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"Could it be…"
Yu Tianheng suddenly thought of something, and his heart jolted. "Is Dai Chengfeng going to unleash the Spirit Fusion Technique passed down through generations by the Dai and Zhu families—the Netherworld White Tiger?"
The thought flashed through Yu Tianheng's mind like lightning.
As the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, he couldn't possibly be unaware of the infamous Netherworld White Tiger Spirit Fusion Technique of the Star Luo Empire's imperial family. After all, it was one of the most renowned top-tier Spirit Fusion Techniques on the entire continent.
Its power was enough to challenge opponents several ranks higher, making it a devastating weapon on the battlefield!
"However, how old is Dai Chengfeng? Has he already mastered a Spirit Fusion Technique? Is he really such a prodigy?"
Yu Tianheng still couldn't quite believe it in his heart.
But soon, he had no time to think further.
In the center of the arena, Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Zhuqing's figures had already drawn close.
Dai Chengfeng's arm naturally wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's slender yet elastic waist.
A dazzling golden soul power burst forth from Dai Chengfeng's body—this was the overwhelmingly domineering soul force of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger.
Simultaneously, a deep and dark black aura spread from Zhu Zhuqing's body—this was the mysterious and swift yin energy of the Netherworld Spirit Cat.
These two soul forces, with completely opposite attributes that should have repelled each other, were now attracted, entwined, and fused together as if they had encountered the poles of a magnet!
Hummm—!
A low yet soul-shaking hum sounded!
The golden and black lights intertwined violently, shooting skyward and completely engulfing their figures.
Within the dazzling pillar of light, the outline of a giant tiger could be faintly seen rapidly condensing and expanding!
The terrifying pressure felt like a tangible tsunami, surging in waves toward every direction. Even the protective light barrier surrounding the arena began to fluctuate intensely, creating ripples!
The Shi brothers bore the brunt of it; their proud Black Tortoise shields emitted a creaking sound under this overwhelming level of pressure, and the earthy-yellow glow dimmed rapidly.
Their faces turned deathly pale, the granite beneath their feet cracking inch by inch, and their bodies were involuntarily pushed backward.
They barely managed to maintain their defensive stance, their eyes filled with horror.
Yu Feng in the air fared even worse. It was as if an invisible giant hand had slammed him down from the sky, causing him to crash awkwardly at the edge of the arena. His Windbell Bird wings became unstable, and maintaining flight became extremely difficult.
The shiver originating from deep within his soul made him unable to entertain any thoughts of resistance.
Yu Tianheng's body was surrounded by wildly flashing lightning. The pride brought by his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul kept him firmly planted in place, trying to resist this overwhelming pressure.
But the thunderous energy coursing through his body now became restless and hesitant.
He stared fixedly at the center of the pillar of light, his pupils contracting to their limit in shock.
"It really is the Netherworld White Tiger… But… something feels off?" Yu Tianheng whispered with difficulty.
Although he had never personally witnessed the Netherworld White Tiger, his family's records contained detailed descriptions of this trump card of the Star Luo Empire.
The true, complete Netherworld White Tiger should be incredibly solid, like an ancient beast descending upon the world, exuding boundless ferocity and unmatched dominance.
But what lay before him…
The pillar of light gradually receded, revealing the presence within.
It was indeed in the form of a massive tiger, its body enormous, its lines smooth yet full of power. Its entire body displayed a peculiar blend of pale gold and dark black, with illusory shadows flowing over it, giving it an unstable appearance.
One of its eyes glowed with the same demonic golden light as Dai Chengfeng's, while the other resembled Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Eye—cold and profound.
Powerful, undeniably powerful!
But this form wasn't solid—it was more like an… incredibly condensed yet still incomplete energy projection!
"A projection?! Could it be that they haven't fully mastered it?"
Just as a glimmer of hope rose in Yu Tianheng's heart, the next second, the projected Netherworld White Tiger let out an earth-shattering roar!
Roar——!!!
The tiger's roar echoed throughout the Great Spirit Arena. The sonic wave mixed with a violent surge of soul power, erupting like a catastrophic hurricane!
The Shi brothers, who were directly in its path, saw their stacked turtle shell shields crumble like paper under the impact of the roar—their surface light instantly disintegrated!
The two brothers spat blood, and along with their heavy shields, they were mercilessly hurled away, smashing through the arena's protective light barrier without question, landing heavily outside the field.
Yu Feng at the edge of the arena didn't even have time to scream.
He was swept away by the sonic wave, flying like a broken kite.
Yu Tianheng pushed his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul to its peak, forming a lightning shield around himself in an attempt to block the attack.
But in the face of such an absolute power gap, all his efforts were futile.
The lightning shield lasted only for a moment before exploding violently. He felt as if his chest had been struck by a ten-thousand-jin hammer, darkness clouded his vision, and a metallic taste filled his mouth. He lost control of his body, flying backward and following his teammates' footsteps.
With just one strike!
Not even a real attack, just a roar!
The remaining members of the Imperial Battle Imperial Academy Team were utterly wiped out without a doubt!
After unleashing this earth-shattering blow, the Netherworld White Tiger projection flickered rapidly, becoming even more illusory, then quietly dissipated like a bubble, revealing Dai Chengfeng and Zhu Zhuqing embracing each other.
Dai Chengfeng's face was slightly pale, and a streak of fresh red blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his arm holding Zhu Zhuqing remained steady and strong.
Zhu Zhuqing's breathing was somewhat erratic, her chest rising and falling slightly, but she immediately noticed Dai Chengfeng's condition.
"Dai Chengfeng, are you alright?"
Concern shone through her icy gaze.
Dai Chengfeng casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, revealing a smile. "I'm fine, just a small backlash."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing sighed in relief, but a trace of almost imperceptible disappointment still flashed in her eyes.
"In the end… it's still a bit forced, isn't it? Unable to fully materialize, the power can't be fully unleashed."
"It's already very good."
Dai Chengfeng shook his head with a smile, looking at her. "Don't forget, just a month ago, we couldn't even trigger this fusion power."
"At least now we can manage to unleash one strike, right?"
"This proves that our direction is correct, and our compatibility is constantly improving. In the future, it will only get better."
Zhu Zhuqing gazed into Dai Chengfeng's deep eyes. There was no trace of discouragement due to the imperfect fusion technique, only unwavering confidence and complete trust in her.
The slight gloom in her heart was instantly dispelled, and she nodded vigorously. "Mm!"
"All right, all right, stop showing affection here."
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