The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 214 Nether White Tiger VS Nether White Tiger
Davis took a deep look at his younger brother, his view of Dai Mubai has completely changed from today onwards, and the relationship between the two will also go completely opposite.

Because in his eyes, the original Dai Mubai was no threat, but today's Dai Mubai gave him extremely terrifying pressure, maybe this is the purpose of the family competition for selection.

Davis thought a little absentmindedly.

"Weiss!"

Zhu Zhuyun whispered to Davis, looking at the deep black eyes of the beauty beside him, Davis came back to his senses and nodded slowly.

"Mubai, although you have surprised me today, let's just let it go!"

Davies's body suddenly flashed with golden soul power, and the phantom of the white tiger suddenly appeared behind him, while Zhu Zhuyun's body beside him was a faint black, and a black cat shadow could be vaguely seen inside.

The golden light and the black gas complement each other, and five large characters flashed in the minds of countless people both on and off the stage.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"

Zhao Xuan murmured softly, looking at Dai Mubai's elder brother with great interest, he really didn't expect that the same martial soul fusion skill, there could be a second one in this world.

It seems that the relationship between Mubai and Zhuqing's family is really deep.

Seeing the actions of Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly startled, then looked at each other and laughed dumbly.

"Davis, you want to defeat me with the Nether White Tiger? Don't forget, you are not the only ones who have the White Tiger and the Nether Civet!"

As Dai Mubai's voice fell, he and Zhu Zhuqing also shone with golden and black light, and the entire arena was instantly filled with golden light and black ghostly aura.

At this time, even the three people sitting high on the rostrum were stunned, another martial soul fusion technique.

The elder of the Douluo Palace didn't know what to think of, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he glanced lightly at the middle-aged man from the Star Luo Empire, and sighed pretending to regret: "What a pity."

Dai Mubai's third uncle's face was as heavy as the sea, he seemed to be deaf to the words of the Douluo Hall elders, but right now his heart was as painful as a knife.

It is true that the White Tiger and the Nether Civet can use the fusion skill of martial souls, but this is not an absolute thing. Now there are only two couples who can use this fusion skill from the Dai family and the Zhu family, and Dai Mubai and Davis are counted. There are only four pairs of brothers, but it is a pity that the two of them are brothers!The only brother!
This means that the two of them are destined competitors, and only one can survive.

The middle-aged man from Xingluo slowly closed his eyes, and then heaved a deep sigh.

In the audience, countless people stared at this scene in astonishment. Not to mention the same martial soul fusion skills, even ordinary martial soul fusion skills are rare, but today they were lucky enough to see the same martial soul fusion skills duel. This kind of thing is probably even rarer than a Title Douluo with a 10-year spirit ring.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun looked at the golden and black beams of light rising from the opposite side, and could only choose to remain silent. Davis felt his throat became a little dry.

"I really didn't expect it."

Zhu Zhuyun stared at his younger sister, also silent, for a year, a full year or so, did not expect that they also mastered the Nether White Tiger.

Davis held Zhu Zhuyun in his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Let us see whose Nether White Tiger is stronger."

On the other side, Dai Mubai also held Zhu Zhuqing's hand, their eyes met each other, countless eyes crossed and scattered, and finally turned into deep love.

"Zhuqing, I will not let you down."

"Ah."

On both sides of the arena, two pairs of similar looking white tigers and ghost civets slowly merged together. Countless people watched this scene with their hearts raised in their throats.

Even in the Pope's Palace located halfway up the mountain, there was a beautiful eye looking down the mountain.

Amidst the radiant golden light and the entanglement of the ghostly atmosphere, the figures of the four people slowly disappeared in it.

There was an eerie silence at the scene for a few seconds. Looking at the empty high platform, no one made a sound, and then two thunderous roars of tigers resounded through the sky.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

From the two golden lights, two white tigers walked out slowly. Compared with the humans present, they were like two giant beasts. Their hairs were as white as snow. When they stepped out of the golden light, they were engraved with a path of ghostly energy. Black lines, white hairs and black lines.

Their gazes were equally icy, looking down at the soul masters present with a sense of aloofness, their proud heads were slightly raised, their eyes were slightly closed, and they had the aura of a king of beasts.

The moment their bodies fully appeared, their gazes turned to their opposite, a low voice came out of their throats, a pair of purple eyes, a pair of pupils, staring closely at each other, the soul power of the entire field was agitated.

Zhao Xuan murmured slightly: "This means that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers."

Almost at the same time, the two Nether White Tigers started to move, and the tiger's paws, which were bigger than a millstone, clashed against each other. Even the arena, which was said to be able to withstand the full strength of the soul emperor level, trembled.

The soul master of the Wuhun Hall who was maintaining the protective cover under the stage was full of black lines, and hurriedly raised the protective cover.

During the battle between the Nether White Tiger, one after another lasing soul power hit the protective cover, and the semicircular protective cover never stopped flickering.

There was another confrontation, and the two white tigers each took three steps back, but the next moment they roared in unison: "Come again!"

The figures were unpredictable, the two Nether White Tigers had inherited the attack power of the White Tigers and the speed of the Nether Civet, and some soul masters with weaker soul power in the audience could not even catch the two Nether White Tigers.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In addition to the sound of the body piercing through the air, the sound of sharp claws cutting through the void is also heard from time to time. The two figures clashed for hundreds of rounds in just a few tens of seconds.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong, the soul masters of the auxiliary system, turned pale with fright. Fortunately, as the two Nether White Tigers fought for hegemony, the battle on the other side of the field had already stopped, and they each hid in a corner quietly. waiting.

"Shh!"

A blade of soul power drawn by a white tiger flashed past several people, Ma Hongjun who was closest to it turned pale, and then couldn't help shouting: "Boss Dai, be careful!"

"That's Davis, not Boss Dai." Tang San helplessly held down the distraught Ma Hongjun.

"Third brother, do you want me to support Boss Dai and the others?"

Ning Rongrong who was at the side saw two scarred Hell White Tigers and couldn't help asking.

Tang San was silent for a moment, then looked at the white tiger with heavy eyes and evil eyes: "No, this is Boss Dai's knot, he needs to solve it by himself."

Countless confrontations, countless times of staggering, the two Nether White Tigers each suffered injuries, and the countless spectators in the audience felt dizzy after each confrontation.

After another confrontation, the two Nether White Tigers stopped, and looked at each other out of breath.

At this moment, their bodies have become illusory, which is a manifestation of the exhaustion of soul power. Through the transparent bodies, two figures in the Nether White Tiger can be seen.

"The final blow!" The two brothers thought at the same time.

Perhaps it was because of the tacit understanding between brothers, the next moment the two ghost white tigers rushed towards each other. After a "bang", the surging soul power dispersed, and the bodies of the two became more illusory.

At this moment, Dai Mubai thought a lot, staring at Davis opposite, flashed scenes of childhood scenes in his mind, and then recalled Shrek's laughter.

"I will never let you down!"

Dai Mubai roared suddenly, the eyes of the Nether White Tiger controlled by him and Zhu Zhuqing shone with a strange light, purple and black flickered in the double pupils, the whole Nether White Tiger seemed to suddenly have more power.

Davis who was in a stalemate with Dai Mubai's face changed, and then he felt an incomparable force coming from the opposite side.

"boom!"

After a loud roar, the Nether White Tiger controlled by Davis and Zhu Zhuyun suddenly dissipated, and their bodies also appeared and flew upside down, falling to the audience with two bangs.

The ghostly white tiger with double pupils on the stage held its head high and let out a long roar, as if venting its dissatisfaction over the past ten years.

In the Nether White Tiger, Dai Mubai gazed at Zhu Zhuqing affectionately, and said softly: "Zhuqing, we won."

Zhu Zhuqing also smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming: "Well, we won."

The two looked at each other and laughed, a sense of powerlessness surged up, and the vision turned into pitch black the next moment, and the Nether White Tiger on the stage also dissipated, leaving only two unconscious figures on the stage...

(End of this chapter)