Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The manager first calmed both sides down, then immediately turned to Tang San and Cinderella with a formulaic apology on his face.

"I'm so sorry, esteemed guests. We are truly sorry, that room was indeed reserved by Young Master Dai on a long-term basis. It was an oversight on our part that we failed to inform you in time. Please choose another place."

Tang San ignored the manager and looked at Cinderella, asking in a low voice, "Sister, what do you think?"

Cinderella looked at the situation before her. Although she disliked Dai Mubai's domineering attitude and scrutinizing gaze, she thought it was better to avoid trouble.

She tugged at Tang San's sleeve and whispered, "Little San, let's go, we can find another one."

Hearing Cinderella's words, Tang San nodded. He also didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble; as long as his sister was safe, it didn't matter where they lived.

However, just as they turned to leave, Dai Mubai's mocking voice rang out again:

"Hey, don't rush off."

He put his arm around the twins, a frivolous smile playing on his lips, his gaze fixed intently on Cinderella.

"I can give up the room. But... little sister, you can stay. I can show you around Soto City. I guarantee it'll be much more interesting than following this brat."

His words were undisguisedly flirtatious.

Upon hearing this, Tang San, who was about to take a step, instantly froze in place.

He slowly turned around and looked at Dai Mubai.

If the earlier fight over the room only displeased him, then Dai Mubai's disrespectful words towards Cinderella completely crossed his bottom line.

Tang San's gaze instantly turned cold.

It was a chilling cold, like polar ice; beneath the calm surface lay turbulent undercurrents.

He looked at Dai Mubai, whose black eyes, which were usually gentle in front of Cinderella, were now only cold and devoid of warmth.

Dai Mubai naturally noticed the change in Tang San's eyes.

Looking at Tang San's face, which still retained a youthful innocence but appeared exceptionally calm due to his cold gaze, he not only did not restrain himself at all, but instead found it somewhat amusing.

In his opinion, the boy in front of him looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, so how high could his soul power level be?

At best, he's just a Great Soul Master. How could he possibly compare to the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, who has already reached the Soul Venerable level?

He released his grip on the twins, crossed his arms, and looked at Tang San with a leisurely air, his mocking smile becoming even more pronounced.

"What? Little brother, you think you can fight me?"

His tone was full of contempt, and he didn't take Tang San seriously at all.

His response was Tang San's unexpected action.

No nonsense, no warnings.

The moment Dai Mubai finished speaking, Tang San moved.

It was as if springs were installed under his feet, and his body surged forward like a ghost, so fast that only a faint afterimage remained.

He didn't use his martial spirit; he simply threw a punch straight at Dai Mubai's face.

The punch was fierce, accompanied by a piercing sound of air being torn apart.

This punch contained the internal power of his Xuan Tian Gong, unleashed with rage.

He would never allow anyone, in any way, to bully his sister Cinderella.

Even frivolous remarks are unacceptable!

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, clearly not expecting the other party to be so fast and decisive in their attack.

But he is, after all, one of the best of the younger generation in the Star Luo Empire, with rich combat experience.

Faced with Tang San's sudden punch, he remained calm despite his surprise, and let out a cold snort.

"court death!"

The next moment, a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from his body.

A strong white light instantly enveloped him, his blond hair suddenly flew up, and his body swelled up at the same moment, his powerful muscles almost bursting out of his clothes, and a clear king-shaped pattern appeared on his forehead.

Yellow, yellow, and purple spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, radiating a powerful aura.

Martial spirit possessed, evil-eyed white tiger.

He looked at Tang San, who had already rushed close, and a cruel glint flashed in his eyes. His huge tiger claws, covered in white fur and carrying a gust of evil wind, met Tang San's fist head-on without dodging or avoiding it.

He was going to use absolute power to make this arrogant brat understand what a difference there was!

The tiger's claws and fists collided violently in mid-air.

"Oh!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding rang out.

The scene that Dai Mubai had envisioned—the other party's bones breaking and tendons snapping—did not occur.

At the point where fists and claws collided, a powerful force no less than his suddenly rebounded, causing his thick, white-haired arm to go slightly numb, and his feet to involuntarily take half a step back.

The nonchalant mockery on his face froze instantly, replaced by an undisguised shock.

This guy...

Dai Mubai's sinister eyes were fixed on Tang San, who hadn't retreated an inch. This kid looked a few years younger than him and wasn't particularly burly. How could he possess such terrifying power?

In a head-on clash, how could he, a powerful offensive Soul Master, not gain the slightest advantage?

Not only was Dai Mubai shocked, but Tang San's heart was also stirred.

He knew all too well the meaning of his punch. The Xuan Tian Gong internal energy was pushed to its limit, combined with the arm strength far exceeding that of his peers honed through years of blacksmithing, and the hardness brought by the Xuan Yu Hand. The combination of these three factors was enough to crack even a stubborn rock.

However, when it landed on the opponent's beastly tiger claws, it was like hitting an iron wall wrapped in cotton wool; the force was completely neutralized by the opponent's powerful soul power and strong physique.

Chapter 241 Battle

As Dai Mubai felt the faint tingling sensation in his arm, the contempt on his face lessened, replaced by a look of surprise and excitement at discovering his prey.

He flicked his wrist, his sinister eyes scrutinizing Tang San once more, a cold, battle-ready smirk creeping onto his lips.

"Good lad, you've got some skills."

His voice was deep, carrying a condescending admiration, as if Tang San's ability to withstand a punch from him was something to be proud of.

"It seems you are qualified to be my opponent."

Tang San seemed not to have heard him at all.

As Dai Mubai spoke, his soul power surged around him.

The deep blue Blue Silver Grass seemed to come alive as it emerged from his palm, instantly becoming a martial soul possessing him.

One yellow and two purple spirit rings rose from his feet and slowly circled around his body.

Those two deep purple hues stood out starkly against the bright lights of the hotel lobby.

"this!"

The sneer and mockery on Dai Mubai's face froze instantly, and his sinister pupils contracted violently due to extreme shock.

This kid in front of me looks even younger than me, how come he has already reached the Soul Venerable level!

And the second spirit ring is even a thousand years old!

Just as Dai Mubai was in shock, Tang San made his move.

His footsteps became ethereal and unpredictable, his figure like a ghost, leaving a trail of faint afterimages—this was the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, Ghost Shadow Mystery.

Its speed far exceeded that of the previous impact relying solely on physical strength; almost in the blink of an eye, it had already closed to within a few feet of Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai was, after all, a prince carefully nurtured by the Star Luo Empire, and his fighting instincts were ingrained in his bones.

Despite being startled by Tang San's ghostly approach, he remained calm, and the first yellow spirit ring beneath his feet instantly lit up.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

A solid white light shield enveloped his entire body like an eggshell, instantly boosting his defensive capabilities.

At the same time, his white-furred tiger claws were crossed in front of his chest, his muscles bulging, ready to withstand Tang San's next attack.

However, Tang San's figure suddenly twisted as he approached him, like a boneless eel, gliding past the edge of the White Tiger Barrier and circling around to his side and rear.

It moved so fast that it left only a blur.

Dai Mubai was startled and quickly turned around, his tiger claws sweeping backward with a fierce wind, but he only caught air.

Just then, he felt a barely perceptible stinging pain in his ankle, as if he had been gently pricked by a tiny needle.

It is Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Although it was just a graze, the tip of the blue silver grass was exceptionally tough, actually piercing through his tough skin and fur after he transformed into a beast, leaving a tiny wound.

This minor injury was nothing to Dai Mubai. He didn't even flinch, and turned around to deliver another powerful straight punch to Tang San's face.

"Is all you can do is hide?"

Dai Mubai growled, trying to provoke the other party with words.

Tang San's eyes were icy cold. Facing Dai Mubai's fierce straight punch, he did not retreat but advanced. His left hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers forming a claw, and accurately gripped Dai Mubai's wrist.

Xuan Yu Hand.

Dai Mubai felt as if his wrist was being clamped by iron clamps, and a tremendous force came through, causing his forward momentum to suddenly stop.

He was shocked. How could this kid be so strong?

Before he could break free, Tang San's right fist slammed into his chest like a cannonball.

Dai Mubai had no way to avoid it and could only rely on the White Tiger Protective Barrier to withstand the attack.

"Oh!"

Another muffled sound.

Tang San's fist slammed solidly into the white light barrier.

The light shield fluctuated violently, its light flashing. Although it wasn't directly broken, the force transmitted still made Dai Mubai feel a tightness in his chest and his blood surge.

He took two steps back, trying to create some distance.

But Tang San followed him like a shadow, giving him no chance to catch his breath.