Xiaotao was a level 67 Soul Emperor, four levels above him, possessing the Evil Fire Phoenix Spirit.
Her strength ranked among the very best of the younger generation in the inner courtyard, and she was also a candidate for this year's Shrek Seven Devils. However, because of the Evil Fire, there was always the possibility that she wouldn't participate.
"Dai Yueheng."
Ma Xiaotao called his name from more than ten meters away.
Dai Yueheng frowned.
"What are you doing here?"
"Want to spar?"
"What?"
"I said let's spar."
Ma Xiaotao stretched her body, rotating her wrists and neck as her joints cracked loudly.
"Aren't you just venting your anger by beating up those targets? They can't even fight back. What's the point?"
Dai Yueheng stared at her for two seconds.
They had sparred several times before.
He had lost more often than he had won.
With a four-level cultivation difference and the attribute suppression of the Evil Fire Phoenix, his White Tiger Spirit truly suffered in direct confrontations.
But today...
He needed a worthy opponent.
"Fine."
Dai Yueheng tossed the towel aside.
Ma Xiaotao crooked her finger toward him and smiled.
The two separated, standing at opposite ends of the arena.
Dai Yueheng was the first to release his Spirit.
"White Tiger, possess me!"
Six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—rose beneath his feet.
Golden fur spread across his body.
His muscles expanded rapidly.
The King character on his forehead appeared, while his evil eyes shone with dark golden light.
After the White Tiger possessed him, his body grew noticeably larger.
His arms thickened, and silver claws extended from his fingers.
Ma Xiaotao stood opposite him, calmly observing his transformation before nodding slightly.
"Not bad."
"You've become a little stronger than last month."
Then she slowly raised her hand.
"Evil Fire Phoenix, possess me."
Six spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—also rose beneath her feet.
The difference was that Ma Xiaotao's spirit rings glowed with a much darker crimson hue, each one flickering with dancing flames.
Brilliant crimson wings of fire spread from her back.
A scorching heat instantly swept across half the arena.
Sparks danced around the edges of her clothes.
Her long hair fluttered wildly in the heat, while a thin layer of flames enveloped her entire body.
The full aura of a level 67 Soul Emperor erupted, raising the temperature inside the Soul Arena by more than ten degrees within seconds.
Without another word—
Dai Yueheng charged.
"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
His body swelled once again.
His muscles hardened.
His strength and defense doubled instantly.
Lowering his center of gravity, he burst forward with the explosive speed unique to the White Tiger Spirit.
His right claw, wrapped in dark golden soul power, slashed straight toward Ma Xiaotao's face.
Ma Xiaotao's first spirit ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"
Before Dai Yueheng's tiger claw could even touch her—
A blazing pillar of fire shot straight from her mouth.
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