Chapter 67 Netherworld White Tiger and Dots of Golden Light
Lan Susu and Lan Ruoruo saw that their opponent was actually the ‘big devil’ who kicked hundreds of soul masters off the soul fighting platform.
Despair suddenly occurred in my heart.
Although there is only one person on the other side, this person is probably more powerful than the three soul masters!
The elder sister of the Lan sisters stood up with a wry smile and saluted the dark-haired boy, "Classmate, can you please be more merciful for a moment."
Jiang Shuo withdrew his gaze from the beautiful faces of the sisters. Seeing that the two of them were so understanding, he said with a smile:
"That's easy to say."
"There should be a martial spirit between you two. A combination attack technique like fusion technique? Use it and let me see it."
Lan Susu smiled bitterly and nodded. By now, the secret of their martial soul fusion technique has been exposed.
After the two parties briefly exchanged names, they stood on both sides.
When the Lan sisters heard the referee's order, they hugged each other and intertwined their souls.
The next moment, the blue hair of the two people seemed to be swelling in the wind, covering most of the competition stage.
It is really a martial soul fusion skill.
Jiang Shuo nodded in appreciation.
The probability of being able to perform martial soul fusion skills will not exceed one in ten thousand.
And it is even more rare to achieve such fusion.
The overwhelming blue hairnet rushed towards the young man like a tide, and he was in front of him in an instant.
Jiang Shuo's figure also moved at this time. His speed was as fast as thunder, and he had to keep extending his net to pursue.
So much so that in the end the whole arena was filled with blue.
Jiang Shuo stopped and suddenly thrust out the heavy silver spear.
"Gravel."
The first level of the Sky-Splitting Spear Technique was as fast as thunder, blasting towards the entangled hairnet.
Jiang Shuo did not use his spear intention or soul skills, but just relied on the brute force of his soul power to thrust out.
The moment the hair came into contact with the tip of the gun, it seemed as if it encountered an invisible wall and was pushed back hundreds of meters.
Jiang Shuo held a gun in one hand and stepped forward step by step, finally arriving ten feet away from the Lan sisters.
Lan Susu's sister's beauty turned pale. Their soul fusion skills, which they used at the bottom of the box, were not even able to force out the opponent's soul skills.
Huang Chutian, who was possessed by the Hercules Ape, was also shocked.
Hurry up and light up the second yellow soul ring.
His fists immediately doubled in size, and his body was covered with a layer of metallic luster.
“The Cannon Fist of Power!”
Huang Chutian jumped into the air and punched Jiang Shuo hard.
Jiang Shuo raised his gaze, raised his left fist and punched out without even trying to hide.
Hercules Ape's heavy punch suddenly collided with the boy's left fist.
Huang Chutian was shocked to find that his fists were pushed back as if they had hit an iron wall.
Then, an irresistible force of gravity surged out of the iron wall and blasted him into the air again.
One shot blocks the fusion, and the other hand blocks the heavy punch.
Jiang Shuo once again shocked the audience with his performance.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, he made a 'click-click' sound with his fists.
Step forward.
Immediately, Huang Chutian seemed to have been punched in the air and fell off the stage.
The Lan sisters were also forced into a corner by Gun Jin, and in the end they had no choice but to jump off by themselves.
Jiang Shuo won, but this time he only won silence.
After a while, the same happened in his second and third games.
It wasn’t until the fourth game in the afternoon that there were finally some waves again.
Because standing on the opposite side is the champion seed team of the fifth class of freshmen.
The captain's strength is as high as thirty-level soul master.
Dai Huabin's hand bones were healed. At this time, he didn't seem to be injured at all, but he wanted to hide the anger on his face, but he couldn't.
Jiang Shuo felt like laughing and clicked his tongue a few times.
“If you want to curse, just curse out loud, or hide your emotions.”
“You look so incompetent and angry, you are really a bit of a loser.”
When Dai Huabin heard this, his face turned redder and bluer, and jets of air continued to spray out of his nostrils.
Yesterday he bent down and went to the inner courtyard in person to question his brother.
From this, I learned Jiang Shuo’s identity.
But after learning about it, his heart fell to the bottom.
Although his brother Dai Yueheng didn't like him, he still warned him sternly not to bring trouble to the Duke's Palace, otherwise no one would be able to save him.
Combining his previous imagination, Dai Huabin basically believed that the young man in front of him with dark hair and high buns came from that place.
Jiang Shuo chuckled, "Give you a chance."
"No matter what happens on this stage today, I will forgive you."
" Use the martial soul fusion skills that the Dai and Zhu families are proud of. It will make me feel better, and you will be considered successful."
Dai Huabin's face suddenly turned livid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You have the Jiang family. God, I have the Dai family too!” “Even if the Dai family is in decline now, we can’t just humiliate them!”
Jiang Shuo chuckled, "Ha."
"Facts speak louder than words."
"Execute the Netherworld White Tiger and show me the best fusion skill in the world." How powerful is it?”
Dai Huabin almost wanted to bite his back molars, but he still managed to hold back his anger and turned around.
The black-haired girl Zhu Lu behind him also showed dissatisfaction.
But under the pull of Dai Huabin, he turned around.
The two of them threw themselves together, their soul powers constantly intertwined and dazzling, and their momentum grew majestic step by step.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he has surpassed the Soul Sect level and is still rising.
Finally, a huge white tiger with different eyes, eight meters long and more than three meters tall, suddenly appeared on the competition stage.
Jiang Shuo's heart moved, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Interesting.
One is at level 32 and the other is at level 25.
They were actually able to form a white tiger that was comparable to a forty-level soul sect expert.
Unfortunately, you met me.
The white tiger roared towards the sky and rushed towards the young man.
At this moment, Dai Huabin's reason was suppressed by resentment and anger, so he did not hold back.
A hundred meters away from the white tiger, Jiang Shuo's gun moved with people, and a little golden light bloomed on the tip of the gun.
“You don’t even use soul skills?!”
A suppressed roar came from Bai Hu’s throat, seemingly extremely humiliated.
Jiang Shuo ignored him and moved his spear with him, suddenly stabbing the tiger's head.
There are layers of golden light, shining like the scorching sun when approaching the tiger's forehead.
The sad and angry white tiger spit out a white beam of light with a thick arm, and hit the spear directly.
The white light and the golden light came into contact instantly, and they collided and consumed each other crazily.
The moment they collided, the stone platforms of unknown material under their feet shattered with a bang.
The Netherworld White Tiger shouted repeatedly, trying to overpower the golden light.
But Jiang Shuo was still holding the gun casually with one hand at this time. Hearing Dai Huabin's leading roar, he used force on his palm again.
"Peng!!"
The tip of the spear pierced the tiger's head, making a sound like gold and stone colliding.
Jiang Shuo was slightly surprised, the Netherworld White Tiger did have something.
Dai Huabin is more talented than his ancestor Dai Mubai.
A barrier automatically stretched out from the tiger's forehead to resist the intent of the spear.
Although, he didn't use much force.
Immediately, Jiang Shuo twisted the gun body, turned his waist, and the air was swung out, making a sonic boom.
The barrel of the Yinshuo gun slammed into the giant tiger's body.
This blow shocked the entire audience.
The eight-meter-long huge white tiger was drawn directly into the air.
Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu were forced to vomit blood and disintegrate, falling onto the stone platform.
The last member of the team left shivering on the field, Cui Yajie.
Seeing the young man looking towards her, Cui Yajie quickly jumped off the competition stage.
Dai Huabin was pulled off the stage and vomited blood, but he still stood up tremblingly.
"You...you could have killed me just now...why did you hold back..."
He looked at the stage with unfocused eyes but disbelief.
Jiang Shuo was retracting his spear with satisfaction, and glanced over after hearing the sound.
The young man said lightly:
"If I want to kill you, I will kill you. If I want to keep my hand, I will keep it. It all depends on my mood. There is no reason."
Dai Huabin vomited a large mouthful of blood again, "I..."
No words were said. Afterwards, the aftereffects of the strong impact came over him, his eyes blurred, and he fainted again.
Du Weilun’s eyes were equally complicated.
Even Dai and Zhu’s martial soul fusion skills couldn’t survive ten moves?
He sighed quietly in his heart, guessing that the already unbalanced continent might become even more tilted.
But fortunately, his purpose of training the mind and ability of the seed students has been achieved.
Next, there is another group of seed teams that he is more optimistic about.
Du Weilun sighed inwardly, hoping that Huo Yuhao could last longer.
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