Short dagger-like claws sprang from his ten fingers, and his cold, four-pupiled eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao.
Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings emerged, their aura terrifying.
Huo Yuhao remained unmoved and continued striding forward.
"You still aren't summoning your Martial Soul? Arrogant!"
"Let me teach you what it means that there's always someone stronger!!!"
Dai Huabin let out a tiger's roar. Ferocity blazed in his twin pupils as he pounced before Huo Yuhao, his tiger claws tearing through the air as they struck down.
But Huo Yuhao merely paused, and the tiger claws swept past the tip of his nose. The fierce wind blew his hair aside, revealing eyes thick with killing intent.
Dai Huabin was thoroughly enraged. Both claws shot out, seeking to tear Huo Yuhao apart.
Yet Huo Yuhao moved as though taking a stroll. Each time he shifted half a step, he narrowly avoided the tiger claws.
Even when Dai Huabin changed his moves midway through, it only made Huo Yuhao take another half-step.
It was like an old man toying with a child—an absolute suppression of awareness.
The longer Dai Huabin fought, the more frantic he became. The more frantic he became, the angrier he grew!
Huo Yuhao had countless opportunities to counterattack, yet he only dodged and never struck back.
Humiliation!
Naked, blatant humiliation!
"You're courting death!!!"
"Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"
A milky white sphere of light gathered in Dai Huabin's mouth. Huo Yuhao, who had been dodging all along, suddenly stepped forward. He turned sideways and brushed past the tiger claws, slamming an Iron Mountain Shoulder into Dai Huabin's chest while launching a Skyward Cannon into his chin.
He was forcibly silenced, made to swallow the Soul Skill he had been charging.
After doing that, Huo Yuhao swiftly retreated.