Chapter 211 Nether White Tiger VS Nether White Tiger
Davis took a deep look at his brother. From today on, his view of Dai Mubai has completely changed, and the relationship between the two will completely turn into opposites.
Because in his eyes, the original Dai Mubai was no threat, but today's Dai Mubai gave him extremely terrifying pressure. This may be the purpose of the family competition and selection.
Davis thought slightly absent-mindedly.
"Wes!"
Zhu Zhuyun on the side whispered to Davis. Looking at the deep black eyes of the beauty next to him, Davis came back to his senses and nodded slowly.
"Mubai, although you have surprised me today, let's just do it!"
Davis's body suddenly flashed with golden soul power, and the shadow of a white tiger suddenly appeared behind him. Zhu Zhuyun's body next to him was a faint black, and a black cat could be vaguely seen inside.
The golden light and the black gas complemented each other, and five big words flashed in the minds of countless people both on the stage and off the stage.
"Martial spirit fusion technique!"
Zhao Xuan murmured softly, looking at Dai Mubai's brother with interest. He really didn't expect that the same martial soul fusion skill could be used twice in this world.
It seems that the relationship between Mubai and the Zhuqing family is really deep.
Seeing the actions of Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly startled, then looked at each other and laughed dumbly.
"Davis, you want to defeat me with the Netherworld White Tiger? Don't forget, you are not the only ones who have white tigers and Netherworld Civet Cats!"
As Dai Mubai's voice fell, he and Zhu Zhuqing also shone with golden and black light, and the entire arena was filled with golden light and black ghostly energy.
At this time, even the three people sitting high on the rostrum were stunned, another martial soul fusion skill was used.
The elder of the Douluo Palace didn't know what he thought of. A smile appeared on his lips. He glanced at the middle-aged man from the Star Luo Empire and sighed with pretense of regret: "What a pity."
Dai Mubai's third uncle's face was as deep as the sea, and he seemed to be turning a deaf ear to the words of the elder of Douluo Palace, but at this time, his heart was as painful as a knife.
It is true that the White Tiger and the Nether Civet Cat can perform martial soul fusion skills, but this is not an absolute thing. Currently, there are only two couples in the Dai family and the Zhu family who can perform this fusion skill, and counting Dai Mubai and Davis,
There are only four pairs of brothers, but it is a pity that the two of them are brothers! The only brothers!
This means that the two of them are destined competitors, and only one can survive.
The middle-aged man from Xingluo slowly closed his eyes, and then sighed deeply.
In the audience, countless people stared at this scene with their mouths open. Not to mention the same martial soul fusion skills, ordinary martial soul fusion skills are also rare. Today, they were lucky enough to see the same martial soul fusion skills duel. This
This kind of thing is probably rarer than a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring.
Davis and Zhu Zhuyun looked at the golden and black light pillars rising opposite them, and could only choose to remain silent. Davis only felt that his throat had become a little dry.
"I really didn't expect that."
Zhu Zhuyun stared at his sister, also silent. After a year or so, he didn't expect that they would also master the Netherworld White Tiger.
Davis held Zhu Zhuyun in his palm and said in a deep voice: "Let's see whose Netherworld White Tiger is stronger."
On the other side, Dai Mubai also took Zhu Zhuqing's hand, his two eyes faced each other, countless eyes crossed each other, and finally turned into deep love.
"Zhuqing, I won't let you down."
"Um."
On both sides of the arena, two pairs of white tigers and ghost civet cats that looked similar slowly merged together. Countless people watched this scene nervously with their hearts in their throats.
Even in the Papal Palace located halfway up the mountain, there is a beautiful eye casting its gaze down the mountain.
Amid the dazzling golden light and the entwining atmosphere of the netherworld, the figures of the four people slowly disappeared into it.
The scene was eerily silent for a few seconds. Looking at the empty high platform, no one made a sound, and then two loud roars of tigers resounded throughout the sky.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
From the two golden lights, two white tigers slowly walked out. Compared with the humans present, they looked like two giant beasts. The hair on their bodies was as white as snow. When they stepped out of the golden light, they were engraved with ghostly energy.
Jet black texture, white hair and black texture.
Their eyes were equally cold, and they looked down at the soul masters present with a feeling of superiority. Their proud heads were slightly raised, their eyes were slightly closed, and they had the aura of the king of beasts.
The moment their bodies were fully revealed, their eyes turned to the opposite side of them, a deep sound came from their throats, a pair of purple eyes, a pair of double pupils, looked at each other closely, and the soul power of the entire field was agitated.
Zhao Xuan murmured slightly: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain."
Almost at the same time, the two Nether White Tigers started to move, and their palms, which were bigger than a millstone, clashed with each other. Even the arena, which was said to be able to withstand the full force of the Soul Emperor level, trembled.
The soul master of Wuhun Palace who maintained the protective shield in the audience had black lines on his head and hurriedly raised the protective shield.
During the battle between the Netherworld White Tiger, the lasing soul power hit the protective shield, and the semicircular protective shield never stopped flashing.
Another confrontation occurred. The two white tigers each took three steps back, but the next moment they roared in unison: "Again!"
The figures were confusing. The two Nether White Tigers had inherited the attack power of the white tigers and the speed of the Nether Civet Cats. Some soul masters with poor soul power in the audience could not even capture the figures of the two Nether White Tigers.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
In addition to the sound of breaking through the air when the body shuttles, the sound of sharp claws cutting through the void also sounds from time to time. The two figures clash for hundreds of rounds in just a few dozen seconds.
As auxiliary soul masters, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Fortunately, as the two ghost white tigers fought for hegemony, the battle on the other side of the battlefield had already stopped, and each of them hid quietly in a corner.
's waiting.
"Whoosh!"
A soul energy blade drawn by a white tiger flashed past several people. Ma Hongjun, who was closest to it, turned pale, and then couldn't help shouting: "Boss Dai, be careful!"
"That's Davis, not Boss Dai." Tang San helplessly held down the furious Ma Hongjun.
"Third brother, do you want me to support Boss Dai and the others?"
Ning Rongrong on the side saw two scarred Netherworld White Tigers and couldn't help but ask.
Tang San was silent for a moment, then looked at the white tiger with double-eyed evil eyes: "No, this is Boss Dai's knot in his heart, he needs to solve it himself."
Countless confrontations, countless mismatches, each of the two Netherworld White Tigers suffered more injuries, and the fights again and again made countless audiences in the audience feel dizzy.
After another confrontation, the two Nether White Tigers stopped and looked at the other side panting.
At this moment, their bodies have become illusory, which is a sign that the consumption of soul power has reached the extreme. Through the transparent bodies, two figures in the Netherworld White Tiger can be seen.
"The final blow!" the two brothers thought at the same time.
Perhaps because of the telepathy between brothers, at the next moment the two ghost white tigers rushed towards each other. With a "bang", the agitated soul power dispersed, and their bodies became more illusory.
At this moment, Dai Mubai thought of a lot. He stared at Davis opposite, scenes from his childhood flashed through his mind, and then he recalled Shrek's laughter.
"I will never let you down!"
Dai Mubai suddenly roared, and the eyes of the Netherworld White Tiger controlled by him and Zhu Zhuqing flashed with a strange light. Purple and black flashed in the double pupils, and the entire Netherworld White Tiger seemed to suddenly have an extra force.
Davis, who was in a stalemate with Dai Mubai, changed his expression, and then he felt an unmatched force coming from the opposite side.
"boom!"
After a huge roar, the Netherworld White Tiger controlled by Davis and Zhu Zhuyun suddenly disappeared, and their bodies also appeared and flew out upside down, falling to the audience with two "bangs".
The double-eyed Netherworld White Tiger on the stage raised his head high and let out a roar to the sky, as if venting the dissatisfaction of the previous ten years.
In the Netherworld White Tiger, Dai Mubai stared at Zhu Zhuqing affectionately and said softly: "Zhuqing, we won."
Zhu Zhuqing also smiled like a hundred flowers in bloom: "Well, we won."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then a sense of powerlessness came over them. The next moment, their vision turned into pitch black, and the Netherworld White Tiger on the stage suddenly disappeared, leaving only two unconscious figures on the stage...