"Well said. We're enemies bound to meet on a narrow road..."
Tiger Arm Douluo Chen Hu stepped back with his right foot, then drew his left foot back half a step. As he retreated, his hands swept back and clasped before his navel, forming fists with the knuckles facing forward.
"Death Prison Douluo, others may fear ultimate martial souls, but we of the Body Sect do not!
"Body martial souls are born in accordance with the will of heaven and earth. Let's see whether you can withstand these tiger arms of mine!"
The Body Sect disciples revered only body martial souls, which were part of their own bodies. Moreover, they were recognized across the Douluo Continent as the soul masters least reliant on soul skills, spending their entire lives honing combat techniques.
Chen Hu was the Body Sect's chief elder, a Rank 96 Titled Douluo. His combat technique had been developed by observing tiger soul beasts, mimicking their forms and grasping their essence before forging it into a fist art!
Tiger Form Fist!
The moment he spoke, Chen Hu began to change. The demonic tiger tattoos on his arms blazed brilliantly as two enormous tigers, one black and one white, awakened. Intense silver light enveloped his body.
Silver-rank second awakening of a body martial soul, a one hundred percent boost!
Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings rose fiercely beneath his feet. His seventh soul ring shone as violent Soul Power surged outward, sending a wave-like pulse of Soul Power rolling through the underground space.
"Death Prison Douluo, pay for my disciple's life!"
In his Martial Soul Avatar state, Chen Hu's arms became extraordinarily thick. His manifested tiger claws resembled five short spears fused together. He stomped down with his right foot, propelling himself like a cannonball toward