Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 144 Fang-Attached Slash (10,000 words per day)

On the battle stage, Dai Huabin roared like a tiger. With the roar, Dai Huabin's body swelled up again, and white hair mixed with black tiger stripes surged out of his body, knocking Wang Dong back a few steps.

Zhu Lu bit her lip, her entire body enveloped in a faint black light, her movements ethereal, almost transparent. She lunged at Dai Huabin with outstretched arms.

At this moment, they only had eyes for each other. Dai Huabin's pupils merged into one, but the coldness in his eyes remained unchanged. On the contrary, Zhu Lu's gaze became gentle and tender, as if she could melt him.

The auras of the White Tiger and the Netherworld Cat merged completely at this moment. The feeling was wondrous; the White Tiger seemed to devour the Black Cat, and intense fluctuations of soul power erupted from their fused bodies like a geyser. The black and white light completely merged into one amidst the spreading golden halo—it was a feeling of sublimation.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's bodies vanished the instant they merged, leaving only a gigantic white tiger in the assessment area. The white tiger was entirely transparent, with white fur and black stripes, and purple eyes. Its body was covered in bloodstains, and blood was seeping from its claws.

Qian Daoliu once told Huo Yuhao that the key to the Martial Soul Fusion Skill lies in the fusion itself. In addition to their strength, the injuries on the two people who perform the fusion skill will also be shared. As a result, most of the wounds that Huo Yuhao left on Zhu Lu have disappeared, except for the wound on the tiger paw, which is still bleeding.

The combination of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and the Netherworld Spirit Cat has given rise to the colossal figure now standing in the center of the assessment area, exceeding eight meters in length and two meters in height. This is their Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Netherworld White Tiger!

The enormous white tiger's body appeared somewhat transparent, almost ethereal, while Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's figures had already vanished into thin air. Its massive body crouched slightly, and in the next instant, it created a ripple of transparency, hurtling towards Wang Dong at terrifying speed.

As the massive white tiger pounced, it proudly raised its head, its arrogant gaze overlooking the world fully displaying its domineering presence and kingly demeanor.

Using his martial spirit, Wang Dong nimbly dodged the Netherworld White Tiger's pounce and flew towards Huo Yuhao's location. Huo Yuhao, meanwhile, was carrying his sword and walking step by step towards the Netherworld White Tiger.

Huo Yuhao's previously restrained killing intent surged forth once more, transforming into a gray cloud that enveloped half of the Soul Arena. Although the Netherworld White Tiger was enormous, it was suppressed once again by the figure slowly approaching it, just as it had been at the beginning.

Beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, a yellow and a purple spirit eye soul ring slowly descended. The yellow soul ring shimmered, and a ball of golden flame leaped from Huo Yuhao's index and middle fingers, which were joined together.

Holding the katana horizontally in front of his chest, its blade as clean as a mirror, Huo Yuhao's cold and handsome face was reflected. Then, Huo Yuhao's two fingers gently slid across the blade, and his right hand, which was holding the katana, slowly withdrew to the right.

As Huo Yuhao's two fingers slowly slid across the blade, a ball of golden flame appeared in an incomprehensible form and adhered to the longsword, enveloping it entirely.

The golden flames leaping on the blade cast a huge shadow on Huo Yuhao's figure, echoing the immense killing intent emanating from him.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu stared at Huo Yuhao and suddenly realized that his temperament had changed again.

If Huo Yuhao's demeanor at the beginning of his battle with Zhu Lu still carried a hint of disdain, then now Huo Yuhao's eyes are filled only with a morbid thirst for victory, and he disdains everything else.

That look reminded him of someone, someone he was determined to surpass.

"Don't look at me like that!"

The enormous Netherworld White Tiger moved, bringing with it gusts of foul wind. Huo Yuhao's overwhelming killing intent, his morbidly thirsty eyes for victory, and his complete disregard for everything else made him a carbon copy of that man.

The enormous tiger claw, carrying a scorching wind and a violent, sharp force, slammed down towards Huo Yuhao. Many teachers in the spectator area watched this attack and couldn't help but feel a chill for Huo Yuhao, as the power of this strike was in no way inferior to that of a Soul Master-level expert!

Huo Yuhao, who was originally holding the knife with one hand, flipped his wrist and turned the knife into two hands. Without dodging or avoiding, he used the knife in his hand to meet the powerful claw head-on!

"Clang!"

The violent force slammed into the blade, causing it to emit a dull groan. Huo Yuhao was blasted back several steps, his feet scraping the ground as the blade slammed into the Soul Fighting Platform, spitting out a burst of sparks, before he could barely stop.

The Netherworld White Tiger formed by Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu also felt its claws trembling. It seemed that part of the power they had unleashed was violently bounced back by Huo Yuhao, making their claws numb. Where the claws met the blade, a wisp of golden flame was burning, wantonly scorching the wounds on the Netherworld White Tiger's claws.

"How many times can you catch them?!"

The Netherworld White Tiger stomped its paw, but finding it unable to extinguish the golden flames clinging to Huo Yuhao's blade, it roared and pounced on Huo Yuhao again. But this time, Huo Yuhao did not take the blow head-on. Instead, he crouched down and took a step to avoid the attack, then burrowed into the Netherworld White Tiger's abdomen.

Swish swish!

Three cold lights flashed almost simultaneously. The Netherworld White Tiger felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Without even looking, he knew that this was the wound Huo Yuhao had left on him.

Without a forced retreat to create distance from Huo Yuhao, Zhu Lu's soul power reserves were not abundant. Dai Huabin had also used the White Tiger Blazing Light Wave and the White Tiger Vajra Transformation before, so the duration of their Netherworld White Tiger was not as long as expected.

Suddenly, it fell to one side, its huge body lying on the ground, exposing Huo Yuhao's figure to everyone's view again. Then, its huge tiger claws scraped against the ground of the Soul Arena and slammed towards Huo Yuhao once more.

Huo Yuhao raised his sword to parry again, but was blasted back. The Netherworld White Tiger sprang to its feet, using the momentum it had gained from lying on its side to roll over and stand up again, though it now had three bloody wounds on its abdomen.

This time, Huo Yuhao was the first to make a move. The second ring of the millennium beneath his feet shone with a dazzling purple light. Huo Yuhao leaped forward, and a gust of wind rose from beneath his feet, swirling around towards his right arm holding the sword, followed by the blade.

With a sudden horizontal slash, the katana, burning with golden flames, swung through the air. In an instant, the golden flames and gale that had been wrapped around the blade detached from the sword and transformed into an extremely dazzling golden blade light, slashing towards the Netherworld White Tiger.

"boom!!!"

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire, aided by the wind, surged upwards with the help of the gale, transforming into a three-zhang-long sword aura that roared past and exploded from the Netherworld White Tiger's body. The explosive force, carrying a scorching heat, engulfed the Netherworld White Tiger.

(End of this chapter)