Hell White Tiger
On the stage, Dai Weisi spoke first, "Mubai, I didn't expect you to get this far. I heard you didn't participate in the previous matches—was it because you were too weak and didn't dare to go?"
Dai Mubai met his gaze, his voice steady. "Brother, give up. I am no longer the same as before."
Dai Weisi chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Oh, my Mubai's been gone for a few years, and he's gone from a playboy to someone who knows how to be polite? It's been ages since he called me 'brother'."
On the other side, Zhu Zhuyun coldly looked at Zhu Zhuqing, her voice not loud, but every word was barbed. "Silly girl, you actually chased this coward all the way from the Star Luo Empire to Heaven Dou for him. Go home after this duel is over, your family misses you very much."
Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes, her voice clear and firm. "I will go back after the competition. But I will go back openly and honestly."
Both released their Martial Soul simultaneously. Dai Weisi's four Soul Ring lit up, yellow and purple, indicating he was a level 49 Battle Soul Ancestor. Zhu Zhuyun's Soul Ring Configuration was the best combination.
However, the blond youth on Shrek's side had five Soul Ring shining on him—yellow, purple, and black. That black Fifth Soul Ring was particularly eye-catching on the arena.
The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in chaos.
The referee's voice trembled. "This—this is Shrek Team's trump card? It's actually a Soul King!"
In the stands, Feng Xiaotian's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a fist. He turned and glared at Wang Xingyu: "Holy crap, your Shrek Team actually had such a big one hidden away?"
Flender stood at the edge of the waiting area, laughing loudly, and slapped Yu Xiaogang hard on the shoulder, making the Grandmaster stagger forward. "Hahaha! That's awesome! Look at their expressions—they're absolutely astonishing! They thought only the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall could reach the Soul King level, but they never expected that my disciple, Flender's disciple, would also be Soul King! Hahaha!"
Dai Weisi's gaze lingered on his younger brother's black Soul Ring for a moment, a fleeting look of surprise crossing his face before a genuine smile appeared—not mockery, not contempt, but rather a smile that defied easy comprehension.
"Sure, little brother. Let's have a showdown today."
The referee raised his right arm and swung it down sharply. The match began.
Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, the four figures collided almost simultaneously.
The sounds of fists, kicks, and Soul Skill clashing were so dense, like a torrential downpour striking iron, creating a continuous clanging and banging. The other members of the Star Luo Royal Academy wanted to step forward to help, Xiao Wu Teleportation and stood in front of one of them.
Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line blocked the other person's path at the same instant.
Tang San spread his Blue Silver Grass from his palm, his voice calm. "Your opponents are us."
In the core area of the four-person battle, Zhu Zhuqing was actually pressing Zhu Zhuyun's attack. She was faster than her opponent, and each strike of her Hell Claw precisely cut off Zhu Zhuyun's retreat. Zhu Zhuyun's face was already showing obvious anxiety.
Even more surprisingly, Dai Mubai and Dai Weisi fought to a draw.
Their fists collided, and their Soul Power exploded. Dai Weisi stared at his younger brother, who was inches away, and grinned. "Little brother, you've grown so much, but you're still as weak as before. Show me your true strength!"
He swung his right fist, which was wrapped in golden Soul Power, and punched Dai Mubai in the face. He then threw a second punch—but Dai Mubai caught it with one hand.
Dai Mubai raised his head, blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth from the beating, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light. "Good." His Fifth Soul Ring lit up, and he activated the White Tiger Demon God Transformation.
White Soul Power burned around him as if it were a tangible substance, followed by a torrent of White Tiger Meteor Shower erupting from his mouth, a dense barrage of white light projectiles raining down on Dai Weisi.
Dai Weisi's Fourth Soul Skill, Furious Roar, met the attack head-on. The two forces collided, and the shockwave pushed both of them backward simultaneously.
But this time, Dai Weisi was completely at a disadvantage. He retreated repeatedly in the face of the meteor shower amplified by the White Tiger Demon God Transformation, his footsteps carving two deep furrows in the ground. "Keep going!" he steadied himself and shouted hoarsely.
Dai Mubai stopped. A tear slid down his face.
"Coward!" Dai Weisi rushed forward and punched him away. Zhu Zhuyun also took the opportunity to withdraw from Zhu Zhuqing's attack. The two looked at each other at the same time - Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing reacted just as quickly. The two stood side by side, their Martial Soul spirits intertwined, and another Hell White Tiger rose up from the ground on the arena.
The two enormous White Tiger collided violently in the center of the arena, their claws tearing through the air, and the aftershocks of their Soul Power causing the protective shields at the edge of the arena to hum.
The remaining members of the Star Luo Team had already been dealt with by the Shrek team, and were thrown off the stage one by one.
At this moment, only five Shrek members remained on the edge of the ring, watching the fight. Ma Hongjun and Oscar even pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from somewhere, and were about to put them in their mouths when the referee glanced at them. The two immediately stuffed the sunflower seeds back into their pockets in perfect unison.
The battle between the two Hell White Tiger reached its climax.
In the first few rounds, they could barely manage a draw, but gradually, the White Tiger formed by Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's fusion became more and more ferocious, while the one formed by Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun became weaker and weaker, being suppressed and forced to retreat step by step, until it finally didn't even have the strength to get up.
Dai Weisi, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, lay on the ground, looking up at his younger brother standing before him, and suddenly laughed, "Haha—well done. Keep it up!"
The Hell White Tiger raised its claws high.
Dai Weisi closed his eyes, waiting for the fatal blow to land. But the punch stopped in mid-air.
"Brother," Dai Mubai's voice was very soft, so soft that only those in the arena could hear it, "Let's stop this game of brothers killing each other. Let's break it."
Dai Weisi opened his eyes, and the smile on his face froze!
He stared at Dai Mubai, his tone filled with disbelief and a hint of anger or something else he couldn't quite define. "Are you a child? What are you dreaming about?"
"No, I wasn't dreaming." Dai Mubai raised his head, his voice as steady as a mountain. "Our future is in our own hands. My fate is in my own hands!"
The moment the words left his mouth, a pair of enormous wings suddenly unfurled from the back of the Hell White Tiger.
White wings spread out, shrouding the entire arena in shadow. The White Tiger stood tall, its wings flapping, and carried Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing into the air.
In the stands, Feng Xiaotian sprang up from his seat, staring up at the winged White Tiger. "Wow—your Martial Soul Fusion Skill can even fly? Is this the legendary 'like a tiger with wings'?"
Wang Xingyu leaned back in his chair, watching the White Tiger circling in the sky. "Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger. Perhaps the Martial Soul could work in tandem with your Godwind Academy."
Feng Xiaotian seemed to be deep in thought after hearing this.