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Only after the energy fluctuations subsided did everyone realize that the spot where Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had merged with each other, there was no longer any trace of the two of them. Instead, it had been replaced by a gigantic white tiger.
The white tiger had a transparent body with white fur and black stripes. Its purple eyes flickered with an ice-cold killing intent.
"Roar ~ ~
A deep tiger roar sounded out. The Netherworld White Tiger's enormous body turned into a streak of light and in a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the group of four from the Martial Soul Palace.
"Puff …"
Qi Rou and the first person to make a move flew out with blood from the mouth of the Martial Soul Hall, falling onto the stage, whether they were dead or alive was unknown.
Looking at the remaining two Martial Soul s, the Netherworld White Tiger slowly walked towards them as if it was taking a leisurely stroll. Its steps were slow, but gave off a heavy feeling of oppression.
"Damn it!" Immediately, a pitch-black light appeared around the Asura's body, enveloping him within. In the next second, the Asura's figure disappeared from its original position and rushed towards the Netherworld White Tiger.
However, before he could get very far, a purplish-blue vine with a large amount of golden veined patterns came from behind him and wrapped around his waist.
The Shura's movements suddenly stopped as he looked towards the direction where the vine came from. He saw Tang San staring at him with bloodshot eyes and coldly said, "Your opponent is me."
Before he finished his sentence, the Fifth Soul Ring behind Tang San suddenly lit up. Traces of bluish-gold light converged on Tang San's right hand, and a large number of Bluesilver Emperor wrapped around his right hand. They were like a large spear, with three Bluesilver Emperor vines coiled at the tip, which was as sharp as knives.
"Third brother is truly angry now. He immediately released the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear." Ning Rongrong, who was supporting Xiao Wu, couldn't help but feel envious when she saw this scene.
Sensing the dangerous aura from Tang San's body, the Shura no longer cared about the two teammates that were being toyed with by the Netherworld White Tiger.
"If you hurt Xiao Wu, don't even think about leaving the stage." Tang San lowered his gaze. His pupils were suffused with a terrifying blood-red as he gently raised his right hand.
It was just a simple action, but the Shura felt as if he was being stared at by a hundred thousand year Soul Beast. Even breathing became difficult.
"Admit defeat?" Such a thought suddenly appeared in the Asura's mind and was immediately rejected by him.
Putting aside the fact that he was the captain of the first squad of the Martial Soul Palace, his status meant that he could not admit defeat. His pride alone did not allow him to concede to a brat whose soul power was weaker than his, or who was younger than him!
Taking a deep breath, the first and third Soul Ring s behind the Shura lit up one after the other. The Shura's body suddenly became illusory, as if he had turned into a ball of dense fog.
This was his first Soul Techniques Illusion as well as his third Soul Techniques's Shadow Dance. Illusions could completely nullify physical damage, but the damage received would be doubled, while Phantom Dance could reduce the damage he received by 100%. The physical damage he would receive would be increased by 100%, and the duration of both Soul Techniques s would be 10 seconds.
When these two Soul Techniques were used together, the Shura was confident that as long as it was not the soul Dou Roc or even Titled Dou Roc, no one would be able to harm him in the illusionary and illusion dancing state!