Chapter 128 No Pain
Chapter 128 No Pain
Chapter 128 No Pain
"This is?"
When they saw Dai Mubai display the spirit ring configuration, Flander and Zhao Wuji, who were in the distance, both thought to themselves, "It's a sure thing." Although Dai Mubai's unruly attitude made the dean somewhat unhappy, he was still, after all, his student.
Moreover, now that Xiao and Dai have made a bet, Dugu Bo can't interfere in their affairs.
However, upon seeing the four spirit rings on Xiao Yan's body, they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, "Who is the monster here?"
The combination of yellow, purple, purplish, and black spirit rings is an impossible phenomenon to be found in any known spirit master of any generation.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Dai Mubai roared ferociously, staring at the ten-thousand-year soul ring attached to Xiao Yan's right hand. He even turned his face to the side, wanting his only remaining eye with vision to see it clearly.
"I only managed to withstand the backlash of this ten-thousand-year spirit ring at the cost of one of my eyes. What makes you think you have a ten-thousand-year spirit ring too?"
Xiao Yan stared coldly at Dai Mubai: "How did you get your eyes as the price?"
Xiao Yan had never heard of a method that allowed one to absorb a soul ring beyond the limit by losing an eye. Apart from improving one's physical strength and consuming immortal herbs and elixirs, the only other way was to receive a soul ring bestowed by the gods.
If one could absorb a spirit ring beyond their level simply by consuming one eye, then the Douluo Continent would be teeming with spirit masters missing limbs.
Upon hearing Xiao Yan's greeting, Dai Mubai's expression turned strange. He grinned maliciously, "Xiao Yan, you want my method? Dream on! Only I am the chosen one! Those two Soul Kings can't handle you, I'll do it myself!"
After Dai Mubai finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to waste any more words with Xiao Yan. He directly activated his martial soul, followed by his usual White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Protective Shield. However, the soul power surrounding him was no longer the proud golden color he displayed during the Heavenly Battle, but instead showed a strange black and white hue.
Moreover, if Xiao Yan remembered correctly, Dai Mubai, whose size had been amplified by the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, was now much taller than he had been that day.
"Come on, let your ugly martial soul break my White Tiger Vajra Transformation again!" Dai Mubai looked down at Xiao Yan, stretched out his right hand, and beckoned to him and Agumon.
"I'm enough to deal with you."
Xiao Yan inserted the ten-thousand-year soul ring from his right hand into the Tyrannosaurus Rex. As the Tyrannosaurus Rex changed shape, he scanned Agumon, and then stepped out of the white light to Dai Mubai's astonishment.
Xiao Ya, who evolved into Agni Beast, was even taller than Dai Mubai, and the armor attached to him was also more durable than Dai Mubai's.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and while guarding against Dai Mubai's killing move, he unceremoniously delivered a flying kick to the standing Dai Mubai.
The endless flames accompanying the flying kick were even hotter than when he fought Tang San before.
Although he stammered a bit and even walked like a drunkard, Dai Mubai, who was fighting Xiao Yan at this moment, was not hesitant at all. He put his arms in front of his face and took the flying kick from Xiao Yan.
Ignoring the charred burns on his hands, Dai Mubai reached back to grab Xiao Yan's right foot. Xiao Yan quickly used the momentum to kick Dai Mubai's other vital spot with his left leg, trying to force Dai Mubai to let go. However, Dai Mubai was completely unprepared and held onto his ankle tightly.
He let his left leg kick him in the groin, but his expression didn't change at all.
"Ha, is this all the power your bizarre fourth spirit ring has? Nothing special!"
Dai Mubai's words remained arrogant.
"Huh." Xiao Yan was surprised by Dai Mubai's reaction. The feeling he got from Dai Mubai was as if he didn't have a defensive power that could rival his because of the Vajra Transformation and the protective shield.
It's more like a monster that can't feel pain!
You could tell from Dai Mubai's charred hands that the flames attached to his Fire Dragon Kick, while not reaching the temperature of Agumon's spit, were still at least several hundred degrees. Moreover, compared to Agumon, the flames on his body were much purer.
If Agumon's flames burn away an object's defenses before reaching it, then his own flames are more like true damage.
It can ignore the opponent's defensive measures, which is why Dai Mubai's hands, covered with white tiger fur, have become charred black from blocking his own kick.
"Save your breath, Xiao Yan. These underhanded tactics won't work on me." Dai Mubai gripped Xiao Yan's right foot tightly with both hands, letting his left leg kick and slam him to the ground. And it seemed that one time wasn't enough for him, so he repeated this over and over.
The mutated Dai Mubai's current strength has become extremely terrifying, completely different from before. In fact, with Xiao Yan's strength, he could easily deal with even a Soul Master, but Dai Mubai in front of him is obviously not that simple.
He suspected that Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation's amplification might have reached a terrifying three or even five times.
"Xiao Yan————" Dugu Bo frowned as he watched Xiao Yan being repeatedly tossed and turned by Dai Mubai like a club, feeling a pang of concern.
Fortunately, the Agni Beast that Xiao Yan evolved into was not made of meat. After evolving, Xiao Yan, who already had some physical strength, naturally felt no pain or itch from the primitive attacks.
What he found truly troublesome was that he couldn't break free from Dai Mubai's grasp; the other seemed intent on killing him, and his attacks weren't having much effect on Dai Mubai either.
Fortunately, Dai Mubai, who had been constantly slamming Xiao Yan down, decided to change his attack method. He grabbed Xiao Yan and jumped into the air, then slammed him heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.
Then his fourth soul skill finally lit up on him. He glared ferociously at Xiao Yan, who was lying on the ground and hadn't had time to react, and released the White Tiger Meteor Shower.
Countless black and white light waves, like raindrops, concentrated on the shallow pit where Xiao Yan was. The path, which was originally dirt, was now filled with dust.
Seemingly not satisfied with the meteor shower, Dai Mubai's soul power seemed inexhaustible, continuously being released towards Xiao Yan.
After enduring the first round of meteor shower, Xiao Yan was not in good shape either, but he quickly recovered and continued to swing his fists in response to the meteor shower, trying to disperse it with the flames on his hands.
Of course, beneath the dust, all that onlookers could see were a few flickers of light.
In an instant, smoke filled the air, and Xiao Yan, who was standing at the focal point of the meteor shower, fell silent. Dai Mubai laughed arrogantly.
"As expected of a ten-thousand-year-old soul skill, with such power, Xiao Yan probably wouldn't even have a corpse left!"
Flander and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance. Even if they had tried to take Dai Mubai's White Tiger Meteor Shower head-on, Zhao Wuji, who was already skilled in defense, might have ended up with a bruised and swollen face.
If someone were to withstand the attack like Xiao Yan, even if they were a Soul King, let alone a Soul Sect Master, they would at least suffer minor injuries if they didn't die.
Dugu Bo certainly trusted Xiao Yan completely, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Although he understood that Xiao Yan hadn't even used his martial spirit, but instead had that little guy called Agumon watching from the side, it meant that he was confident enough to deal with Dai Mubai.
But how could an ordinary soul master withstand such a barrage of ten-thousand-year-old soul skills?
He squinted with concern, and thankfully saw Xiao Yan's figure slowly stand up from the dust.
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