Douluo: Reborn as Dai Weisi, Zhuqing Calm Down!

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Invisible ripples of soul force spread outward through the air, expanding until they encompassed several hundred meters in all directions.

"What—?"

The Wolf Bandit leader, caught within the White Tiger Domain, froze mid-stride. Panic flickered in its eyes as it felt its strength, speed, and every other ability halved in an instant. Even gazing at Dai Weisi, it felt an overwhelming urge to bow in reverence, as if Dai Weisi were its sovereign.

"What kind of martial spirit is this? How can it suppress me so completely...?"

As the Wolf Bandit leader hesitated, Dai Weisi had already leapt onto the back of the black-scaled warhorse and descended upon his foe. In a blur, his hands transformed into two powerful bear paws—his outer soul bone from the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw Bear—then slammed forward toward the bandit leader. At the same moment, Dai Weisi's soul force poured into his third soul ring, causing the violet ring to blaze with light.

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Diamond Transformation!"

With that invocation, Dai Weisi's strength and speed doubled, and his arm power surged to an astonishing degree.

Seeing Dai Weisi's crushing palm strike, the Wolf Bandit leader had no choice but to retreat with all its might, barely dodging the blow by a hair's breadth.

As Dai Weisi and the bandit leader clashed, both armies fell silent, eyes darting back and forth as they watched the two combatants engage.

Lie Tianhu gripped his spear even tighter—should Dai Weisi falter, he would rush in and slay the Wolf Bandit leader himself. Yet his worry proved needless; Dai Weisi still held the upper hand.

When the Wolf Bandit leader finally stumbled back, Dai Weisi's lips curled in disdain. "Hmph. Trying to run away? Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Radiant Wave!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five or six golden beams shot from Dai Weisi's palms, streaking toward the Wolf Bandit leader. Within the White Tiger Domain, the power of every soul skill doubled.

"What speed! Such rapid attacks..."

The Wolf Bandit leader gasped, unwilling to absorb Dai Weisi's blows directly. Its lupine eyes locked onto the incoming golden beams, weaving and twisting its bulky form to avoid them while searching for an opening to close the gap.

Ten meters... nine meters... eight meters... inch by inch, it crept closer. Wolf claws curled behind its back, coalescing energy for a lethal strike.

"So you want close combat? As you wish." Dai Weisi smiled, ceasing his beam barrage. He allowed the Wolf Bandit leader to rush in, while simultaneously channeling all his soul force toward the fourth ring.

"A perfect opportunity!"

The Wolf Bandit leader's eyes gleamed as it surged forward. Its fist shot out, a fierce palm wind shredding through the air as if slicing clouds from the sky.

The bandit leader knew Dai Weisi was deliberately exposing a weakness to lure it in—and suspected some hidden trap—but still risked the move. After all, in ranged combat, it had no chance against Dai Weisi; it might as well go all in now, giving everything it had.

Dai Weisi had seen through this intent. He had deliberately remained poised to gather soul force for his fourth soul skill.

As the Wolf Bandit leader closed in, Dai Weisi no longer held back and unleashed his fourth skill:

"Fourth Soul Skill: White Tiger Roar of Destruction!"

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The tiger's roar thundered across all lands, shaking the nine heavens! The Wolf Bandit leader was now less than five meters from Dai Weisi and was instantly engulfed by the terrifying sonic blast.

The relentless roar pierced the bandit leader's eardrums like spears, obliterating its hearing and battering its internal organs with repeated concussive force.

In mere moments, the Wolf Bandit leader's liver and gallbladder were torn asunder, its seven orifices streaming blood. It spat a mouthful of ancient blood onto Dai Weisi's chest as it staggered, critically wounded.

Dai Weisi seized the perfect moment to deliver a finishing blow. Golden light radiated from his palm as he summoned the peak of his gold-attribute soul force, hurling it at the Wolf Bandit leader:

"Dark-Golden Terrorclaw Claw!"

The Dark-Golden Terrorclaw Claw rends heaven and earth. No sooner had the words left Dai Weisi's lips than his empowered palm struck the bandit leader's chest with the speed of a falling meteor. The Wolf Bandit leader flew backward like a severed kite, slamming into a solid rock face and carving out a human-shaped crater.

The force of that single palm was so immense it seemed to turn the sky dark. Dai Weisi shattered the Wolf Bandit leader's ribcage and pulverized its internal organs. The grievously wounded leader then drew its last breath, perishing instantly.

With the Wolf Bandit leader's defeat, a resounding hush fell over the battlefield. Soldiers on both sides stared in disbelief at the fallen leader's broken form. Dai Weisi landed gracefully atop his black-scaled steed, golden aura fading as he surveyed the carnage below. In the distance, a faint glimmer caught his eye: the coveted soul bone of the Wolf Bandit leader, lying amidst shattered stone and blood-soaked earth.

"Awooo!"

"Awoo!"

At the thunderous tiger roar, the Wolf Bandits behind them were instantly terrified and scattered in every direction.

Seeing that even their leader was no match for Dai Weisi, they fled all the faster—wishing their mothers had given them two extra legs.

Dai Weisi issued a single command: "Pursue them! Leave no bandit alive!"

"Yes, sir!"

The thirty-thousand troops thundered after the fleeing bandits, horses racing, as shrieks of agony, wails of despair, and cries of triumph echoed across the field.

Meanwhile, Dai Weisi approached the corpse of the Wolf Bandit leader. Above the body hovered a crimson right-leg soul bone, suspended in midair.

"Hurricane Right Leg of the Bloodthirsty Berserker! So this is it."

Dai Weisi's eyes glowed as he snatched the soul bone and examined it closely. From its faint luster, he judged it to be at least forty thousand years old—undeniably a top-tier specimen.

Its attached skill was Bloodthirsty Berserk, capable of doubling the user's strength, speed, and defense. The only drawback was that, during the trial period, the user could not employ any other soul skills.

At first glance, this seemed inferior to his Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Diamond Transformation, but that skill lasted only half an hour—whereas Bloodthirsty Berserk could be used for as long as the user had the soul force to sustain it.

Of course, the longer he maintained it, the more soul force it would consume—and the more it threatened to drive the user toward madness.

Yet Dai Weisi did not fear that risk. Having consumed the "Longing Gaze Elixir," his mental fortitude far surpassed that of ordinary people, enabling him to sustain Bloodthirsty Berserk for extended periods without faltering.

"Should I absorb this soul bone...?" Dai Weisi hesitated. In the original tale, Tang San's seven soul bones each boasted at least a hundred thousand years of age. To absorb one of only forty thousand years felt almost embarrassing.

"But I already plan to give Little Rascal's Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone to Nana," he reminded himself. "She still needs a matching right-leg soul bone. And this one fits me perfectly—letting it go would be a waste."

Resolved, Dai Weisi decided to absorb the Hurricane Right Leg of the Bloodthirsty Berserker. Once he did, he might soar straight to level sixty and claim his sixth soul ring.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on obtaining a soul bone!" Lie Tianhu's voice rang out from behind. He continued, "Your Highness, as the Art of War teaches: 'Do not pursue a defeated enemy.' The Wolf Bandit leader is dead, and the remaining bandits are already in full retreat. If we press on, they may resort to desperate last stands. Should we call our soldiers back?"

(End of Chapter)