Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 162 Super High Score
Dai Huabin's second spirit ring lit up, and he suddenly unleashed a White Tiger Blazing Light Wave.

The combined force shattered the Golden-Eyed Tiger's protective shield, causing the tiger's claws, which were about to strike its own face, to bleed profusely, preventing the tiger from being hit on the head by the opponent's claws.

Even Chen Ping, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but cheer at Dai Huabin's composure under pressure; he certainly had some guts.

At this moment, regardless of whether it was Dai Huabin or the golden-eyed tiger in front of them, both of their protective shields had been broken. Logically speaking, they should proceed slowly and wait a while before making any further plans.

But it was clear that neither Dai Huabin, who had suddenly flipped over and stood up, nor the Hanging-Eyed Tiger, who was licking its bleeding right paw with its barbed tongue, was finished with the White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

Both sides have been provoked to their ferocity.

A fierce glint flashed across Dai Huabin's face, and a deafening roar suddenly erupted from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Dai Huabin seemed to transform into a fierce tiger leaping into the air. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground, extended his tiger claws from his hands, and pounced towards the golden-eyed tiger.

The golden-eyed tiger also turned and pounced with its claws.

For a moment, the gladiator and the tiger were locked in a standoff in the arena, one baring its fangs and claws, the other turning and twisting its body.

Taking advantage of the lingering power of the Vajra Transformation, he stabbed wildly at the Tiger's chest.

The one who was offended by the might of the Beast King aimed at Dai Huabin and lunged to devour him.

Before long, Dai Huabin's upper body, which was ripped apart by the martial spirit, was covered in blood.

The golden-eyed tiger's beautiful crimson fur was now stained with clumps of blood, making it look quite pitiful.

At this moment, neither Dai Huabin nor Diaojinghu dared to relax even slightly.

If one is slow to react or makes a mistake, it will result in the loss of one's three souls and seven spirits.

Time passed second by second, and Dai Huabin and Na Diaojinghu were both gradually approaching their limits.

Both men were breathing rapidly through their nostrils, but they were both staring intently at each other, waiting for the opponent to make a move as soon as possible!

The Tiger with Drooping Eyes is waiting, waiting for Dai Huabin's Vajra Transformation state to end.

Soul beasts at the three-thousand-year level have developed a rudimentary level of intelligence and no longer fight solely based on their instincts.

Analyzing the opponent's condition and setting up basic ambushes are abilities they readily employ when hunting prey.

It was precisely because of this that the fierce-eyed tiger could clearly sense that Dai Huabin's current powerful physique came from external forces, and once this state ended, Dai Huabin would only have one way out: death!
The analysis by the Tiger with the Hanging Eyes is correct. It's a pity that the biggest advantage of a Soul Master over a Soul Beast is that they can learn from the strengths of all Soul Beasts and turn them into their own power.

The Golden-Eyed Tiger's protective shield is powerful, so Soul Masters hunt Golden-Eyed Tigers to obtain the White Tiger's protective shield.

As for the enhancement itself, the best one is the Vajra Tiger, which can double the three-dimensional attributes of attack, speed, and defense for half an hour. In that case, the Soul Master will hunt the Vajra Tiger to obtain the White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

After a half-hour tug-of-war, it was clear that the Golden-Eyed Tiger couldn't hold out for much longer.

Dai Huabin suddenly took a deep breath and, disregarding his injuries, charged fiercely at the Golden-Eyed Tiger once more. This time, the Golden-Eyed Tiger finally flinched.

The tiger with golden, piercing eyes stood upright and suddenly swung its claws, trying to force Dai Huabin back.

Bloodstains immediately appeared on Dai Huabin's shoulders and chest.

But he didn't even blink, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.

At that moment, Dai Huabin exerted force with both legs, his body suddenly sprang up, and he crashed forward.

"Bang—" The golden-eyed tiger's two front paws were struck by Dai Huabin's shoulder, causing it to lean back and lose its balance for the first time.

Seeing this, Dai Huabin fearlessly swung his left arm out in a wide arc, like a steel whip cracking through the air, and ripped heavily into the soft belly of the golden-eyed tiger!
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere!

"Ow!!"

The golden-eyed tiger, in pain with its belly ripped open, mustered its last bit of strength and lashed out with its tail like a steel rod, aiming for Dai Huabin's calf!

If this were to actually happen, Dai Huabin would definitely be knocked down by a tail, and his shinbone would be broken!

Fortunately, the referee reached out a hand in time to block the steel tail, using only his body to stop the powerful tail whip, and then forcibly separated the man and the tiger.

Only then did Dai Huabin finally relax, panting heavily as he stared intently at the dying golden-eyed tiger.

Although he had no fewer than ten wounds from tiger claws on his body and was covered in blood.

However, due to the enhanced defense of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Dai Huabin did not suffer any serious injuries to his bones and muscles; instead, it added to his ferocious aura.

Zhu Lu, standing in the crowd, had a look of amazement in her eyes.

In her eyes, this was the man she admired most! She loved Dai Huabin's strength.

The Soul Masters of Class One and Class Two were deeply shocked.

That was a three-thousand-year-old soul beast! How could it be defeated by Dai Huabin, a second-year student just like me?

The roar of that golden-eyed tiger already made many of them uncomfortable.

They simply couldn't believe how much strength it would take to face and defeat such a terrifying soul beast!

Feeling the respectful yet fearful gazes of his classmates, Dai Huabin discreetly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Damn, this three-thousand-year-old soul beast is incredibly powerful.

If he hadn't made a last-ditch effort and intimidated that golden-eyed tiger, he probably would have really crashed and burned, given his lack of stamina.

If you don't get the basic points and your skill points are cut several times, it might be difficult to even pass the promotion assessment.
However, after his initial stroke of luck, Dai Huabin's face regained its arrogant and lawless demeanor as he looked at Chen Ping again—"I can beat even a three-thousand-year-old soul beast! Are you scared?"
Du Weilun and Yan Shaozhe discussed for a long time on the stage before giving their final scores.

"Dai Huabin, choose a three-thousand-year-old soul beast for the upgrade assessment, base score 140."

"The battle with the three-thousand-year-old soul beast lasted for more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. The head-on confrontation demonstrated the advantages and excellence of a power-attack type soul master."

"Although there were some flaws in the beginning and the end, there is a high probability of injury in the end stage."

"But considering that the soul beast we are facing is a three-thousand-year-old soul beast, overall the flaws do not outweigh the merits, and the skill score is forty-five."

"Dai Huabin, second-grade promotion exam, total score: 185!"

185 points!
This score was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, truly astonishing.

Wu Feng's first place, earned with a score of 170, hadn't even warmed up before Dai Huabin snatched it away!
If Dai Huabin hadn't been so exhausted in the final stages that he couldn't guard against the Golden-Eyed Tiger's last-ditch counterattack, and if he had handled the details better, he could very well have gotten 190 points!
But Dai Huabin believes that this score is more than enough.

After all, even if Chen Ping selected a soul beast of the three thousand years level, it would be difficult to handle it perfectly.

The pressure felt when dealing with a soul beast of one thousand years level is completely different from that of a soul beast of three thousand years level.

(End of this chapter)