Chapter 81 Netherworld White Tiger
It was difficult for the Auckland team to win, and many Auckland students had already left the table, unable to bear to watch any more.
The two brothers Shi Mo Shi and Yu Tianheng were like sharp knives piercing the heart of the Auckland team.
Feng Qianli had no choice but to go up to him.
Yu Tianheng's lightning flashed and cracked Feng Qianli's tortoise shell just by looking at him.
After the battle until now, Feng Qianli's soul power had reached rock bottom.
Claw after claw, the cracks in the tortoise shell became wider and wider. Feng Qianli vomited blood, but never retreated.
Just one more claw and the basalt turtle's shell will disintegrate.
"A good opponent."
Looking at Feng Qianli, who stood firm on his shoulders and never gave up, Yu Tianheng praised him.
The atmosphere in the Soul Fighting Arena was somewhat silent. All the students in Auckland felt a sense of humiliation. It was hard for anyone to feel that their team was being ravaged in their own academy.
At the VIP table.
Principal Jackson sighed: "This kid is good at everything, but he is too stubborn."
He explained to the two people around him: "He is my adopted child. He grew up in Auckland. He values Auckland's honor more than anyone else."
"Even if there is no doubt that he will fail, he will persevere."
"Forget it, we're not strong enough, it's time to admit defeat."
At this moment, Salas's eyes flashed and he interrupted Principal Jackson.
"Wait and see, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
"Turnaround?" Jackson looked at the spirit fighting arena in confusion.
Dai Yao stared blankly at Feng Qianli's unrelenting fight, feeling a little touched in his heart.
After a cruel upbringing, he gradually closed his heart, thinking twice about every move, without emotions. Only when you are with Zhu Zhuqing and others can you open up the ice in your heart a little.
Getting along with other people is all about calculation.
But when he arrived in the Tiandou Empire, he suddenly discovered something was different.
The kind Principal Jackson, the determined Feng Qianli, Dai Yuanyi and Luo Ling who tried their best to delay Yu Tianheng, and the high expectations of everyone when they entered the spirit fighting arena.
This is completely different from the Star Luo Empire.
The expectations of the Auckland students fell heavily on him, but he felt a sense of genuine joy.
This is something I have never experienced in the Star Luo Empire.
The idea of testing the strength of his teammates has disappeared, and he does not want to let those expectant eyes become disappointed now.
The situation in front of him was extremely disadvantageous. Even with his strength, he had no chance of winning against seven souls of the same level.
There is only one way to win the game.
That is the martial soul fusion skill.
"Zhuqing!"
Dai Yao shouted to Zhu Zhuqing who was entangled with Oslo.
From Dai Yao's eyes, she understood Dai Yao's thoughts.
Biting his teeth lightly, he turned around, his whole body was glowing with a faint black light, his body was erratic, as if transparent, and he was speeding towards Dai Yao.
A strange wave of soul power immediately appeared in the soul fighting arena.
"No, it's a martial soul fusion skill!"
Yu Tianheng was startled. He was well-informed and immediately understood what it was and shouted urgently:
"Stop them, don't let them fuse!"
Regardless of the load on his body, Yu Tianheng once again used his second soul skill, and thousands of rays of lightning shot towards Dai Yao and the other two.
The expressions of everyone in the Imperial Fighting Team changed wildly, and they immediately ran towards the place where Dai Yao and the two men gathered. If martial souls fuse, they might capsize in the gutter!
The audience who originally wanted to leave the Soul Fighting Arena saw this turn of events, and they suddenly gained some hope. They sat down and watched the game intently.
"Too late!"
Dai Yao said coldly.
Zhu Zhuqing was extremely fast, and his explosive step speed was not slow either. He was comparable to an agility attack type soul master. In just a few breaths, the two came together.
At this moment, Dai Yao only saw Zhu Zhuqing in his eyes, and he opened his arms to face Zhu Zhuqing's shadow.
The two people disappeared on the field, and then, a huge white tiger appeared on the spirit fighting field.
The white tiger is completely transparent, with wings growing on its back. The king character on its forehead is golden, exuding a sacred aura. A crystal crown appears on the top of the white tiger's head, with astonishing power.
The most surprising thing is that the white tiger's eyes have different colors, one is golden and the other is crystal clear.
The martial souls of Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing are not the white tiger martial soul and the ghost spirit cat martial soul, but the more powerful sacred white tiger and ghost master.
Much more powerful than the ordinary Nether White Tiger.
Although the two martial arts mutated, it did not affect the fusion of the two martial arts.
In the spirit fighting arena, everyone stared blankly at the terrifying white tiger, their faces extremely shocked, as if time had stood still at this moment.
Even the three people in the VIP seats were breathing heavily.
After a while, Ning Fengzhi congratulated: "Dean Jackson, Auckland is very lucky. With these two people, we have already secured a spot in the next competition."
Jackson finally reacted at this time and hurriedly said a few words of humility.
In the spirit fighting field, the eliminated players in Auckland and the players on the field all showed expressions of surprise. Dai Yuanyi struggled to get up and laughed and cursed:
"This guy has such a powerful trump card, but he still hides it. When the game is over, he must be taught a lesson."
Feng Qianli, who was struggling to hold on, looked up at the white tiger in shock. The spirit of perseverance that he had always insisted on suddenly disappeared. He lay on the ground and laughed with relief.
"With you two, there is finally hope for this competition."
The one who felt the deepest feeling was undoubtedly the Imperial Fighter Team.
The Netherworld White Tiger just released its breath, which made them tremble uncontrollably.
Yu Tianheng had a look of horror on his face and swallowed uncontrollably, but he reacted quickly.
"Martial soul fusion skills consume a huge amount of soul power. As long as they wait until their soul power is exhausted, they can win!"
The other six members of the Imperial Fighting Team woke up with a start. Shi Momo Graphite was at the front, Yufeng Osluo was on the two wings, and Yu Tianheng was in the middle, protecting Dugu Yan and Ye Lenglen in the rear like shields.
The Netherworld White Tiger raised its head slightly, slowly raised its huge tiger paw, and then suddenly dropped it under the shocked eyes of everyone.
A huge shock wave erupted instantly, and a deep pit appeared in the entire fighting arena. The thick walls of the auditorium exploded at the same time, causing rocks to fly and scare the audience in the front row to retreat in horror.
The field was filled with sand and rocks and smoke.
Four figures shot out from the smoke and embedded themselves in the wall of the auditorium, vomiting blood.
They are Shimomomomo, Osluo and Yufeng.
They groaned in pain, and even a few of their ribs were broken.
The smoke on the field gradually dissipated, and the audience gradually saw the situation on the field.
On the Auckland side, there are four people left: Feng Qianli, Luo Feng, Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing.
Dai Yao hugged Zhu Zhuqing and gasped for air.
The fusion of martial souls consumed extremely much soul power. At this time, Zhu Zhuqing had exhausted all his soul power and fell into a coma in Dai Yao's arms.
Because Dai Yao has liquid soul power, he still has 50% soul power left in his body, and his situation is much better than Zhu Zhuqing's.
The Imperial Fighting Team was in extremely miserable condition.
Yu Tianheng's condition was extremely bad, with bleeding from his mouth and nose, and severe injuries. But luckily, Dugu Yan and Ye Lenglen were successfully protected by sacrificing four people.
Dugu Yan's face turned extremely cold: "How dare you beat Tian Heng into this state? I'm going to kill you!"
The two soul rings on his body lit up, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a cloud of mist floated out, spreading in the air and drifting towards the Auckland team.
