Suddenly, ripples spread through space.
A ghostly woman appeared out of thin air behind Bai Mu, a dark dagger thrust straight toward his heart!
The strike was swift, ruthless, and decisive—leaving almost no room to react.
On the sidelines, Chen Xin and Gu Rong were already preparing to intervene.
However—
Bai Mu didn't even turn around.
Before the woman fully emerged, a faint blue glow had already flashed through his eyes.
He perfectly saw through the trajectory and fluctuations of her soul skill, then shifted half a step sideways at an unbelievable angle.
Whoosh!
The dagger shot past at lightning speed, brushing past his body.
A tiny difference—yet worlds apart!
"What?!"
The ghostly woman's pupils shrank violently.
How was this possible?
Someone had actually dodged her ghostly instant-kill technique on their very first encounter?!
"Your movements…"
Bai Mu's voice echoed beside her ear, eerily calm.
"I saw right through them."
At the same moment, his left hand shot out and clamped onto her wrist like iron.
Crack!
A faint snapping sound rang out.
"Ah—!"
She cried out in pain as the dagger slipped from her grasp.
"Hah!"
Bai Mu gathered his soul power, clenched his right fist, and slammed it straight into her abdomen.
No soul skill—pure physical strength fused with soul power.
Puff—!
Blood sprayed from her mouth.
Her body flew backward like a kite with a snapped string, crashing to the ground over ten meters away. She twitched briefly, then fell unconscious.
The entire battle lasted less than ten seconds.
Aside from Bai Mu and Zygarde, no one was left standing in the arena.
Silence.
A suffocating, deathlike silence.
The remaining seven Soul Masters stood outside the arena, staring blankly at the scene before them.
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and the others felt their throats go dry, unsure of what to say.
The same question surfaced in all of their minds—
Wasn't it said that when a Martial Soul is separated, all of a Soul Master's power lies within that Martial Soul?
Then how could this person's body be this terrifying?
That attack—how could anyone dodge it?!
"Th-this… this is strength?!"
Zhang Lie finally broke the silence, his voice trembling.
He had never encountered such a terrifying opponent, even when facing the Spirit Hall team in the previous Soul Master Competition.
No—forget Spirit Hall.
Even if the entire Martial Soul Academy team came together, they wouldn't be as frightening as Bai Mu alone!
"I was just playing around. No need to be so shocked."
Bai Mu's first spirit ring lit up as Jungle Healing activated, restoring everyone to peak condition.
He extended a hand toward the ghostly woman and said casually,
"I hit you a bit hard. Are you alright?"
"It's my own lack of skill."
The woman's eyes flickered as she accepted his help and stood up.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Suppressing the storm in his heart, Ning Fengzhi applauded lightly.
"No wonder you dare to call yourself the number one genius of our era, Xiao Mu. You truly live up to it."
"I don't deserve such praise."
Bai Mu smiled modestly—then his sharp edge emerged.
"However! This is my era. I am the strongest of this generation!"
"Brother Bai, you really are ambitious."
Qian Renxue spoke lightly. "It seems you gained a great deal from obtaining your fourth spirit ring. May I ask—what level is your spirit power now?"
She sounded casual, but inside she already felt numb.
Defeating so many geniuses with just two moves—even now, she couldn't do that, let alone back when she was a Soul Master!
Bai Mu understood their shock, yet merely smiled mysteriously.
"To be honest, long before I became a Soul Sect, back when we last met, I had already determined the soul beast I needed to break through to Soul King."
"Oh? So you had accumulated a great deal of soul power back then?"
Ning Fengzhi asked.
Chen Xin raised his brows and spoke bluntly,
"Kid, stop beating around the bush. What level are you?"
Bai Mu smiled but didn't answer directly.
"Uncle Ning, Your Highness—have you found any information recently about the Exploding Sound Demon Dragon?"
Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment.
"There has been some news. It's rumored someone spotted traces of it deep in the western forest. I've already dispatched people to search."
"That's perfect."
Bai Mu's eyes lit up.
"I hope it's old enough. I'm ready to absorb its soul ring."
A brief silence followed.
"Absorb… absorb?!"
Qian Renxue's expression changed instantly. She nearly lost her composure.
"You… you're level fifty?!"
"You brat—are you joking?"
Chen Xin's eyes shone brightly.
"No, not quite."
Bai Mu shook his head regretfully.
"I'm still just a bit short of level fifty."
Then his expression hardened with determination.
"But I work hard. If talent isn't enough, diligence will make up for it. I'm confident I can break through before killing the Exploding Sound Demon Dragon."
At that moment, Bai Mu's figure became dazzling beyond belief.
Damn it—we were fooled!
"How can it be this fast?!"
Gu Rong couldn't hold back anymore.
"You were only level forty when you left Heaven Dou City! One spirit ring, and you jumped nearly ten levels? Are you even human?!"
Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue quickly calculated the time.
Bai Mu had left Heaven Dou City less than half a month ago.
In just over ten days, he went from level 40 to level 49.
On average—two levels every three days?!
This had completely surpassed the limits of humanity.
"Just a tiny stroke of luck."
Bai Mu chuckled, pinching his thumb and forefinger together, tracing a galaxy-like arc.
"Brother Bai, calling this 'a little luck' is an insult to the word."
Qian Renxue forced a bitter smile, her heart in turmoil.
Bai Mu wasn't even twelve and a half years old—and he was already level 49, on the verge of level 50.
What did that mean?
It meant that before the age of thirteen, Bai Mu could break through to the Soul King realm—shattering every known record on the Douluo Continent!
Compared to him, the so-called Golden Generation of Spirit Hall was nothing more than scrap metal.
What was most outrageous was that Bai Mu's cultivation speed was even faster than hers—someone born with innate level twenty soul power, cultivating at full speed!
Her greatest pride… had been completely crushed.
"I must conquer Bai Mu as soon as possible!"
A powerful sense of urgency surged in Qian Renxue's heart.
She seriously suspected that if this continued, Bai Mu would soon obtain his fifth soul ring and break through to Soul King.
At that point, even she—the heir of the Angel God—might not be his match!
A bold thought suddenly surfaced—
Could Bai Mu… have received the favor of a god?
The moment this idea formed, Qian Renxue's gaze grew even more fervent.
Such a genius—if she could secure him—would become her greatest asset in the future.
As for Ning Fengzhi and the others, they were both shocked and ecstatic.
If they could recruit a genius even more terrifying than Tang Chen or Qian Daoliu…
Forget expanding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—
They wouldn't even dare to imagine how far their glory could reach.
A strange, oppressive atmosphere quietly spread.
The group of Soul Masters standing nearby kept their heads lowered, eyes downcast, not daring to make a sound.
They only hoped…
That they hadn't heard something they weren't supposed to.
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