Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 41: Ye Nantian Stops the Fight

The battle was decided in a single exchange. In the blink of an eye, the Fatty lay on the ground, beaten by Dai Yao.

The crowd was in absolute shock.

"Monster! Is he really a Rank One Soul Master?" someone exclaimed, staring in disbelief at the figure in the arena.

"It seems everyone was wrong. How could someone like him be a coward?!" another person started to doubt the bad reputation that had surrounded Dai Yao for the past three years.

"Has the other side lost their combat ability? Isn't it too much for him to continue attacking?" someone else remarked, feeling Dai Yao's actions were cruel.

Upon seeing Dai Yao's victory, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't contain the joy in her heart. The pain throughout her body seemed to vanish.

The three years of suppression were not only endured by Dai Yao but also by herself.

Though Dai Yao's methods were bloody and cruel, they were against the enemy. For her, they were a show of thunderous strategy.

Now that the hard times were over, she wished to share the joy with Dai Yao. But due to her own injuries, she could only sit still, feeling proud of him.

Zhu Zhuyue, on the other hand, looked astonished. She never expected that Dai Yao would overcome the soul ring gap and defeat the Grand Soul Master.

After all, having an additional soul ring is more than just an extra soul skill; it brings an overall improvement.

Yet Dai Yao had crushed the Fatty with ease.

Dai Yaming's face darkened instantly. Not only had Dai Yao defeated the Fatty, but he had also left him gravely injured—an insult to his authority.

The Fatty had been one of the stronger members of his subordinates. Though there were others stronger, they were nobles and would not fully obey him.

But the Fatty, no matter what task he was given, would complete it meticulously.

Now, with the Fatty lying in a near-death state on the stage, Dai Yaming had lost not only his most valuable subordinate but also his dignity.

He walked up to the stage, slowly pulling the Fatty's head out of the pit. He placed a finger near his nostrils and felt a faint breath.

The Fatty's face was beyond recognition, but he struggled to open his disfigured eyes and whispered in a broken voice, "Sorry..."

His words were intermittent, the trauma to his mouth preventing him from speaking clearly, but the guilt in his tone was evident.

He had failed to live up to Dai Yaming's trust—he had been ordered to teach Dai Yao a lesson, but instead, he had been taught one himself.

Dai Yaming's expression grew complex. Although the Fatty had lost and been beaten to such a state, the Fatty had worked hard for him and contributed greatly.

"Good! Good! Good!" Dai Yaming uttered each word slowly, his blood rising with anger. His voice carried immense rage.

"You really kept your word, collecting interest. But today, you won't leave here alive."

Dai Yaming said coldly.

The Fatty's defeat made Dai Yaming realize that Dai Yao was a tremendous threat.

Defeating a Grand Soul Master by surpassing a rank was enough to demonstrate Dai Yao's talent.

Moreover, Dai Yao had already reached Level 20 and could obtain a soul ring. At that point, facing a Dai Yao who had become a Grand Soul Master, even Dai Yaming would find it troublesome.

And now, he had forged an unbreakable enmity with Dai Yao.

A small sense of regret began to creep into Dai Yaming's heart. Dai Yao was six years younger than him, already approaching the level of a Grand Soul Master. His future achievements were limitless.

But at this point, he had no choice. He had to eliminate Dai Yao while he was still weak, even if it meant violating the rules of his clan.

Otherwise, once Dai Yao became stronger, it would be his own death.

A cold glint flashed in Dai Yaming's eyes as his hand turned into a tiger claw after his martial soul was unleashed. He slashed through the air, its sharpness like a blade.

Dai Yaming's actions drew gasps from the onlookers.

Two Grand Soul Masters were relentlessly challenging a Rank One Soul Master—it was utterly disgraceful.

Not only was it a case of bullying the weak, but they were attacking when the other party had just finished a fight and was resting.

Such despicable behavior was condemned by countless people.

But Dai Yaming no longer cared. Dai Yao's potential made him fear the young man.

Dai Yao, sensing the overwhelming pressure, immediately took a battle stance, not daring to blink.

Dai Yaming's pressure was immense.

Dai Yaming was no ordinary Grand Soul Master. After three years, he had risen from Level 25 to Level 29, reaching the pinnacle of a Grand Soul Master.

Moreover, he had a soul bone.

Soul bones not only granted him a new skill but also improved his body in all aspects.

The pressure Dai Yaming exerted was far beyond what the Fatty could have.

A bead of cold sweat ran down Dai Yao's face, and his heart sank. Without a second soul ring and only the Eight Extremes Collapse technique, his chances of winning were slim.

Zhu Zhuyue looked on in joy, relieved that Dai Yaming would deal with Dai Yao. Even she felt a fear for such a potentially powerful enemy. Now, she regretted her past recklessness, which had offended Dai Yao.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, was desperate to help Dai Yao. But due to her severe injuries, she could not get up after collapsing to the ground.

A deep, booming voice suddenly sounded from outside the arena.

"You've gone too far, Second Prince."

The crowd turned to look. A tall young man appeared outside the arena.

Many commoner Soul Masters showed smiles of relief because this was Ye Nantian, the third most powerful person in the academy that they dared not provoke.

In the admiring gazes of many Soul Masters, Ye Nantian walked onto the arena and stood in front of Dai Yao.

It turned out that when Zhu Zhuqing was in danger, the news quickly reached Dai Yao. After leaving, Feng Wutong sensed something was wrong and didn't go to the arena but immediately sought Ye Nantian's help.

After learning the full story, Ye Nantian was more than happy to assist. In fact, he had already arrived at the arena during the battle, though he hadn't intervened at the time.

Ye Nantian could see clearly the critical moment when Dai Yao had seized the victory. That instant was made possible by Dai Yao's dark energy technique.

The Dark Energy needed to compress soul power—only someone with great fortune and willpower could master it.

"Good kid, you really did it." Ye Nantian silently marveled.

Seeing the approaching group, many noble Soul Masters gathered around Dai Yaming, creating a standoff with Ye Nantian and his group.

Dai Yaming felt this was a tricky situation and said sharply, "This is royal business, it's not for you to interfere!"

Ye Nantian only cracked his neck and responded arrogantly, "I am a commoner, but I am also a Soul Master. I cannot stand by and watch a Grand Soul Master bully a Rank One Soul Master!"

At this moment, Dai Yaming had already thrown all caution to the wind. He no longer cared about his reputation. He had to eliminate Dai Yao today, or he would never have peace: "Ye Nantian, I respect you, but don't think you're a big deal. You're a mere commoner—this arena is not for you to make decisions!"

These words not only angered Ye Nantian but also infuriated the commoner Soul Masters.

For years, commoner Soul Masters had been bullied by the noble ones, and only by banding together could they resist. Now, the Second Prince had insulted their status so recklessly. They couldn't tolerate it any longer.

Several commoner Soul Masters stepped forward, staring coldly at the noble side.

The atmosphere became tense, the air nearly solidifying.

After a moment of rage, Ye Nantian quickly regained his composure. When commoners quarreled with nobles, it was always the commoners who suffered.

As the leader of the commoner Soul Masters, he had a responsibility. Picking a fight with Dai Yaming over Dai Yao wasn't wise.

(End of Chapter)

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