Seeing Ma Hongjun's body hurtling toward him like a ball of flesh, Dai Mubai frowned tightly. Yet instead of catching him, he merely snorted coldly, flashed aside, and nimbly dodged.
Bang!
Ma Hongjun slammed heavily into the ground, his head split open and bleeding, his face bruised and swollen.
"Dai... Dai Lao Da... you?"
Without pausing in the slightest, Dai Mubai leaped into the air. His Third Spirit Ring suddenly lit up, turning his entire body bright silver as a streak of golden light gathered over his tiger claws. He roared:
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
Then, he struck fiercely at Xiao Rui'er with his palm!
"Hmph..."
Xiao Rui'er's expression did not change. A disdainful curve touched her lips as she slowly raised her right fist.
The next instant, two yellow and two purple Soul Rings rose spinning from beneath her feet. She was clearly a Four-Ring Soul Master! The purple Soul Ring in the third position lit up.
"Third spirit skill—Golden Dragon Fist!"
With a sharp cry, Xiao Rui'er's fist instantly transformed into the head of a Golden Giant Dragon. Blazing golden light carried the force of splitting the air as it met Dai Mubai's tiger claw head-on!
Crack!
As expected, the sound of bones breaking rang through the air once more.
"Ah—"
Immediately afterward came another agonized scream!
Dai Mubai's tiger palm was instantly shattered by the golden light. He was as if struck by lightning, sent flying backward and crashing heavily beside Ma Hongjun, scattering dust and blood across the ground.
"Impossible! Even if she's a Soul Ancestor, she couldn't have beaten me this badly with one punch, could she?" Dai Mubai forced himself upright, his face changing drastically as disbelief filled his eyes.
He had never imagined that after activating his third spirit skill, White Tiger Vajra