Douluo: My martial spirit is Godzilla

Chapter 39: Defeating ten societies with one force
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Manager Wang was in tears and could only beg bitterly.

"Two great soul masters, please show some mercy. Our small business cannot afford to be destroyed like this again."

Yu Xiaowei chuckled and pointed at Dai Mubai.

"He'll pay!"

Dai Mubai said nothing, but stared at Yu Xiaowei fiercely.

The girl who was crying on the steps just now gave him an unusually familiar feeling, as if she had always been his.

Therefore, when he saw Yu Xiaowei sitting next to the girl, he inexplicably felt like he was being cuckolded.

Violence gradually replaced rationality, and he now only wanted to tear the unknown boy in front of him into pieces.

Feeling the fierceness from Dai Mubai, Tang San protected Xiao Wu and stepped back, frowning.

"This Dai Mubai is really going to get serious. Who is that young man? Do they have a grudge against each other?"

Xiao Wu glanced at Zhu Zhuqing who was swaying on the steps, then glanced at the twins who had already hidden far away, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Humph, all men are bad, it would be better if one of them were beaten to death!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Tang San scratched her nose, took Xiao Wu's hand, and hurriedly retreated behind the hotel counter.

At this time, Dai Mubai was full of arrogance and asked with a ferocious look on his face.

"What's your relationship with her?"

"Well, let me think about how to describe it!"

Yu Xiaowei hugged his shoulders and pretended to think for a while, then said jokingly.

"She owed me money and just paid it back today. Yes, that's the relationship."

Pay back the money you owe? Pay it back at the hotel? How else can you pay it back?
"Ahhhh——!"

Dai Mubai was furious, veins popped out on his forehead, and the White Tiger Martial Spirit instantly possessed his body. The surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure that filled the entire first floor. He stretched out his tiger paw and roared at Yu Xiaowei.

"Show your martial spirit!!!"

"I'm going to beat you to death today!!!"

Tang San, who had already hidden far away, felt the aura of Dai Mubai, and his pupils suddenly constricted. Xiao Wu no longer had the momentum she had just had when arguing with Dai Mubai, and hid behind Tang San with a pale face.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing on the stairs, looked down with a worried look on her face, but it was unclear who she was worried about.

"cut."

Ignoring Dai Mubai's violent aura, Yu Xiaowei said disdainfully, "Do I need to show my martial spirit to beat up a weakling like you?"

After beating the Soul Sect so many times, he really had no interest in Dai Mubai, a little Soul Master.

Feeling insulted, Dai Mubai shouted loudly and used the White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Body Barrier in succession, transforming into a black and white lightning and rushing towards Yu Xiaowei.

However, it was beyond everyone's expectation.

There are no earth-shattering battle scenes, nor any dazzling moves and techniques.

Yu Xiaowei caught Dai Mubai's fist casually, and with a little force, he pushed him to his knees in front of him.

With a faint smile on his lips, Yu Xiaowei looked at Tang San unintentionally and said with a smile.

"Remember that, little kitty."

"In the face of absolute power, all skills are nothing but fancy moves."

"Another point is that not everyone in this world is someone you can afford to offend."

At the end, he suddenly exerted force, swung Dai Mubai up, and slammed him to the ground.

boom--

boom--

boom--

After three consecutive heavy blows, a big hole was smashed out on the floor of the hotel. Dai Mubai felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth and nose.

If he was not a Soul Master of the Strong Attack Type, if he was replaced by another Soul Master with a weaker physique, he would probably have been thrown to death by these few blows.

The look he gave Yu Xiaowei was no longer violent as before, but full of fear. Soul Master? Or Soul Sect?
Where did this monster come from? It doesn’t look very old, but it is so terrifying.

He had tried his best, but in the end he couldn't even force out the monster's martial spirit.

Tang San held Xiao Wu tightly with horror in his eyes. Yu Xiaowei's amazing fighting power brought him a huge psychological shock.

His Purple Demon Pupil had long been trained to the highest level, so as soon as Yu Xiaowei made a move, he could tell that the boy was definitely no more than 15 years old, and might not even be 13 years old.

Originally, he was still proud of his level 12 soul power at the age of 29.

But after seeing Yu Xiaowei, he felt that he had really been training like a dog all these years.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai, who was beaten to death, and a trace of heartache appeared in her eyes.

"Remember to ask him to pay you back."

Yu Xiaowei pointed at Dai Mubai lying on the ground and spoke to Manager Wang in a serious tone.

Dai Mubai, who was already knocked unconscious by the fall, rolled his eyes and fainted when he heard this.

This storm ended with Yu Xiaowei's departure.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai lying on the ground, then glanced at Yu Xiaowei's back.

After hesitating for a moment, she pursed her lips and stamped her feet lightly, then quickly ran downstairs, helped Dai Mubai up with difficulty, carried him on her thin body, and ran straight to the clinic in the city.

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at Zhu Zhuqing's actions in confusion. They were now a little confused about the relationship between these three people.

The children from the countryside had never seen such a scene before and could only sigh.

The city will play.
However, the two of them did not dare to stay in the Rose Hotel any longer and left in a hurry.

Manager Wang and the front desk clerk were the only ones left in the hotel. Looking at the mess on the first floor, they felt like crying but had no tears.

They could only clean up while hypnotizing themselves repeatedly.

"Soul masters are all noble beings. The few people just now are at least great soul masters. They might be descendants of some big family. They are not the ones who offended the earth."

In the evening, a strong middle-aged man in his fifties came to the front desk of the Rose Hotel.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

Before he finished speaking, the sturdy middle-aged man punched the counter. Without any strength being seen, the wooden counter turned into powder.

I just heard him speak in a muffled voice.

"One of my students was severely beaten here today. Who did it? Find him for me."

Another soul master, and much more powerful than the two in the morning.

The waiter shrank into a ball with fear, saying with tears in his eyes.

"That guest left in the morning and never came back. We don't know where he went."

"Master Soul Master, please be magnanimous and spare our small shop."

"We can't afford to be smashed like this."

The middle-aged man snorted in dissatisfaction and shouted.

"His name? Find it for me."

"Humph, you dare to beat my Zhao Wuji's student like this, I want to see who you are."

After a while, the waiter came tremblingly with a notebook in his hand, pointing at a name on it and said.

"Master Soul Master, that guest is called Yu Xiaowei."

"Jade Xiaowei"

Zhao Wuji repeated the name over and over again, as if he wanted to remember these three words firmly in his heart.

As for where Yu Xiaowei is now?

After beating Dai Mubai like that, one of those old bastards from Shrek who only help their relatives and not their friends will definitely come out to take revenge.

If he still dares to stay in the Rose Hotel at this time, he must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

(End of this chapter)