Douluo: Sign in from the Holy Soul Village

Chapter 32 Playboy Dai Mubai

Judging from the fluctuations in soul power, the two girls were ordinary people, while the man was a soul master.

"Are you new here?"

"Don't you know there's a room here that's just for me?"

the man asked the waiter.

"you are?"

The waiter was stunned.

"Call your manager out!"

The double-eyed man said impatiently.

The waiter hurriedly went to call the manager, not daring to stay here any longer.

"This is the first time I've heard that you can have a dedicated room when staying in a hotel."

Ye Feng sneered.

"so what?"

The man didn't bother to look at Ye Feng and Xiao Wu and replied coldly.

"It's not that great. I just told you to get out."

Xiao Wu couldn't bear her bad temper and jumped out to glare at the man.

"Very good, no one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time,"

"You also have soul power fluctuations in your body. You should all be soul masters, right?"

"Then you all go up together. Whoever loses gets out of here."

The man finally turned around and declared war unceremoniously.

After listening to his words, the twin girls beside him were not worried. They just smiled foolishly, let go of the man's hand and stepped back.

"Good things are easy to say, good things are easy to say,"

"You guys, please don't do anything."

At this moment, the previous waiter came out with a middle-aged man.

He obviously heard these conversations.

"Manager Wang, you are getting better and better at doing business now."

The man with two eyes said calmly.

"Master Dai, please don't say that, it's because your subordinates are ignorant,"

"This kid just went to work yesterday and doesn't know the rules yet,"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dai, I will arrange a room for you right now."

Manager Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, two guests,"

"That room has been reserved by Dai, so you two should go to another place."

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Feng and Xiao Wu again and apologized.

But who is Xiao Wu?

How could the little witch be so angry?

"We won't let it go. Dog eyes look down on people."

"Don't think that we are easy to bully when we are young."

Xiao Wu said coldly.

"Ha ha,"

"Even if you want to leave, it's not that easy. It's too good to just leave after scolding me."

It doesn't show any weakness when wearing it.

"Put it on, you..."

Manager Wang became even more anxious.

These are all soul masters. If they fight here, the venue will be completely destroyed.

"Stop talking nonsense,"

"All losses are mine."

Mr. Dai continued.

He looked like he was sure of winning, and didn't take these two little guys seriously at all.

"you!"

Xiao Wu immediately rushed forward to summon the martial spirit.

"Let me come."

Ye Feng held Xiao Wu's shoulders, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"No, I will beat him to death myself,"

"Beat him until he doesn't even know what kind of idiot he is."

Xiao Wu said bitterly.

"He is a level 30 soul master. Even if you use jutsu skills, your winning rate is at most 30%. If you want to beat him, I will give you a chance."

"Leave it to me, this is a matter between men."

Ye Feng said lightly.

If Xiao Wu could just punch this guy down with two punches, of course he wouldn't take action.

And Xiao Wu’s soft skills are not to be used casually...

He only allowed Xiao Wu to use those moves when sparring with him, and not the best ones for others.

"it is good,"

"Brother, be careful."

Xiao Wu's face softened slightly and she gradually calmed down.

Anyway, she remembered what happened today. If she can't beat him now, she will beat this shameless bastard to death when she breaks through later.

"What's there to argue about?"

"Can you all come together?"

Mr. Dai said contemptuously.

"Ha ha."

Ye Feng just responded with a sneer.

The man's right fist suddenly flew out, and his body rushed forward.

Ye Feng naturally would not flinch. Relying on his twenty-ninth level soul power and the soul bone of his right arm, he also charged forward with the soul power in one punch.

There was a muffled sound, and the two of them stepped back four or five steps. Ye Feng seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Mr. Dai looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person who was two or three years younger than him could borrow it.

His right hand was so painful that it felt like it was about to split, and the guy's fist was as strong as copper poured into iron.

"Okay, you are qualified to be my opponent."

Dai Shao's expression became a little serious.

"If you can force me to use martial arts to compete seriously, I will lose this competition because I am older than you,"

"No matter who wins or loses, I will give this room to you today."

The man continued.

He seemed to be happy to see Hunter, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Pooh!"

"Who's surprised about your charity? Wait and see how my brother beats you to death."

Xiao Wu said angrily.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Spirit White Tiger, thirty-seventh level Battle Spirit Lord, please give me your advice."

A pale light burst out, and Dai Mubai's bones crackled, his muscles suddenly swelled, and his clothes seemed to be stretched to the point of exploding.

Her long blond hair turned into black and white, and the word "王" appeared on her forehead.

The hands were more than twice as big as before, covered with white hair, and ten sharp claws protruded from the fingers, glowing with an icy cold light.

Three soul rings rose up one after another, two yellow and one purple, and their momentum reached its peak.

A young man of about fifteen years old has actually reached level 30 soul power. He is indeed a rare genius.

"Do you think you have won?"

"Then you are naive."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and summoned his own martial soul and soul ring.

The shadow turned into a deep darkness, and two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, were beating on the body, exuding a violent aura of soul power.

"Ye Feng, Wuhun Shadow, a twenty-ninth level great soul master."

The boy said lightly.

Despite the eight-level difference in soul power, he didn't think Dai Mubai was that powerful.

In the dark realm, you can teleport, the spiritual attack of the hundred thousand year soul bone increases, the shadow materializes, and the weird and unpredictable number one soul skill, soul intimidation.

If it was a sneak attack, he could even kill Dai Mubai instantly.

Fighting head-on is just a waste of time.

"Can a shadow also be a martial spirit?"

Dai Mubai frowned, seeming a little curious.

Moreover, this guy's second soul ring is a purple thousand-year soul ring, which really doesn't look simple.

"Why can't a shadow be a martial spirit?"

Ye Feng asked back.

"I hope your strength is enough to match your arrogance."

Dai Mubai moved.

A huge body full of explosive muscles. After activating the martial spirit, his speed and strength increased exponentially.

The ten claws almost cut through the air and clawed hard at Ye Feng.

"A mere mortal dares to set foot in the emperor's domain?"

Ye Feng laughed.

With the rapid consumption of soul power, the dark realm spread throughout the hall almost instantly, and everyone seemed to be trapped in a dark swamp.

The second soul skill, Dark Emperor, was activated at the same time, and Ye Feng's figure disappeared in a flash.

The dark shadow underground condensed into a sharp long sword, which was held casually in the hand of the young man with an expressionless face.