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Chapter 59 The Arrogant Double Kill Combination

A few minutes later, Tang San and Xiao Wu finished their battle and found Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were already sitting in the audience. They curiously went over to them.

"Little Ao! Fatty! What are you doing here instead of fighting in the Soul Arena?"

Ma Hongjun and Oscar moved in unison, their legs together, arms braced against their knees, hands supporting their heads, staring intently at the empty arena.

"We're waiting..." Ma Hongjun and Oscar replied in unison without turning their heads.

"Waiting? Waiting for what?"

Tang San was even more puzzled and tilted his head to ask.

"Next up, please welcome the Double Kill Duo versus the Absolute Offense and Defense Duo!" At this moment, the host of the Soul Arena appeared and loudly announced the names of the two duos in the next Soul Battle match.

"They're here!" To Tang San's surprise, Ma Hongjun and Oscar got excited upon hearing the names of the two groups. They looked curiously toward the contestants' location, only to be surprised to find that Han Feng was walking with Dai Mubai, heading toward the Soul Arena.

"Han Feng and Mu Bai teamed up!?"

Tang San gasped in surprise—no wonder he was so astonished; the combination of Dai Mubai and Han Feng was simply too powerful. Their attack and defense were both at the pinnacle among the Shrek Eight Monsters, and their combined combat strength even surpassed that of the remaining six! Of course, this was on the premise that Tang San didn't use any fancy hidden weapons or poisons.

"Don't rush, don't rush! The best is yet to come!"

Oscar glanced at Tang San with the look one might give a country bumpkin, and said mysteriously.

Upon hearing this, Tang San had no choice but to patiently pull Xiao Wu to sit next to Oscar, where he frowned and began to observe.

Meanwhile, Han Feng and Dai Mubai were discussing who should achieve a 'double kill' in the first battle of spirits.

"Who wants to go first?" Han Feng asked in a low voice.

"I'll do it!" Dai Mubai looked at the two people opposite him. One was tall and thin like a stick, and the other was fat like a ball. Apart from that, there was no other information about them, and it was impossible to know what type of Soul Master they were.

This is normal. If a Soul Master doesn't release their Martial Soul, most of them are not much different from ordinary people. At most, Dai Mubai can confirm that the tall and thin Soul Master is probably not a defensive Soul Master.

Han Feng shrugged: "Then you do it!"

This is inherently a gamble with one's life. If they encounter a control-type Soul Master, both Dai Mubai and Han Feng would basically have to surrender on the spot.

"Haha! We brothers are really lucky, we actually ran into two newbies! And they're even wearing masks, are they afraid of losing too badly and not being able to face anyone at home?"

When Han Feng and Dai Mubai arrived at the Soul Battle Platform, the tall, thin Soul Master burst into laughter upon seeing their figures, his eyes filled with mockery.

Dai Mubai and Han Feng were both wearing masks, so the fat and thin brothers naturally couldn't recognize them. They just assumed they were newcomers and naturally resorted to their overused tactic—psychological warfare.

Unfortunately, both Han Feng and Dai Mubai were seasoned veterans with aging fighting spirits, and they didn't even glance at the fat and thin brothers, remaining completely unmoved.

"Tch!" The tall, thin Soul Master scoffed when he saw that his verbal attack had no effect. He whispered to the fat man beside him, "You protect me later. Let's take out the blond one first. The last one looks younger and should be easier to deal with!"

"Five minutes!"

Before the fat and thin brothers could even make a move, Han Feng had already turned around and jumped off the Soul Fighting Platform, heading towards the waiting area without looking back, leaving behind only three words.

Dai Mubai, remaining on the stage, didn't change his expression, nor did he glance at Han Feng. Instead, he looked disdainfully at the fat and thin brothers and said contemptuously, "For some reason, I must deal with you as soon as possible..."

"So let's skip that nonsensical part and start the Soul Battle right away!" Dai Mubai roared, and the Evil-Eyed White Tiger instantly possessed him. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, floated behind him, and the domineering aura of the king of beasts swept across the entire Soul Battle Arena!

"What are Han Feng and Mu Bai doing?! Why did Han Feng step down from the stage? Don't they want to win? Is Han Feng going to let Mu Bai fight two against one?"

Tang San, sitting below the stage, exclaimed in surprise, staring at Han Feng and Dai Mubai in confusion, not understanding what they were doing.

Seeing Tang San's expression, Ma Hongjun and Oscar exchanged a smile and quickly told Tang San what had happened backstage.

After listening to the two, Tang San's face showed a strange expression - Dai Mubai and Han Feng are really playing dirty tricks, using the Soul Battle as a wager, aren't they afraid that Grandmaster will cause them trouble!

"Why did that kid leave? Scared?"

"I don't think so. Judging from the posture, it seems like that blond youth is preparing to take on two people at once..."

"One against two? Dude, you're kidding me. This is the Soul Master Arena. The opposing team is a high-level Soul Master with cultivation levels above level 35. You're telling me this blond kid is planning to take on two?"

"That's too arrogant, isn't it just attention-seeking?"

Not only Tang San, but the other spectators in the Soul Arena also couldn't understand what Han Feng and Dai Mubai were doing. There were all sorts of opinions, but overall, they didn't have a good impression of them.

"You mean you're planning to take on both of us brothers by yourself!?"

On the stage, the tall, thin Soul Master narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them, and said in a cold voice.

Dai Mubai reached out his hand, but didn't say anything; he simply beckoned with his finger!

Everything is understood without words!

"Arrogant!" The tall, thin Soul Master roared, his True Body Armor instantly appearing on his body, purplish-black spots emerging on his skin. His tongue, at an incredible length, shot out from his mouth and towards Dai Mubai!

"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly, and instead of grabbing the tongue with his hands, he chose to use the White Tiger Blazing Light Wave, which consumed more soul power, to knock it away.

Dai Mubai was a seasoned veteran, and he could tell at a glance that this person's martial soul was inherently poisonous, so of course he would not take the initiative to touch him!

"Want to hurt my brother? You'll have to get past me first!"

Before the White Tiger's fierce light wave could hit the tall, thin Soul Master, another short, stout Soul Master shouted sharply, activated his True Body Armor, and two tentacles appeared on his head. He carried a snail shell on his back and a seashell-shaped shield appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing the two people's true armor, a glint flashed in Dai Mubai's heterochromatic pupils, and he let out a wicked laugh without batting an eye.

"null!"

The White Tiger's fierce light wave struck the short, stout Soul Master's shield with a muffled thud, but it did not penetrate the shield. The fat and thin brothers stood unharmed behind the shield.

"Ha! You think you can take on two opponents by yourself?!" The tall, thin Soul Master sneered, about to say something, but was interrupted by Dai Mubai.

"I don't have time to waste on your nonsense!"

With that, Dai Mubai held up three fingers and grinned maliciously: "Three moves! I will defeat you within three moves! Resist to your heart's content within the limits of your abilities!"

At first, Dai Mubai was a little worried, worried that the other party was a control-type Soul Master, and worried that the other party's attributes would counter his own, but now...

After just one simple exchange, Dai Mubai had a general idea of ​​the two opponents' positions. With his concerns gone, he naturally became unrestrained!

"You're courting death!" Hearing Dai Mubai's arrogant voice, the tall, thin Soul Master was furious. He snatched the seashell shield from his younger brother's hand, pushed off with his legs, and his speed was almost on par with that of a similarly agile Soul Master—but it was only a straight-line speed, and he couldn't change direction at all.

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with disdain: "Defense? I know someone who, when it comes to defense, is your ancestor!"

"First move!"

First Soul Ring: White Tiger Protective Shield!

Stacked, the third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

(End of this chapter)