Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 19 That year, with his hands in his pockets, he didn't know what an opponent was.
"The first spirit ring is a thousand years old? This, this must be a smokescreen!"

Wu Feng subconsciously rubbed his eyes, but the deep purple soul ring still quietly surrounded Dai Yuntian, its light flowing without any falsehood.

This illogical scene was hard for her to accept for a moment.

Even with the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's resources and possessing a top-tier Red Dragon Martial Soul, she couldn't guarantee that her second Soul Ring would last a thousand years, let alone her first Soul Ring.

"This is outrageous! Who has ever heard of a first spirit ring being a thousand years old?"

"Even Tang San, the Sea God ancestor of Shrek Academy, wasn't this exaggerated back then!"

The hall was immediately filled with discussion, but no one could explain this scene that defied common sense in the world of Soul Masters.

Wu Feng was about to step forward to question him when Ning Tian gently tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Xiao Feng, don't say anything now... My father and the Duchess are here."

A group of people were slowly walking towards the entrance.

Leading the group were Duchess Zhu Yun'er, Duke Zhu Feng of the Underworld, and Ning Yifeng, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, followed by an unnamed old man with a restrained aura.

Finally, there were Dai Yueheng, Dai Huabin, Ma Xiaotao, and others.

As soon as Ning Yifeng sat down, he noticed that the old man beside him was staring at Dai Yuntian, and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Feng, is there something wrong with that young man?"

He knew perfectly well that anyone who could attract Elder Feng's attention could not be an ordinary person.

"Sect Master, this boy... I can't see through him!"

When he said this, Old Feng was practically gritting his teeth, as if saying these words was a great humiliation for him.

And that is indeed the case. After all, he, a level 95 Super Douluo, couldn't even see through the soul power of a six-year-old boy!

If people say that, won't they laugh their heads off?
Upon hearing this, Ning Yifeng was greatly alarmed, but fortunately, his years of self-cultivation prevented any change in his expression.

He lowered his voice: "Old Feng, let's wait and see how things develop."

Feng Lao naturally understood this principle. After giving Dai Yuntian a deep look, he turned his head away.

In reality, his soul power perception had been keeping an eye on Dai Yuntian all along.

At this moment, Zhu Yun'er stood up, pulled Dai Yuntian to her side, and announced, "Everyone, today I have something to announce to you all."

The hall fell silent instantly, all eyes turning to this spot.

"My son, Dai Yuntian, was frail and sickly since childhood, but thanks to the blessings of heaven, he has now fully recovered! Moreover, his martial soul has awakened, and he possesses innate full soul power!"

She paused briefly, her gaze sweeping across the room, and said, word by word:

"Its martial spirit is—a mutated black tiger!"

"A mutated black tiger? With innate full soul power?!"

These words immediately dispelled all the rumors and speculations that had just been circulating.

After all, even the Duchess herself spoke up, so it's impossible that the Duchess would lie in front of everyone, right?

Don't they have any shame?

"My God! This person really is Dai Yuntian!"

"This change is too drastic, wow... I'm wondering if I could successfully befriend him now?"

"Don't even think about it. They have innate full soul power. Even if you want to go, they'll have to see you first."

Amid the murmurs, Wu Feng clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

She lowered her head deeply, her heart churning with resentment: "How is this possible... he actually possesses innate full soul power!"

This boy, whom she intended to prove to be "useless," actually possessed a talent that she could only dream of.

Reality struck her like a resounding slap across the face.

Zhu Yun'er calmly turned her gaze to Wu Feng, who was still unwilling to give up, and asked, "Miss Wu Feng, now that the facts have been clarified, do you still want to continue the verification challenge you proposed earlier?"

Wu Feng bit her lower lip tightly, feeling the gazes from all around, especially Ning Tian's slightly worried look, which made her face burn.

But her strong sense of self-respect and the pride that belonged to the Red Dragon Martial Soul made her unable to bow her head.

Wu Feng suddenly raised his head, gritting his teeth: "Of course we must continue! Duchess, I admit that Young Master Dai is not as sickly as rumored, but that doesn't mean he's that strong!" He looked at Dai Yuntian with a defiant gaze, carrying the natural sense of superiority that comes with a Dragon Martial Soul Master, and said: "My Martial Soul is a Red Dragon! It's a top-tier Beast Martial Soul! A dragon is always a dragon! A dragon will never retreat!"

"I refuse to believe that my dragon will be defeated by a tiger, even a mutated tiger!"

This resounding "dragon and tiger theory" elicited a low murmur of disapproval from the audience, all expressing their skepticism towards Wu Feng.

Although dragon-type martial souls are indeed very powerful, you should also consider the difference in their soul rings.

That's the number one soul ring in a thousand years!

Such a difference is greater than the difference between a person and a dog!
At this moment, Dai Yuntian felt his sleeve being gently tugged.

He lowered his head and met Zhu Lu's worried eyes.

"Brother Yuntian..."

Zhu Lu whispered, her little hands unconsciously gripping the hem of his clothes, "That Wu Feng looks very powerful, her martial soul is a red dragon... You, you must be careful."

She had no doubt that Dai Yuntian would lose; she was only genuinely concerned and nervous.

Dai Yuntian felt a warmth in his heart. He gently took her slightly cool hand in his own, gave her a reassuring smile, and whispered, "Don't worry, Lulu. Don't forget, my martial spirit isn't just an ordinary tiger."

He winked playfully: "Besides, she bullied my fiancée, so shouldn't I teach her a lesson?"

Zhu Lu's cheeks instantly flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly, but her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and her previous worries were also greatly relieved.

To outsiders, their interaction was quite a different story.

"Hmph, not ashamed at all in public."

A slightly sour voice rang out. The speaker was a red-haired youth standing in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's group. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Wu Feng's, indicating that they were closely related.

Dai Yuntian, of course, wouldn't tolerate him and immediately retorted, "I'm in my own home, what I do is none of your business. Do you only feel happy when I throw you out in public?"

As he spoke, he made a move to walk towards the red-haired boy.

When the boy saw Dai Yuntian approaching, he shrank back in fright and subconsciously took a half step back.

Dai Yuntian suddenly stopped, picked up a teapot from the corner of the table, and said sarcastically, "So timid. I was just taking a sip of water. Miss Wu Feng, I wonder if this person who looks somewhat like you is your brother or your younger brother?"

"I remember you just said that dragons can't do this or that? Do all of you Wu family members like to say one thing and mean another?"

Wu Fengqi's face turned bright red, and she glared at him fiercely: "Wu Xi, if you dare to disgrace our Wu family again, I'll throw you out!"

Wu Xi blushed and became flustered, hurriedly explaining, "Feng Mei, I... I was only thinking about the reputation of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! Isn't that right, Xiao Tian?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Tian with a fawning and ingratiating expression.

He had been pursuing Ning Tian for a long time and believed that Ning Tian would definitely speak up for him.

To everyone's surprise, Ning Tian didn't even glance at him.

This made Wu Xi feel a little sad. She touched her chest and comforted herself, "Xiao Tian must not have heard. Yes, that must be it... As long as I try harder."

At this moment, Ning Tian turned to look at Dai Yuntian and said softly, "Since Young Master Yuntian is so confident, do you dare to accept the duel between the two of you?"

"Oh? Tell me about it." Dai Yuntian frowned.

Ning Tian calmly said, "You are already a first-ring Soul Master, while Xiao Feng is only an eighth-level Soul Warrior. Even if you win, it would be an unfair victory. How about we join forces to fight you alone?"

Although Ning Tian did not obtain a spirit ring, he had undergone some training since childhood, and his physical condition was still stronger than that of some commoner spirit masters.

It's better for two people to work together than for Wu Feng to win alone.

Moreover, even if it's embarrassing, it's better for two people to go up together than for Wu Feng to lose face alone.

Upon hearing this, Dai Yuntian casually put his hands in his pockets, his posture relaxed and carefree, a faint yet incredibly confident smile playing on his lips:

"Whatever. To me, it doesn't matter whether you come at me alone or in pairs. It's just a matter of holding out for one more second before you lose."

He paused, then, to everyone's astonishment, made an even more shocking decision:
"Furthermore, to show 'respect' for the two ladies... I've decided not to use my Martial Soul in this competition!"

(End of this chapter)