43 Chapter 43.

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Dai Mubai couldn't hide his irritation at Wang Feng's nonchalant and arrogant demeanor. With a burst of power from his fierce Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul, Dai Mubai threw a punch at Wang Feng and their fists collided.

Suddenly, Dai Mubai's expression changed dramatically in a matter of millisecond as it felt like his punch had landed on a concrete mountain. His whole arm starting from the fist felt numb from the impact of his punch against Wang Feng's punch.

Then, an unimaginable force surged from Wang Feng's fist, coursing through Dai Mubai's arm and into his entire body. Nothing happened for moment before suddenly Dai Mubai was sent flying through the air, creating an explosive burst of energy.

Boom!

Like a ball launched into the sky, Dai Mubai's body crashed into a stone pillar in the hall, breaking it, only after that he managed to regain his footing skidding several meters away, leaving a long gash behind.

Dai Mubai was on his knees, one hand on the ground, trembling from the impact as if he might collapse at any moment. The air grew silent after this exchange.

On the other side, Wang Feng remained motionless, simply retracting his hand back. 

"All good? I only used a bit of my strength," he said casually, though in reality, he had exerted a substantial amount of power, around 50%.

Dai Mubai's lips twitched, knowing that Wang Feng was intentionally downplaying his own strength.

Meanwhile, onlookers watched in astonishment. Tang San and Xiao Wu also exchanged amazed glances.

Tang San remarked quietly, "Brother Feng has never lost in terms of strength..."

Xiao Wu added, "This is incredible. When we sparred with brother Feng, we never saw him unleash such immense power. Could it be that this guy is hiding his true strength? Was that thousand-year soul ability used by the other guy just a bluff?"

Dai Mubai, overhearing this, couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief. "A bluff? What are you talking about?"

Xiao Wu grinned and replied, "Well, I'm the boss of Nuoding Academy, I know everything."

Tang San sighed and explained, "No, Dai Mubai's power is undeniable. He used a lot of strength but what he didn't expect was that brother Feng is even stronger than a thirty-seventh-level Soul Elder in sheer strength. That last punch was twice as powerful as he normally uses, maybe even more than that."

Xiao Wu hearing this pouted playfully.

As Dai Mubai slowly got back on his feet, his legs seemed unharmed. He admitted defeat graciously, saying, "You win. This room was originally booked by me. Manager Wang, give it to them. I don't need it anymore. Also I'll cover the damage done to the hall."

Manager Wang, who had been observing from a distance, gave a reluctant nod.

"Your name is Wang Feng, right?" 

Dai Mubai, a bit disheveled but still standing, called out to Wang Feng. He then waved to the twin sisters standing in the distance before focusing on Wang Feng. 

"If I'm not mistaken, you didn't use your martial soul, did you? What's your soul power and soul ring level?"

Wang Feng glanced at the twin sisters and couldn't help but think that Dai Mubai was quite the playboy. 

"What do you mean?" he replied.

Dai Mubai found this amusing. He placed his hands on the shoulders of the twin sisters, gently rubbing them as if using their beauty to soothe his physical

discomfort from the fight. 

"This is intriguing," Dai Mubai remarked. "Judging by your appearance, you're about my age, maybe slightly older."

Dai Mubai scrutinized Wang Feng for a moment, then noticed that the twin sisters were also staring at him. He quickly retracted his gaze and muttered to them in their ears, "Seriously, why are you both still ogling other men while still in my arms?"

"In our age group, I've never seen someone without soul power nearly knock me down with just one punch. You're very impressive!" Dai Mubai grinned. 

"We might cross paths again. And as for your two friends, they should consider going to Shrek Academy? They're only about twelve years old, so they meet the criteria. We'll meet again someday!"

With that, Dai Mubai, still accompanied by the twin beauties, gracefully headed towards the door.

Xiao Wu couldn't hold back any longer and exclaimed, "Hey, you, dumb tiger! Was your reluctance to let go of the room before just an act? Brother Feng barely put any effort into that punch and you were almost defeated! And don't exaggerate your age, what do you mean 'about the same age as him'?"

"Brother Feng is at most twelve years old, just a few months older than me. Are you really younger than him? Don't you feel any shame lying like that?"

Dai Mubai, who was near the door, stumbled and almost tripped over the threshold. He turned around, eyes wide with disbelief. 

"What the heck did she say?" he thought. 

"Did she really just say he's twelve years old? This Tang San guy earlier was impressive enough with soul level around twenty nine. Now, their elder brother is….?"

Dai Mubai couldn't help but conclude that Wang Feng was atleast at the 40th level and possessed an exceedingly rare strength-type martial soul, enabling Wang Feng to defeat him while still in the White Tiger Vajra Transformation state with just one punch. 

"So now you're telling me he's twelve years old?" he muttered to himself. "I must be hallucinating because of that punch." Saying this he hurriedly left the hotel with the twins still in his arms.

Seeing Dai Mubai exiting in haste, Xiao Wu stomped her foot in frustration. "What's with that guy!" she muttered to herself. 

Then, she turned to Tang San and asked, "But how did he know we're here to enroll at Shrek Academy?"

After a few murmured words, Xiao Wu dragged Tang San over to Wang Feng.

"Brother Feng, what brings you here?" Xiao Wu greeted him with a smile. "Did you arrive here early to watch the show?"

"Yes, I came early," Wang Feng replied. "To witness the battle between Tang San and Dai Mubai."

Of course, Wang Feng had come. Tang San and Xiao Wu had informed him of their visit to Suotuo City today. He had watched their fight but decided not to intervene, merely observing silently from the distance.

"Dai Mubai, he's also from Shrek Academy, right?" Tang San remarked. 

"He's only around fifteen years old and is already a 37th-level Soul Elder. I've rarely seen such powerful individuals in other intermediate academies."

Wang Feng nodded, acknowledging Tang San's astute observation. "You're as sharp as ever, Xiao San."

"Brother Feng, have you gotten even stronger than before somehow?" Xiao Wu asked, narrowing her eyes. "How about we have a little spar? It's been a while."

Before Wang Feng could respond, the hotel manager, who had been eyeing the increasingly chaotic scene in the hall, hurried over and quipped, "Three venerables soul masters, do you mind sparing the hotel today? At this rate, you might just end up demolishing the place itself."

"That's right, Xiao Wu, let's leave it for some other day?" Wang Feng chimed in, chuckling. 

"The Rose Hotel is a fine place. I could use some rest too after the journey. We'll head to Shrek Academy together tomorrow."

Over the past five years, the three of them had sparred countless times. Even when they had returned to Holy Soul Village, Wang Feng and Tang San had engaged in several fierce battles. However, Wang Feng had grown tired of fighting them over time.

Xiao Wu pouted but ultimately had to drag Tang San upstairs.

Observing this, Wang Feng shook his head and turned to Manager Wang, the hotel manager. "I've also reserved a room here, under the name 'Wang Feng.' Please take me to it."

Upon confirming the reservation, Manager Wang led Wang Feng to his room.

Just then, a young woman also appeared at the entrance. She walked in, surveyed the chaotic hall and raised an eyebrow, clearly curious about the commotion.

Approaching the counter, she inquired, "Manager, do you have any available rooms?"

The girl exuded a soft, graceful beauty with a hint of cold determination in her eyes. She wore a cyan colored long dress, her long hair falling just above her ears and her youthful appearance was complemented by a fair complexion. She was also blessed in certain areas rather plentifully. Her inner strength and self-confidence, though subtle, were discernible to keen observers.

"Sorry, but the last room, has been reserved by this gentleman here," Manager Wang replied, glancing at Wang Feng.

"Reserved?" The girl in the cyan dress shifted her gaze to Wang Feng, her eyes subtly brightening. She then deliberately softened her tone and asked, "Well then, friend, could you consider giving me that room?"

With her gentle voice, her charming looks and graceful demeanor, she might be able to sway ordinary men. But who was Wang Feng, he was a self-proclaimed alpha-sigma-omega-giga chad.

Wang Feng studied the girl carefully for a moment and replied, "I'm not in the habit of giving up my reservations for others."

The girl in the white dress appeared surprised at the immediate rejection but maintained her composure and insisted. 

"Alright, then. How about I offer you fifty golden soul coins in exchange for the room? Is that acceptable?"

While her tone remained gentle, a trace of pride could be detected in her voice.

With that, the girl produced a heavy bag from her pocket.

Wang Feng's looked at her dead in the eyes before replying coldly. "How about I give you a hundred golden soul coins and you leave me alone?" he suggested.

Upon hearing this, the girl's expression shifted and her face displayed a mix of emotions ranging from disbelief to shock and then to anger.

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