Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

But Tang Wulin remained unmoved in the face of the crazed Netherworld White Tiger.

How I miss those days!

He recalled some things from the past.

When he first entered Shrek Academy, he became the class monitor.

However, Wu Siduo and Luo Guixing were clearly not convinced.

After all, what right does a second-ring Blue Silver Grass Great Soul Master have to step on their heads?

Five people on the list of child prodigies.

Youming Wu Siduo, Jingu Luo Guixing, Bu Si Xu Yucheng, An Xiong Yang Nianxia, ​​and Bi She Zheng Yiran.

They banded together in an attempt to confront Tang Wulin directly and humiliate him by forcing him to step down.

Apart from the dance teacher, no one else was willing to believe them.

Leaving aside the other four, just Wu Siduo alone possesses a self-fusion martial soul skill at the level of a four-ring Soul Master: Netherworld White Tiger.

They would find it difficult to resist.

But what happens in the end?

He won.

Tang Wulin relied on a spirit alloy battle armor forged for him by Ye Xinglan to defeat Wu Siduo's Netherworld White Tiger head-on!

"It's so nostalgic."

Tang Wulin chuckled and muttered to himself.

Finally, he raised his head and confronted the crazed Dai Huabin.

buzzing.

The vertical pupils, as sharp as needles, constricted!

Money!

Money!

Money!

His blood surged and soared into the sky!

A deep, furious dragon roar resounded.

Golden Dragon Roar!

Roar!

A giant golden dragon head emerged from mid-air, its roar resounding, and visible golden patterns spread outwards.

Wu Feng trembled.

The Red Dragon Martial Soul uncontrollably let out an excited roar.

On her fair abdomen, a golden dragon scale pattern suddenly lit up and then disappeared.

My blood seemed to boil, and a sense of power and an indescribable thrill surged through my heart at the same time.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her legs felt weak.

As for Cui Yajie, the enemy, her pretty face instantly lost all color the moment the dragon's roar erupted.

The nine-tailed fox bloodline within its body emitted a mournful wail, and the fluffy pink tail behind it bristled, each hair standing on end!

The fear stemming from her bloodline caused her blood to surge, her soul power to stagnate, and she was completely unable to muster any thought of fighting back!

The Netherworld White Tiger, bearing the brunt of the attack, trembled in mid-air, as if it had been struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer.

The black and white halo flowing around him was chaotic, flickering and uncertain, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Dai Huabin was struck dumb!

He stared at everything in disbelief.

Three golden spirit rings.

Do not!

impossible!

That must be an illusion, the mental shock from that damned dragon roar!

Dai Huabin screamed wildly in his heart, refusing to accept reality.

So what if it's a golden spirit ring?!

Our Martial Soul Fusion Technique cannot possibly lose.

Dai Huabin's madness overwhelmed his last shred of reason.

"Break!"

The Netherworld White Tiger went all out, and its originally illusory tiger claws became solid, tearing through the air and slamming down on Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin neither dodged nor avoided, but slightly puffed out his chest.

The tiger's claw slammed solidly into his chest!

Boom!

A dull, drum-like roar erupted.

Tang Wulin's feet were dented by the terrifying force, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the floor.

But he remained completely still.

The golden, diamond-shaped dragon scales on the spot where the blow struck the chest suddenly lit up, shimmering with a layer of solid, restrained radiance.

The full force of the Netherworld White Tiger's attack was completely swallowed and absorbed, like a mud ox entering the sea.

Second Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Body!

Dai Huabin felt as if he had struck a steel plate.

The violent recoil made his arm go numb.

Moreover, the power within his body was inexplicably absorbed by the golden dragon scales!

"It's my turn."

Tang Wulin's cold voice rang out.

He felt that he should use his battle armor to decide the outcome, just like he did with Wu Siduo.

The next moment, the dark gold arm armor on his right arm suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden-red light!

The golden dragon scale patterns hidden beneath the arm armor seemed to come alive, resonating intensely with his Golden Dragon King bloodline.

The immense blood energy was instantly catalyzed and amplified by the battle armor, climbing to a heart-pounding peak!

"A soul-guided device?!"

In the audience, Qian Duoduo stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

Yan Shaozhe also became serious.

Although he also looked down on external objects like soul tools and believed that soul masters should focus on their martial souls.

But cultivation is cultivation, and application is application.

not to mention...

Yan Shaozhe, being a titled Douluo, could see it.

That arm guard-shaped soul tool actually raised Tang Wulin's soul power and blood energy by a whole level!

this...

On the field, golden light burst forth.

Tang Wulin spread his five fingers out in his Golden Dragon Claw, then suddenly clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful punch!

The movements are simple and unpretentious.

Rumble!!!

A huge explosion occurred.

A violent gust of air swept outwards, causing the clothes of the spectators to flutter wildly.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Tang Wulin remained standing in the same spot, without even changing his posture.

The golden dragon claw, with its five hook-like fingers, gripped the back of the Netherworld White Tiger's neck.

The once majestic and murderous beast now seemed to have its spine removed.

It hung limply in mid-air, its translucent body swaying precariously, as if it could burst like a bubble at any moment.

The tiger's eyes, which were just filled with icy killing intent, are now only empty and horrified.

"Tang Wulin's team wins!"

It wasn't until half a day after the battle ended.

The area was completely silent.

Everyone held their breath, watching this breathtaking scene.

Many people even think it's a dream.

The Netherworld White Tiger dispersed, and Dai Huabin's figure appeared.

He lay on the ground, his bruised and battered face turned upwards, staring intently at Tang Wulin.

Her sausage lips trembled, and she muttered, "Impossible...impossible..."

He was completely dazed and couldn't believe reality.

It wriggled on the ground like a live maggot.

Although Tang Wulin seemed to be hitting hard.

Most of them are superficial injuries, and they recover completely after two or three days of rest.

He deliberately controlled his strength, not intending to cripple or disable the person.

Humiliation is the core issue.

It was only then that everyone belatedly realized what had happened.

"Tang Wulin's team wins!"

The referee announced loudly.

Seeing this, Zhou Sichen, the martial spirit master who was directly engaged in the battle, finally smiled.

"not bad."

"Brother Bin, we're in the top 16."

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Dai Huabin fainted.

Tang Wulin had completely broken the steel back that had always stood straight.

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"Tang Wulin's team wins!"

Accompanied by the referee's voice.

The discussions from the audience were like a surging tide.

Three golden spirit rings.

Instantly kill the Netherworld White Tiger.

One of these issues alone would be enough for them to discuss, let alone when they're all combined.