Dai Mubai Defeated

This punch was thrown in fury, Soul Power surging, the air compressed until it erupted with sharp blasts.

Yet there was not the slightest ripple in Zhu Zhuqing's violet eyes.

The instant the wind of his fist reached her, her figure spread apart like ink dripping into water—no, it did not spread apart. She was simply too fast. As an afterimage remained where she had been, her true body had already circled behind and to the side of Dai Mubai like a ghost.

The third soul ring flared with a dark glow.

"Netherworld Shadow Escape!"

Dai Mubai's heart sank. That speed...

"Dai Mubai, do you only know how to clash head-on?"

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing spoke again, as if four voices rang out from four directions at once, cool and clear, carrying a faint trace of disappointment.

"Shut up!"

He roared, and the fourth soul ring on his body lit up again as White Tiger Meteor Shower gathered its power, ready to unleash.

Since he could not tell them apart, he would cover them all!

Golden points of light rapidly condensed around him, on the verge of becoming a sky full of streaming fire.

At that very instant.

The "Zhu Zhuqings" on his left and right moved at the same time.

The figure on the left leaped into the air, sharp claws going straight for the crown of his head, while the figure on the right sped close to the ground, claw wind sweeping toward his lower body.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and forcibly redirected the Meteor Shower he had been charging, most of it blasting toward the figure in the air while a smaller part intercepted the attack below.

He chose to trust his battle instincts—the one in the air had the sharper momentum. It was very