Chapter 325 Purple Giant Tiger!

A golden flame-like momentum rose from Long Aotian's body, and this momentum was like a roaring dragon, rushing straight into the sky.

The golden flames rolled around him, forming a flame barrier that enveloped him.

The light of the flames reflected on his face, and his angular face showed a sense of determination and resoluteness, making him look like a god of war walking out of the flames.

At the same time, a huge figure suddenly appeared behind him. The figure was several feet tall and almost touched the sky above the competition stage.

The figure was silver-white and radiated dazzling light, like a god descending from the nine heavens.

Looking closely, although the figure looked very blurry, it was vaguely visible that it was somewhat similar to Long Aotian. It was his martial spirit true body!

With the appearance of the figure, the atmosphere on the entire competition stage changed.

The temperature suddenly rose, and the air seemed to be burning. A suffocating sense of oppression spread, making everyone present feel depressed, as if a mountain was pressing on their chests, and even breathing became difficult.

And the aura on Long Aotian's body also began to soar wildly at this moment. Originally only the strength of the early Soul Saint, he broke through to the middle Soul Saint in an instant.

Then, the bottleneck of the late Soul Saint was also easily broken through by him. Finally, his soul power fluctuations stayed at the peak of the Soul Saint, and he was only one step away from the realm of Soul Douluo!

This is the power of the body martial soul, which can forcibly improve one's strength and achieve the ability to fight across levels.

Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of fiery colors. Logically speaking, his previous martial soul was also the body martial soul.

Although it is now fused, it still has some characteristics left.

If he can understand something in this battle with Long Aotian, maybe he can also perform this move.

"Try his mental power."

Huo Yuhao muttered to himself.

It can be seen that the first soul ring on Huo Yuhao's body shines brightly, with a lustrous yellow and white. Because he has raised his own spiritual power to the extreme, his imitation soul skills can no longer conceal the true color of the soul ring.

Two purple-gold lights cut through the sky and instantly arrived in front of Long Aotian.

Long Aotian stood there, motionless. Facing Huo Yuhao's fierce mental attack, he slowly raised his hands and made a strange movement in front of his chest.

He raised his right hand slightly, with his palm facing left, his five fingers slightly bent, and his fingertips naturally drooping, as if holding a ball of invisible energy.

At the same time, his left palm stood up, with his five fingers together and his fingertips facing the sky. His palm and right hand were facing each other from a distance, forming a strange echo.

As this movement was completed, a layer of lustrous luster slowly rippled from his body, like ripples on a calm surface of water.

This light was crystal clear, exuding a soft but powerful aura, enveloping him. As the light shone, Long Aotian's figure gradually blurred, as if he had turned into a finely crafted jade sculpture, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

At the same time, with a light "hum", Huo Yuhao's soul impact also arrived. The two purple-gold lights were like two spirit snakes, instantly entwining the jade sculpture that Long Aotian had transformed into, trying to invade it.

A layer of dazzling purple-gold light suddenly lit up on the surface of the jade sculpture, as if it was ignited, but then, this layer of purple-gold spread out like ripples and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Long Aotian groaned, and felt a powerful force that was overwhelming and unstoppable bombarding his soul shield, shaking his blood.

His body shook, and the bright light on his body was like a candle flame blown by the wind, flickering and looking a little scattered.

Huo Yuhao looked solemn, and he resisted the surging of blood in his body and took a deep breath.

Long Aotian's defense just now seemed simple, but it contained a skill he had never seen before. It completely integrated his mental power, soul power and himself, and even formed a certain resonance with the surrounding heaven and earth energy, which shocked Huo Yuhao.

He understood that in the previous attack, Long Aotian was not simply defending, but integrating attack and defense into one, and dissolving his attack in a way that was almost "Tao".

This feeling was as if he was not facing a person, but a towering mountain, a vast ocean, full of invincible power.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with brilliance. He longed for this kind of power and longed to reach this realm!

After Long Aotian stabilized his body, he stared at Huo Yuhao with a burning gaze, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and the whole person shot towards Huo Yuhao like an arrow from a string, as fast as lightning, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and in an instant he closed the distance between him and Huo Yuhao!

Suddenly, a strong soul power fluctuation erupted from Long Aotian's body, and a circle of soul rings rose from his feet.

The first soul ring, representing the yellow of ten years, exuded a warm light. The second soul ring, representing the purple of a hundred years, flickered with a faint halo.

The third soul ring, also purple, the light of the hundred-year soul ring seemed more condensed. The fourth soul ring, surprisingly, represented the black of the ten-thousand-year soul beast, exuding a deep and powerful aura.

The fifth soul ring, still black, the pressure of the ten-thousand-year soul ring was even heavier. The sixth soul ring, still black, the terrifying aura of the ten-thousand-year soul beast almost condensed into substance.

The seventh soul ring was still black, and the powerful pressure of the four ten thousand year soul rings moved everyone present.

Seven soul rings, and it was a seven soul rings with four ten thousand year soul rings that exceeded the best ratio.

Although not as good as Huo Yuhao's eight soul rings, everyone present could feel that Long Aotian was a real soul saint.

Definitely not the kind of soul saint who got up on drugs.

His cultivation was obviously achieved through his own hard work. And such a soul saint, born in the body sect. How terrible! Four ten thousand year soul rings, such a soul ring level has even surpassed the unbroken Douluo next to him.

Zheng Zhan only has four ten thousand year soul rings.

The body sect, there is such a strong man in the younger generation. Everyone's face changed drastically.

Even on the rostrum, Prince Xu Tianran, Jing Hongchen and the mysterious national teacher, after seeing the seven soul rings rising from Long Aotian's body, their auras fluctuated.

The moment Long Aotian showed the second awakening of his martial soul, his identity could not be concealed.

The body sect was actually hidden in the Snow Demon Sect.

What a good plan!

A hundred meters away, in front of the smooth Long Aotian, it was just a matter of seconds.

Without any extra movements or releasing soul skills, he raised his right hand and made a virtual pressing motion towards Huo Yuhao.

Suddenly, the entire competition stage trembled slightly. In Huo Yuhao's feeling in front of him, his opponent was not only Long Aotian, but also all the air in the protective cover of the competition stage. Even the sunlight became part of the enemy.

Although the vision did not appear, in Huo Yuhao's eyes, there was a feeling of the world changing color.

Is it a fighting skill that combines heaven and earth?

He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. Huo Yuhao's body also trembled slightly, and then a purple light and shadow came out of him.

He himself turned completely purple.

That purple light and shadow turned out to be his martial soul. Although it was illusory, the moment it appeared, Long Aotian felt that all the pressure he had exerted on Huo Yuhao was borne by this light and shadow.

This golden light and shadow looked somewhat familiar. A purple giant tiger roared to the sky and blocked Long Aotian's palm head-on.

There was no deafening roar, no earth-shaking tremor, only a slight "puff" sound, as if a bubble burst.

At the moment the two sides came into contact, all the attacks released by Long Aotian seemed to converge at one point in an instant, turning into a white jade-colored light that was condensed to the extreme. This light was so dazzling and so sharp that it seemed to be able to penetrate everything in the world.

And the purple giant tiger faced this fatal blow without dodging or avoiding it. It roared to the sky, and the purple light on its body rolled violently like boiling magma, and finally condensed into a deep vortex in front of it.

This purple vortex exuded a palpitating breath, as if it could swallow everything, even light could not escape.

The white jade light and the purple vortex, one is extremely sharp, the other is deep swallowing, the two collided in the air, but strangely no sound was made.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and space seemed to solidify at this moment. There were only visible ripples, with the contact point of the two as the center, spreading out to the surroundings.

The white jade light continued to go deeper into the purple vortex, but it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire and could not move forward, and the purple vortex was also shaking under the impact of the white jade light, as if it would collapse at any time.

Huo Yuhao stood there without moving, as if he had really turned into a sculpture, without any change. But the purple light and shadow in front of him shattered the next moment when the light curtain exploded.

Long Aotian stood there motionless, but in his eyes, he revealed an unconcealed surprise. He didn't expect that his attack under the awakening of his martial soul was actually blocked.

Even with Long Aotian's cultivation, he couldn't follow up at the moment when the two sides collided and exploded. In the next moment, the purple light condensed again, the left claw retracted, and the right claw collapsed.

Between the two claws, a vortex with a diameter of only about one foot, but presented in pure gold, flew out from the purple light and hit Long Aotian.

Long Aotian took a step back, raised his right arm high, and stood up like a knife. In an instant, his entire arm and body turned jade-colored. Behind him, a twisted long knife made of compressed air was faintly lit.

"Chi--" A sharp whistle.

The golden vortex was broken. But the white jade-colored knife light was instantly crushed into powder.

Long Aotian tapped the ground with his toes, and his figure slid back gracefully. Every step accurately controlled the distance and just retreated half a step.

This seemingly simple collision caused a storm in his heart, and he deeply realized that the danger was far beyond the confrontation of soul skills.

He watched the purple light and shadow in front of Huo Yuhao shatter again and dissipate in the air, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

However, before he could think about it, Huo Yuhao's face had turned pale, and his right hand was retracted to his chest like lightning, and his five fingers were clenched, and then pushed out violently.

With Huo Yuhao's action, the purple light and shadow condensed into shape again. This time, the light and shadow's hands were clasped in front of his chest, as if accumulating some terrifying power.

A murderous aura instantly spread out, covering the entire competition stage, making Long Aotian feel palpitations.

Long Aotian, who had entered the state of unity of man and nature, was not as strong in mental power as Huo Yuhao, but his perception was even better, especially his sensitivity to crisis.

When the purple light and shadow condensed in front of Huo Yuhao again, Long Aotian felt his heart suddenly contract, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and breathing became difficult.

Then, the heart began to pump blood frantically again, and the blood in the whole body seemed to rush to the top of his head in an instant, making him dizzy.

The hairs on his body stood up, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. With his cultivation and the state of unity of man and nature, cold sweat broke out on his back.

That feeling was like being stared at by an extremely poisonous snake. If you are not careful, it will take your life.

"How is it possible? Is this the power of Soul Douluo?"

Long Aotian was extremely shocked, but he was not swallowed by fear. Instead, it stimulated his strong desire to survive.

He knew that this was not the time to hesitate, and he had to dodge as quickly as possible!

Long Aotian tapped the ground with his toes, and the whole person flew backwards like an arrow, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

At the same time, he swung his arms in front of him in a big circle, and his originally bronze skin turned completely white like jade at this moment. On the surface of his skin, a layer of faint silver-white light rippled, as if covered with a layer of holy light.

"Roar--"

A low roar sounded from behind Long Aotian, and a huge silver-white human-shaped phantom slowly emerged, perfectly merging with his body. That was his original martial soul.

"The original martial soul awakened for the second time! It was used again!" On the viewing platform, a soul master elder exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief.

At the moment when Long Aotian completed all this, the purple light in front of Huo Yuhao moved. Its two claws, clasped together in front of its chest, suddenly swung horizontally, and a thin golden light shot out, so fast that it even surpassed the speed of sound.

Wherever the golden light passed, there was no ripple, not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air.

If you don't observe it very carefully, you can't even see its existence.

At least none of the spectators in the competition stage saw this flash of golden light.

It was like a glimmer of light in the deepest night, silently breaking through the darkness, but disappearing in an instant, as if it had never appeared. It even seemed to absorb the light refracted by itself. (End of this chapter)