Chapter 55: Conquering the Po Yi Clan (Part 1)
"What the First Prince said makes some sense. Looking across the entire continent, aside from Spirit Hall, your Star Luo Empire is the strongest. But Your Highness should also know that Spirit Hall is the most powerful force on the Douluo Continent!"
After a pause, Yang Wudi continued, "From what I know, Spirit Hall has over a dozen Titled Douluo. Even back in the day, with the Clear Sky Sect and us four single-attribute clans combined, we still weren't a match for them.
What's more, Spirit Hall's Chief Priest Qian Daoliu was on equal footing with the old patriarch of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen. They were known as the two peaks of the Spirit Master world!
Not only that, but Spirit Hall has many Super Douluo as well. Why does your Star Luo Empire dare to challenge such a terrifying force? First Prince, what makes you think you can win this war?"
"…"
Dai Weis thought for a moment. Then, with unwavering eyes, he answered in a firm and unquestionable tone:
> "It's simple. The Star Luo Empire is my home—and only by winning can I protect my family.
> Though I'm only a Soul King now, one day, I will stand at the very peak of the Douluo Continent!"
Yang Wudi frowned. "It's good for young people to be ambitious, but Your Highness's words… are far too naive."
"Haha, without ambition, can one even be called young?" Dai Weis laughed, and a fanatical fighting spirit surged in his eyes.
> "Since Senior Yang thinks I'm ignorant, how about this—let's spar. If I win, you will lead the Po Yi Clan to join the Star Luo Empire. How about it?"
Yang Wudi nodded, then countered, "No problem. But if you lose?"
Dai Weis held up the Fragrant Immortal Product (Youxiang Qiluo) in his hand with a smile.
> "If I lose, I'll leave immediately—and this Fragrant Immortal Product will be yours, Senior!"
"Very well! Since the First Prince is so bold, I will spar with you. Come!"
Boom!
Yang Wudi leapt into the air and shot out of the room! With his soul power now at level 77, his strength and speed far surpassed before. All Dai Weis saw was a black blur—and the next moment, Yang Wudi was already standing in the Po Yi Clan's central square.
> "Senior is truly powerful!"
Dai Weis smiled, focused his soul power at his feet, and shot out the door with a flash, keeping pace with Yang Wudi.
> "My friend, be careful!" Dugu Bo called out, concerned.
> "The Po Yi Clan's martial spirit is extremely fierce—among the most offensive in the continent. Yang Wudi's name has long resounded across the land. Even Soul Douluo-level experts don't take him lightly."
"Don't worry, Senior Dugu. I know what I'm doing."
The next moment, Dai Weis landed before Yang Wudi, gazing across the spacious square.
It was roughly the size of a full basketball court—ample room to fight without reservation.
Yang Wudi smiled and said:
> "The First Prince has done me a great favor, so I won't bully you. During this match, I'll only use fifty percent of my strength and won't activate my Martial Spirit Avatar.
> The match will last one stick of incense. If you're still standing in this square at the end, you win. What do you say? Any objections?"
"Haha, of course not! I'm confident in my strength." Dai Weis smiled. Even if Yang Wudi used his Martial Spirit Avatar, he wouldn't panic.
With two external spirit bones and the White Tiger Domain, Dai Weis could fight at a level rivaling Soul Saints. He wasn't afraid of Yang Wudi at full power, much less at half.
"Good! Since there's no objection—let's begin!" Yang Wudi pulled out a long stick of incense, infused it with soul power, and hurled it toward a distant wall.
Whoosh!
The incense whistled through the air, ignited by friction, and embedded perfectly into the wall! Such strength and precision showcased Yang Wudi's formidable control.
Dai Weis thought to himself:
> "As expected of the strongest of the four single-attribute clan leaders. Just a simple stick of incense in his hands has the power of a Zhuge Divine Crossbow. I'll have to be serious."
> "I don't want to bully the weak. Please, Your Highness—make your move!"
"Then I won't hold back! Holy White Tiger, possess me!"
ROAR—
With a deafening tiger's roar, Dai Weis completed his martial spirit possession instantly, transforming into a mighty tiger-man! His towering tiger claws gleamed, as if ready to rend the very skies!
At the same time, five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, black, black—descended and floated around him.
> "What?! A ten-thousand-year fourth ring?!"
Yang Wudi was stunned. He already knew Dai Weis's fifth soul ring was formidable, but he never expected his fourth ring to also be ten-thousand-year level.
No wonder he dared to claim he would stand at the top of the continent. This youth had the potential to rival Qian Daoliu or Tang Chen in the future.
Yang Wudi was deeply shaken. At this moment, he started to feel that having the Po Yi Clan join Star Luo might not be a bad decision after all.
The roar of the Holy White Tiger drew many members of the Po Yi Clan. Seeing Dai Weis's soul ring configuration, they were all dumbfounded.
> "The fourth ring is ten-thousand-year? How's that possible?!"
> "That's the evil-eyed white tiger from the Dai family, right? But I thought it couldn't fly…"
> "He just called it the Holy White Tiger. Could it be a mutant martial spirit?"
> "…"
"Senior Yang, I'm coming!"
Dai Weis charged, spirit power surging through his legs.
His evolved martial spirit granted him speed rivaling even pure agility-type masters. His figure blurred, leaving afterimages.
In a blink, he reached Yang Wudi. His tiger claws slashed toward Yang Wudi's chest, whistling with brutal force.
> "So fast! Almost as quick as that old white bird…"
Yang Wudi was shocked. He rapidly gathered soul power into his palms. They darkened like cast iron—and he struck out with both palms!
BOOM!
The iron palms and tiger claws clashed fiercely, causing a deafening explosion! Yang Wudi had expected strength—but he had underestimated just how powerful Dai Weis truly was.
The moment their palms collided, a terrifying force surged into Yang Wudi's body!
> "Impossible! How can the First Prince be this strong?! Even that old gorilla didn't have such strength back when he was a Soul King!"
Yang Wudi frantically used soul power to protect his arms—if not, his bones might have snapped. Even so, he was blasted back dozens of steps and nearly knocked out of the square!
Fortunately, he had taken the ninth-grade Qingling Pill, which had strengthened his physique. Otherwise, just that one blow would've been enough to eliminate him.
> "The First Prince's strength is truly astonishing… Then I'll show you my full skill! Soul-Breaking Spear!"
As he spoke, a long black spear appeared in Yang Wudi's hand!
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