Chapter 93 The Proud Hero Dai Huabin
To Dai Huabin, Wang Dong's team had never been worth taking seriously.
So what if Wang Dong's second spirit ring was a thousand-year ring? At the end of the day, he was just a lazy mutt who had only recently crossed the twentieth rank at age twelve. How could he possibly compare to the son of the White Tiger Duke?
From childhood, Dai Huabin had received the best training. Everything he ate and used was the finest of the Duke's household. His cultivation was never neglected. Otherwise, how could he already be at the Soul Elder level at twelve?
What's more, he had his star anger—no, his sword sheath—wait, that's not it.
He had his martial soul fusion skill partner, Zhu Lu!
Dai Huabin was born to surpass the ordinary. He was destined to be a lofty favored son of heaven!
With such a mindset, how could a team with someone like Huo Yuhao, a piece of trash with a mere ten-year spirit ring, ever enter his eyes?
Even during the finals draw, when he wasn't matched against Lin Yun or Ning Tian's teams, he already felt dissatisfied.
What, you all look down on me so much? Not letting me fight a Soul Elder team, instead making me battle a trash with a ten-year spirit ring?
Dai Huabin was fuming.
And now, after Huo Yuhao landed two spiritual impacts—one on Cui Yajie and one on himself—Dai Huabin's eyes turned blood-red.
He could not stand being struck down so hard by someone he despised.
Instinctively, Dai Huabin wanted Zhu Lu to come over and unleash their martial soul fusion skill, crushing Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong flat.
Then he remembered—the fusion skill's cooldown wasn't over yet.
Damn it!
"This is your fault!" Dai Huabin lost all reason, his spirit rings flaring one after another.
White Tiger Body Barrier stacked with White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
His upper garments burst apart instantly. His hands swelled into tiger claws covered in black-and-white fur, while his body sprouted stripes like a tiger pelt.
On his forehead, the black "王" sigil of three horizontal lines and one vertical stroke slowly emerged.
With dual enhancements, Dai Huabin felt terrifyingly powerful! He wiped his face where Wang Dong's Guillotine Wing had struck, the lingering pain only fueling his rage.
"Come on, continue!" Dai Huabin roared, charging at Wang Dong, spitting out a spray of "aged soda from 1982."
White Tiger Light Wave!
Wang Dong did not underestimate him. With the double amplifications, the Light Wave carried considerable power. He lit his thousand-year spirit ring, forming a sphere of Butterfly Goddess Light that clashed head-on with the Light Wave. Both attacks annihilated each other.
From within the smoke, Dai Huabin lunged forth, tiger claws unleashing ten razor-sharp blades, their momentum threatening to tear Wang Dong apart.
Had Wang Dong been careless, he might have been ripped open on the spot.
But Wang Dong avoided direct confrontation. Relying on his flying martial soul, he maneuvered nimbly, tangling with Dai Huabin.
The scene turned strangely comical.
Like a cat playing with a butterfly in a meadow—the cat couldn't catch it, and the butterfly wasn't harming the cat either.
But because of Wang Dong's earlier strike with his Guillotine Wing, Dai Huabin's hatred was now wholly fixed on him, forgetting the real culprit behind his humiliation.
Huo Yuhao had no intention of wasting such a chance.
His hands swept swiftly across the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges (genuine knock-off), and between his ten fingers appeared countless sharp projectiles—Bone-Piercing Needles, shuriken, darts, and cross-shaped blades, all ready.
While Wang Dong held Dai Huabin's attention, the scheming Huo "Huo Gua" Yuhao began his performance.
Scatter Flowers!
Zhu Lu, who had been half-heartedly skirmishing with the extras, turned pale the moment she saw Huo Yuhao's shameless maneuver. Her sharp cry pierced the arena: "Huabin, be careful! It's a sneak attack!"
What?! A sneak attack?
Dai Huabin snapped his head around—only to see a dense storm of hidden weapons bearing down on him.
There was no time to dodge. He could only raise his arms to shield his head while the projectiles clattered against him in a relentless downpour, the sharp clanging ringing out again and again.
Fortunately, he had already activated White Tiger Body Barrier and White Tiger Vajra Transformation, greatly boosting his defense. Otherwise, he would have been riddled like a sieve on the spot.
But still—
Even the tightest net has a gap.
Though most of the weapons could only cause him pain without true injury, not every part of his body was equally protected. With so many hidden weapons hurled, and Dai Huabin forced to take them all head-on, one Bone-Piercing Needle happened to strike his weakest spot—delivering the unforgettable agony of a skewered sausage.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
His scream exploded through the arena. Dai Huabin's eyes bulged, blood vessels threatening to burst, his face flushing a deep purple like an eggplant.
His manhood had been pierced.
Even Huo Yuhao was startled for a moment, but upon seeing the state Dai Huabin was in, his hate-filled eyes gleamed with satisfaction at vengeance fulfilled.
Heh. Dai Hao, you dog bastard—since you couldn't control your loins and harmed my mother, then I'll help you rein in your son's loins!
The match could not continue like this. Since Huo Yuhao had not attacked with the intent to cripple, the battle was ruled in his favor. Dai Huabin's team was declared defeated.
Dai Huabin was carried unconscious to the infirmary.
After emergency treatment, his manhood was preserved, but one testicle could not be saved. And perhaps due to some twisted "Child of Destiny" buff, the needle had severed the most critical nerve of that one, a wound beyond even a Healing Titled Douluo's ability to mend.
From then on, Dai Huabin unwillingly earned the title of "The Proud Hero."
Well… that was for later.
Because of his injury, the next day's third-place match was awarded by default to Ning Tian's trio. The final battle would be fought between Lin Yun's team and Wang Dong's team.
When Lin Yun heard the news that evening in the cafeteria, his expression turned strange beyond words.
After all, Dai Huabin had always been arrogant, domineering, and unable to stomach defeat. Lin Yun himself had disliked him greatly.
Now, with Huo Yuhao having taken one of his eggs, one could say vengeance had been delivered in an unconventional way.
Hard to judge indeed.
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(End of Chapter)
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