Chapter 57: The Ghostly White Tiger
Intense golden light surged from Dai Huabin's body, amplifying his speed and strength dramatically. His tiger claws tore through the Celestial Net, shattering the Lan sisters' Martial Soul Fusion skill.
"My White Tiger Diamond Transformation can last for half an hour. During that time, my resistance to abnormal status effects, attack power, defense, speed, and strength all double. With this boost, you three don't stand a chance. This is the undeniable difference in strength," Dai Huabin sneered, his evil gaze flashing with red light.
Knowing that the Lan sisters would be exhausted after using their Martial Soul Fusion skill and unable to continue fighting, Dai Huabin arrogantly taunted them.
The Lan sisters, depleted of soul power, could only retreat to the edge of the stage with the help of Xiao Yan's Spirit Detection Sharing, narrowly avoiding Dai Huabin's first attack. One more step back, however, and they would be disqualified.
Just then, a cold glint of killing intent appeared in Xiao Yan's dark eyes. He turned to the Lan sisters and said, "Step back a bit. Leave the rest to me."
"You're going to face them alone?" Lan Luoluo and Lan Susu exchanged uncertain glances. "Xiao Yan, one of them is a Soul Elder, and the other is a Grand Soul Master with enhancement-type skills. Are you sure?"
"Trust me. Leave it to me." Xiao Yan repeated with calm determination as a faint yellow Dou Qi began to radiate from his body, its heat distorting the surrounding air.
The Lan sisters hesitated but eventually nodded. "We saw what you did earlier. We know you're no ordinary person. If things go south, don't hesitate to surrender. Winning isn't everything; it's more important to survive and fight another day," they said, retreating as Xiao Yan requested.
Xiao Yan nodded slightly, his gaze locking onto Dai Huabin with a chilling focus. After a long pause, he said in a low voice, "If you manage to walk away unscathed today, I, Xiao Yan, will avoid you from now on."
Dai Huabin's face twisted as he sensed the intense rage and killing intent behind Xiao Yan's words. But he quickly smirked. "A ten-year ring support-type soul master thinks he can take us both on? You dare speak so boldly?"
"If I don't break one of your arms today, I'm not Dai Huabin!"
As he spoke, Dai Huabin crouched like a tiger ready to pounce, his power and speed heightened by the White Tiger Diamond Transformation. His foot slammed into the ground, sending gravel flying as he surged toward Xiao Yan.
Dai Huabin's evil gaze was locked on Xiao Yan, his handsome face twisted into a sinister expression as his claw, sharp and gleaming with a cold light, aimed straight for Xiao Yan's chest.
The wind from his attack brushed Xiao Yan's forehead, revealing his calm, dark eyes.
Instead of retreating, Xiao Yan tightened his right fist and crouched slightly, resembling a lion coiled to strike. In a single powerful movement, his fist shot forward like an arrow.
Watching Xiao Yan dare to go head-to-head with Dai Huabin, the audience gasped in disbelief.
"Has Xiao Yan lost his mind? Going against the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's power? Is he trying to get himself killed?"
"Eight Extremes Blast!"
With a low grunt, Xiao Yan's fist collided with Dai Huabin's tiger claw in a powerful impact that sent cracks spreading through the ground beneath them, a testament to the immense strength of their clash.
"The power... But you're still no match for my Evil-Eyed White Tiger!" Dai Huabin's face showed a flicker of surprise but quickly shifted to a cold sneer.
"Is that so? Now—Dark Force, explode!" Xiao Yan retorted, a cold smile on his face as an invisible force erupted from the point of impact. A faint cracking sound came from Dai Huabin's tiger claw.
"Argh!" Dai Huabin screamed in pain as his hand twisted backward, dislocating and fracturing, while Xiao Yan's fist continued forward, crashing into his chest.
This punch was a release of all the hatred and suffering Xiao Yan had endured over the years. His eyes turned bloodshot as he poured his anger into this strike.
The next moment, Dai Huabin's body, under the incredulous gaze of the audience, was flung backward like a broken doll, spewing blood as he hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Mother, can you see? This punch is only the beginning. I finally have the power to avenge us. Starting with Dai Huabin, I will let the Duchess feel the pain of losing those she loves," Xiao Yan muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fierce determination.
The sight left the Sea God Pavilion's elders, seated on the high platform, visibly shaken. Even they, seasoned masters, were astounded by the dark aura surrounding this young, cloaked figure.
The spectators watched Dai Huabin, who lay motionless on the ground, in stunned silence before turning their attention to Xiao Yan with awe and fear.
"How is this possible? Isn't Xiao Yan a support-type soul master?"
"A ten-year ring—how did he manage to take down a Soul Elder with a single punch? This doesn't make sense! Could it be some kind of dark magic?"
The academy's leaders exchanged confused glances as they watched the aftermath of Xiao Yan's attack.
"It's quite a powerful technique. Could it be...a spirit bone skill?" Yan Shaozhe murmured to himself, struggling to comprehend what he had just witnessed.
Beside him, Qian Duoduo, the Soul Guidance Department's vice dean, smirked. "What did I tell you, Shaozhe? Xiao Yan isn't someone to underestimate."
But Yan Shaozhe gave a faint smile, shaking his head. "Too soon to celebrate. The match isn't over yet."
Qian Duoduo laughed. "I'd wager Xiao Yan has a ten-thousand-year spirit bone. While his overall strength may not match Dai Huabin's, he has the spirit bone skill to even the odds. The match could go either way."
Yan Shaozhe glanced at him, a knowing smile on his face. "Have you forgotten the legacy of the Dai and Zhu families?"
Qian Duoduo's smirk vanished, a sudden chill
creeping up his spine as he whispered, "You mean… Ghostly White Tiger?"
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