The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"Received!" A shadow suddenly emerged from the mottled ground, a slender, ethereal figure drifting erratically, carrying a dreamlike, ethereal quality. Zhu Lu's cat-like figure quickly approached Dai Huabin.

"What are they doing? Are they having a meltdown? How could an agility-type Soul Master expose themselves right at the start?" the commentator shouted.

The next moment, the two people on the stage radiated brilliant light. Dai Huabin's entire body turned pale and crystalline, like a crystal of light, and he became light.

Zhu Lu, standing beside him, shimmered with a black metallic luster, deep and ethereal, like a black hole.

The two held hands; Dai Huabin's face was cold, while Zhu Lu's was tender and affectionate.

"Wait, is that a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Well done, Netherworld Team!" the commentator exclaimed, his expression changing in an instant.

Black and white beams of light shot into the sky, casting a shadow over the earth. The heavens shone brilliantly, light and darkness intertwined, and a supreme and violent aura surged forth.

Ripples spread across the air, as if infected by a violent atmosphere. In the endless, brilliant black and white, a huge outline emerged, like a divine beast. A powerful airflow swept through, stirring up a huge uproar.

"The Netherworld White Tiger... if it were to become a Martial Soul, it would probably be no weaker than a God-level Martial Soul." Su Ming's black hair fluttered as he gazed at the center of the black and white starry sky above the arena, and he sighed.

Chapter 89 Full Power Unleashed

Billions of beams of light shot into the sky, transforming into countless drops of starlight that showered down upon the audience.

A majestic white tiger appeared on the arena, massive and agile, its body covered in interwoven black and white stripes, resembling intricate and exquisite divine and demonic patterns. Behind it, a pair of black and white wings spread out, shimmering with a crystal-clear radiance, as if cast from crystal.

The Netherworld White Tiger was tall and slender, measuring over ten meters in length. A heavy and noble aura enveloped the entire area, causing everyone's hearts to pound with suppressed fear as they stared directly at the ferocious beast.

As expected of a martial soul fusion skill performed by two Soul Masters together, its fusion degree is at least 70%, and its power is approaching that of a Soul Emperor.

"Seven Treasures Transform into Glazed Pagoda!" Ning Tian, ​​who was used to the overwhelming evil aura of the Netherworld White Tiger, reacted quickly and summoned the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. A magnificent pagoda with flowing light and color appeared in the palm of the heroic girl.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is over a foot tall, crystal clear, and sparkling with seven colors. Its surface is covered with intricate and delicate patterns, and colorful and dazzling gemstones are inlaid on it. When the sunlight shines on it, it emits a dazzling and ever-changing brilliance, exuding an aura of nobility and supreme power, as if it were carved from seven-colored divine crystal.

Ning Tian held the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda in her hands, which faintly emitted a strange fluctuation, invisibly protecting Ning Tian's aura. Then she immediately added amplification to the Netherworld White Tiger, attempting to make its power surge again.

"The Seven Treasures have names, the first being: Speed." Ning Tian's clear voice rang out, and the first soul ring on the pagoda shone brightly. The rich yellow light made the pagoda even more magnificent, and a dazzling beam of colored glass shone on the enormous object in front of it.

The Netherworld White Tiger Shenjun's body swelled up, its long legs burning with black and white flames, as if it were treading on the white clouds of a fairyland.

"The Seven Treasures have a name, and it is called: Strength." Ning Tian connected with his second soul skill, and the Seven-Colored Pagoda shimmered with a glassy luster, while another beam of crystal light fell on the Netherworld White Tiger.

The majestic and domineering Light and Dark Divine Tiger was covered in intricate black and white stripes, like the resurgence of an ancient will, and an aura of divine and demonic dominance spread out.

With its strength and speed both increasing by forty percent, the Netherworld White Tiger unfurled its black and white wings that blotted out the sky, its aura resembling that of a top-tier Soul Emperor.

That wasn't all. At the same time, Tang Li also unleashed her martial spirit, and one after another, bewitching and cold black hibiscus bloomed, with a desolate and decadent aura spreading. The dark petals fell crystal clear, like a curtain on the road to the underworld, beautiful yet tragic.

"Mandala Purple Poison!" "Otherworldly Red Poison!"

The first and second soul skills shone brightly, releasing thick, purplish-red poisonous mist from the blooming Nine-Hearted Black Epiphyllum.

The intricate, life-like black and white patterns of the wandering Netherworld White Tiger were absorbed entirely, rising and falling with the enormous creature's breath, and the surface of its crystalline fur faintly shimmered with a layer of purplish-red light.

The Nine-Hearted Black Epiphyllum forcibly enhances combat power through its poisons. The purple poison mainly increases mental strength and mental resistance, while the red poison causes creatures to enter a berserk state, thus improving strength in all aspects. In terms of amplification power, it is stronger than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The price was just too high.

On the field, the brilliance of the two stunningly beautiful young women was in no way inferior to their Martial Soul Fusion Techniques. Each had their own unique charm; the former was elegant and noble, like a court lady, pure and beautiful. The latter was aloof and cold, her black dress blooming like a black epiphyllum, exuding a dark aura.

The audience was amazed; the two beautiful girls and the black and white sacred tiger complemented each other perfectly.

Almost instantly, the Netherworld White Tiger completed its amplification, striding forward on its four long legs burning with black and white flames, charging towards Su Ming with a majestic and unstoppable momentum, like a god or a demon.

The Netherworld team had clearly practiced beforehand; when the Martial Soul Fusion Skill was activated, each member performed their duties, and the formation was completed in an instant, launching the attack.

Meanwhile, Su Ming's training was equally proficient. After being stunned by the aura of the top predator for a second, the group of "tools" quickly reacted and took action.

"Zhaohua is gone!" Cao Jinxuan moved away from the center of the arena. Above his head was an ancient silver-white metal dial. The golden pendulum swayed, and a layer of viscous silver-white ripples exploded in the arena, sweeping towards the raging, enormous tiger.

"And me, though we are worlds apart!" A towering 33-story phantom tower appeared in Luo Hao's hand. It was completely different in style from the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass, shining with a deep blue light, as if it were a spatial concept. Mysterious arcane patterns spread out, giving it a mechanical cyberpunk feel.

His second soul skill shone brightly, but the movement it released was so subtle that it barely caused any noise; the only thing that happened was a slight distortion in the air between Su Ming and the Netherworld White Tiger.

The two reacted with lightning speed, but unfortunately they were still a second too slow. That one second made all the difference!

"The Seven Treasures have a name: Jie (解)." Ning Tian made continuous attacks, and after amplifying the Netherworld White Tiger, her last purple millennium soul ring shone brightly, accompanied by a dazzling beam of light as the White Tiger charged into battle.

Before the exploding silver-white ripples hit the white tiger, this dazzling beam of light touched the strange spacetime fluctuations first.

As the Netherworld White Tiger charged forward, chaotic ripples spread among the three.

The purification instantly removed the time delay, and the ancient divine beast continued its charge without any pause.

Su Ming felt a strong sense of crisis, the oppressive feeling was suffocating him, and his long-lost passion was boiling. Only such an opponent could be called evenly matched. That sense of uncertainty about the battle situation had returned.

Buzz!

Luo Hao's "So close yet so far" technique worked. The Netherworld White Tiger, which was originally at high speed, paused for a moment when it collided with the invisible, twisted wall.

The difference is like how, until now, people can barely make out a blurry outline that casts a long, narrow shadow with the naked eye, but it disappears from sight the next second.

"咫尺天涯" means exactly what it says. It achieves effects such as slowing down and delaying attacks by increasing the spatial distance between two things. After all, for ranged energy outputs like White Tiger's Blazing Light Wave, the farther the distance traveled, the slower the attack speed becomes, and it may even be worn down in the long space.

The speed of the Netherworld White Tiger is astonishing; it is almost impossible to see its shadow, but when it compresses a wide space into a small area, its shadow can be barely seen.

The price was that Luo Hao coughed up blood on the spot, his face turned pale, and he didn't want to restrict even a top-level Soul Emperor!

Fortunately, Su Ming did not let his efforts go to waste. In that brief pause, the black-haired boy completed the Martial Soul Possession. A pair of jet-black, sky-covering wings unfurled behind him, and a dazzling black-purple mark appeared between his brows.

A layer of obsidian's hard metallic luster flowed across his body as Su Ming unleashed his first soul skill, [Dark Heavenly Evil Power].

Rumble!

The Netherworld White Tiger's massive body was exceptionally swift, its leaping through the air creating a powerful surge of air currents. Even with Su Ming's spiritual power, he could only catch a glimpse of the tiger's twisted head before a colossal shadow, obscuring the sky and the sun, appeared the next moment.

Su Ming only had time to cross his arms.

Boom!

With a loud crash, the white tiger reached out its claws, and the boy's petite body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground and carving a deep furrow. Dust billowed up, and the ground was covered with a dense network of spider webs.

The white tiger stretched out its long legs, nimbly approached Su Ming, and slammed its paw down.

Clang!

A dull clanging sound rang out, the earth trembled, and then Su Ming activated his second soul skill, forcibly lifting up against the giant tiger paw.

The boy staggered to his feet from the deep pit, his hands resting on the enormous tiger's paw. He was covered in dust but unharmed. A smile played on his lips as he looked up slightly and said, "Is this all you've got, Dai Huabin?"

Roar!

As if enraged, the Netherworld White Tiger stared at the human beneath its palm with its malevolent eyes. It opened its blood-red maw, and a highly compressed black and white ball of light shone brightly, emanating a vast energy fluctuation and a destructive aura.

The black and white interwoven ball of light emitted billions of beams of light that pierced through all directions, rendering the surroundings like a black and white pantomime.

The image freezes at that moment.

Chapter Ninety Heavenly Waterfall and Flowing Clouds

The audience was completely bewildered. After the majestic white tiger disappeared, mud lotus flowers exploded on the clean and simple arena, fragments of stone flew everywhere, and the ground inexplicably cracked with dense spiderweb-like marks.

Then, almost consecutive loud bangs were heard, and the situation on the field changed drastically. The figure of the huge white tiger appeared at the other end of the arena, pressing down heavily on Su Ming with both palms. A dazzling black and white sun gathered in its blood-red maw, about to spew it at Su Ming.

"They actually managed to reach this level?" Yan Shaozhe was surprised in the VIP seats. Generally speaking, ordinary people can see the battles of Soul Masters below the Soul King level with the naked eye. Only Soul Masters above the Soul King level, whose speed is so fast that ordinary people cannot see their figures.

In a few seconds, the opponents might have already exchanged several rounds of combat, offering no viewing experience whatsoever. And now, this scene has actually occurred in the Xinhua knockout stage.

"Tyrant Judgment!" Su Ming would not sit idly by and wait for his death. A pair of jet-black wings spread out from his back, covered with thick and dense blue-purple dragon scales, flowing with an eternal steel metallic luster. Then, they split into three pairs of cicada-membrane wings, shining with a crystal-clear blue-purple color.

A flash of purple-blue light appeared in the black-haired boy's eyes, and lightning erupted from his body like a volcano, with layers of blue-purple light spreading beneath his feet.

Rumble!

At that moment, the White Tiger released the pent-up, ferocious breath it had been holding back. As the two collided, countless black and white lightning snakes rapidly spread out, and the suppressed, violent lightning erupted even more fiercely, forming a semi-circular lightning domain that enveloped both of them. Within the lightning domain, vast currents intertwined, and black and white light illuminated everything around them.

"Domain?!" Even Elder Xuan was taken aback, stroking his chin and saying, "No wonder Elder Mu took a liking to him. His martial soul possesses multiple top-tier attributes and even comes with a natural domain."

"This little guy is really good at hiding his true intentions," Xianlin'er complained.

“Speaking of which, those dragon scale wings must be external soul bones, right? The soul skills recorded on them are really powerful, even comparable to a top-tier soul emperor’s attack,” Qian Duoduo observed carefully.

A third of the arena collapsed, violent electric currents surged, and the center of the pit was silently melted by black and white flames, with black and white lava flowing out.

The team members on both sides stopped fighting and scrambled to avoid the aftershocks. Waves of vast energy surged from the center and swept around, shredding rocks into dust in mid-air and shearing off three inches from the ground.

Fortunately, the turbulent energy tide refracted back when it collided with the crystalline energy shield, and did not affect the audience.

The enormous Netherworld White Tiger on the arena looked miserable, with large patches of its black and white crystalline fur charred black, and some areas mangled and brownish-red, emitting a smell of roasted meat.

Su Ming's clothes were torn in many places, and his exposed skin was crystal clear and radiant, not at all like someone who was injured.

The boy roared, his entire body's strength coalescing into a single force, his blood surging like crimson clouds, draped over his body as if illuminated by the evening glow. He actually managed to lift the enormous object, and then hurled it forcefully to the ground.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and countless cracks appeared, which could be felt even in the audience seats.

Su Ming swung his fist, and a large, crystal-clear fist fell, smashing most of the white tiger's huge head into a deep pit. The black and white glow flowing over the divine white tiger's body was scattered, and its sacred and noble aura was gone.

Awoo.

The Netherworld White Tiger roared in pain, its four legs kicking wildly, creating a blur of afterimages as it tried to kick away the tiny, insect-like figure.

Su Ming possessed astonishing insight, calmly dodging the barrage of attacks. He bypassed the White Tiger's front, his body crackling with thunderous energy, and his hands pounded furiously at the White Tiger's neck as he powerfully mounted the massive Netherworld White Tiger and continued his assault.

Bang bang bang!

A dull, loud bang made even the players on both sides' sides twitch.

"Dai Huabin!" Ning Tian exclaimed in shock, her face pale. She had exhausted her soul power to enhance the Netherworld White Tiger's combat power, leaving it completely powerless. There was really no other way, and she pinned her hopes on the core.

As if awakened by its teammates, the Netherworld White Tiger struggled to its feet, frantically twisting its massive body in an attempt to throw off the black-haired boy on its back. Its eyes were bloodshot, and its ferocious appearance had lost some of its previous holiness and gained more of the ferocity of an ancient beast.

The sun was setting in the west, with only a few remnants of red remaining on the horizon before it was about to disappear completely, and the sky was already getting dark.

On the grand arena, the roar of tigers shook the heavens, making one's soul almost leave their body. All team members quickly retreated, avoiding this terrifying battlefield.

Su Ming fought a fierce battle. The power of the Nine Hearts Black Epiphyllum extended the duration of his Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but time was running out. He attempted to defeat the Netherworld White Tiger head-on, because only in this way could the title of the world's number one beast martial soul be truly deserved, leaving no room for others to object.

This Netherworld White Tiger is indeed extraordinary. Su Ming was injured just now, but he was instantly healed under the effects of [Blood Qi Ripple] and [Life Gold], so that the audience could not tell anything from his appearance.

The Netherworld White Tiger was the most difficult opponent he had encountered besides Gu Yuena, and one of the few who could injure him.

buzz~

The black and white divine tiger roared, and the intricate patterns on its body suddenly moved rapidly, rippling with light and darkness. One could clearly see layers of black and white waves rising up, like nine huge waves, shaking the heavens and the earth.