The Hell White Tiger's body was half-transparent, its white fur covered in black stripes, its violet eyes each bearing twin pupils. It stretched a full eight meters long. Its four claws dug into the stone tiles, and the slightest lift sent chips flying. It looked down at Zhu Zhuqing, a sound like muffled thunder rolling in its throat. The next instant, it threw back its head and roared. The sound rolled across the arena, shaking the entire platform and leaving the crowd struggling to breathe.
Someone in the stands sucked in a sharp breath.
"The Hell White Tiger! That's the Star Luo Imperial Family's Hell White Tiger!"
"Can a single Soul King stand up to a monster like that?"
"That second daughter of the Zhu Family is in for a rough time."
Xiao Wu looked up at the enormous tiger and sighed in wonder.
"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill can make a tiger that big?"
Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly.
"Right? It's my first time seeing one too. Two little kitties turned into one big kitty."
Lin Yuan sat at the edge of the platform, his teacup beside his hand and Soul Power circulating through his body. If Zhu Zhuqing faced the slightest danger, he was ready to act.
The Hell White Tiger raised a paw and brought it down toward Zhu Zhuqing's head.
Instead of retreating, Zhu Zhuqing advanced. Her fifth Soul Ring lit up.
Fifth Soul Skill: Dance of the Dark Night.
She became a flowing dark-purple afterimage, circling the giant tiger. Each slash of her dark-purple dagger left a wound on its body and branded it with a dark-purple mark. As the marks multiplied, she moved faster and faster. Soon, only a dark-purple streak could be seen darting around the tiger, whose claws struck empty air again and