Dai Tianling didn't believe his precious daughter would lose. As a doting father, he was well aware of her talent and strength.
With Twin Martial Souls, she had not only inherited the Nether Spirit Cat from her mother but also the Spirit Eye Martial Soul—a variation of the White Tiger Spirit—from their ancestor, the Spirit Ice Douluo Dai Yuhao! The Spirit Eye Martial Soul was a divine-level Martial Soul, and Dai Yuner was the only one to awaken it since the Spirit Ice Douluo!
If Dai Yuner had been a son, he would have broken the imperial family's millennia-old tradition and passed the throne to her. What a pity, truly a pity! Dai Tianling often lamented this.
"Shaoyu, everyone, I'm heading in!" Wu Siduo stood up, glancing at Jing Shaoyu and the others.
"Go get 'em, Maomao!" Xu Xiaoyan cheered, waving her small fist enthusiastically.
"Duoduo, teach that Dai Yuner a lesson!" Na'er said coldly.
"Go on, but remember to hold back a little," Jing Shaoyu smiled faintly as he advised.
Wu Siduo nodded and turned toward the arena. At the same time, Dai Yuner, after receiving encouragement from Dai Yueyan, Long Yue, and the others, also stepped onto the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the most anticipated match of the day is about to begin! Let us welcome the two competitors—His Majesty's most beloved daughter, the princess who, at just fifteen years old, has already earned a place among Monster Academy's Eight Great Heavenly Kings, Dai Yuner!
"And her opponent, hailing from the Douluo Continent, a descendant of the imperial family's branch lineage and a student of Shrek Academy, known as the White Tiger Princess—Wu Siduo!
"One is a true imperial princess, the other a lost descendant of royalty. Who will claim victory in this battle of imperial dignity? Let's turn our attention to the arena!"
It had to be said, this female commentator certainly had no qualms about stirring the pot.
At this moment, Wu Siduo and Dai Yuner stood on the stage, glaring at each other across the referee. Neither wore a friendly expression—there was no 'friendship first, competition second' in this match. If not for the referee's presence, the two might have already started fighting.
"Begin!" The referee, sensing the tension between them, wasted no time in announcing the start.
The moment the words left his mouth, Dai Yuner shot forward like lightning, her speed astonishing. Three purple and one black Soul Rings rose beneath her feet as her Nether Spirit Cat Martial Soul manifested, leaving behind dark afterimages.
Facing Dai Yuner's charge, Wu Siduo curled her lips in disdain. The White Tiger Spirit naturally suppressed the Nether Spirit Cat—this wasn't just talk. She took a step forward, her White Tiger Spirit instantly enveloping her as an overwhelming aura radiated outward. Four black Soul Rings appeared, with the first and third simultaneously lighting up!
White Tiger Protective Barrier! White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Wu Siduo's body grew slightly larger. Unlike male White Tiger Soul Masters, who bulked up with muscle, her physique became more refined and toned, her exposed skin gleaming with a polished sheen, exuding an air of formidable strength.
The delicate hands transformed into tiger paws twice their original size, white fur sprouted on her ears, and a pure white tiger tail with a black tip swayed behind her—it looked soft, but one strike from it would likely leave a person half-dead if not outright killed.
Dai Yuner closed the distance to Wu Siduo in an instant with Netherworld Thrust, her clear eyes landing in Wu Siduo's vision before her cat claws did.
Wu Siduo felt her consciousness blur slightly, as if time around her had slowed. Then, she sensed a push against her chest, and an inexplicable surge of anger rose in her heart, instantly clearing her mind.
At her chest, Dai Yuner's cat claws pressed against her with ill intent. Though they failed to break through her defense, the insulting nature of the attack ignited Wu Siduo's fury—not just her own, but also that of her White Tiger Spirit.
The White Tiger Spirit sensed the provocation from the Nether Cat Spirit, and the aura of the tiger king erupted in an instant.
In that moment, Dai Yuner's body trembled slightly, a flicker of fear crossing her face. Without hesitation, she retreated—this was dictated by her Martial Soul, not her personal strength. And besides, her personal strength was inferior to Wu Siduo's.
Wu Siduo let out an angry growl, and a pure white orb of condensed energy shot from her mouth, hurtling straight toward Dai Yuner. With nimble reflexes, Dai Yuner sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave.
However, even as the light wave surged forward, Wu Siduo charged toward Dai Yuner in long strides. Familiar with the Nether Cat Spirit's abilities, she locked onto Dai Yuner's landing spot the moment she reappeared—and immediately swung a tiger paw toward her face.
A tiger paw suddenly filled Dai Yuner's vision, her expression twisting in horror. If this hit, her delicate face would be ruined! Without a second to spare, her fourth Soul Ring flashed, and black mist swirled around her as she vanished. When she reappeared, there were now four of her.
Nether Cat Spirit's fourth Soul Skill—Netherworld Clone!
The four Dai Yuners stood at four corners, then attacked simultaneously. Her second Soul Ring lit up, and the four figures turned into streaks of black lightning, pouncing on Wu Siduo at once. Countless sharp claws tore through the air.
Nether Cat Spirit's second Soul Skill—Nether Hundred Claws!
Wu Siduo remained unfazed, striding boldly toward the Dai Yuner in the west. Another White Tiger Fierce Light Wave shot from her mouth, while her tiger paw swung mercilessly at that particular clone.
The western Dai Yuner's eyes flashed with confusion. She realized her true body had been exposed but couldn't understand how Wu Siduo was so certain. It shouldn't be possible—was it some special ability of the White Tiger Spirit? But then, why couldn't Fourth Brother tell the difference?
While Dai Yuner was still puzzling over this, Wu Siduo had already closed the distance. This time, instead of aiming for her face, Wu Siduo's tiger paw struck her squarely on the backside—sending her flying.
"Ah!" Dai Yuner let out a furious scream, glaring viciously at Wu Siduo. "How dare you hit my butt! Even my imperial parents never did that—you're dead!"
"Tch." Wu Siduo curled her lips in disdain. "Flat as an old granny."
Coming from anyone else, such words might have lacked bite, but from Wu Siduo, they struck with brutal honesty.
"Argh!" Dai Yuner shrieked in outrage. "I'll kill you!"
Blinded by rage, Dai Yuner struck out, the third Soul Ring behind her bursting into radiant light. She clasped her hands together, raised them overhead, then swung down with all her might. A crescent-shaped slash of dark energy tore through the air, hurtling toward Wu Siduo.
Nether Spirit Cat's third Soul Skill—Netherworld Slash!
Wu Siduo barely spared the incoming attack a glance. No one understood the Soul Skills of the Nether Cat Spirit better than she did. Clenching her fists, she lunged forward in a single stride and punched directly at the protruding spine of the black crescent—the strongest yet most vulnerable point of the Netherworld Slash.
Dai Yuner watched in horror as the tigress before her shattered her attack with a single punch, then charged toward her unstoppably. Panic set in—every one of her moves seemed anticipated by Wu Siduo. The frustration of being completely read was maddening!
Perhaps in a few days, she would understand everything.
As a Martial Soul highly compatible with the White Tiger Spirit, the Nether Cat Spirit's first four Soul Skills—like the White Tiger Spirit's first three—had been perfected over generations of the Zhu family's efforts, solidifying into the most optimal techniques for the Nether Cat Spirit.
Netherworld Thrust, Nether Hundred Claws, Netherworld Slash, and Netherworld Clone—these four Soul Skills were shared by both Dai Yuner and Wu Siduo. Thus, Wu Siduo could effortlessly predict Dai Yuner's every move, thanks to her deep mastery of the Nether Cat Spirit.
This was the classic case of high-level suppression.
Dai Yuner had truly met her match in Wu Siduo. Unless she had more hidden tricks up her sleeve, this match was as good as over.
But Dai Yuner wasn't about to surrender. To Wu Siduo's surprise, two beams of tangible light suddenly shot from Dai Yuner's clear blue eyes, streaking toward her like arrows. A sharp pain lanced through Wu Siduo's head, her consciousness wavering as she instinctively stumbled back.
Mental Assault!
A smirk curled Dai Yuner's lips as she blurred forward, reappearing behind Wu Siduo in a flash. Her cat-like claws lashed out toward Wu Siduo's neck.
Sensing the danger behind her, Wu Siduo reacted instantly. Her mouth widened, unleashing a piercing, domineering roar that sent visible shockwaves rippling through the air. Simultaneously, her fourth Soul Ring flared to life.
The deafening roar at point-blank range sent Dai Yuner flying. Her ears rang, her body trembled uncontrollably, and dizziness clouded her mind. Worse yet, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
White Tiger Fierce King's Roar!
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