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It turns out that certain situations can indeed allow men to unleash extraordinary fighting power.
What's this?
This is simply a crime in front of my eyes!
I can't help it, I just can't help it!
Davis certainly didn't know that there was a green grassland above his head.
At this moment, he was still a little uneasy.
"Second round, fifteenth match, Long Aotian versus Davis."
As the referee's voice sounded.
Long Aotian and Davis walked onto the fighting arena from both sides.
Davis's stature is considered exceptionally tall among soul masters of the same age, but he is still a head shorter than Long Aotian.
"Martial Spirit Possession!"
Davis swallowed his saliva and shouted as if to build up his courage.
A strong white light suddenly burst out from his body, accompanied by the sound of bones crackling, and Davis's body suddenly grew three points larger.
The excellent material of the competition suit even outlines his perfect-looking muscle lines.
His golden hair instantly turned black and white, with white dominating the majority of the hair, though a few strands of black stood out. Four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the Chinese character "王".
White hair covered his hands, and sharp claws kept popping out from his palms.
Regardless of its strength, at least it looks quite extraordinary.
Long Aotian didn't know whether he learned it from Ye Ling.
He did not summon his martial soul or spirit ring, but just stood aside and watched Davis' martial soul possess him quietly.
Davis was delighted when he saw this.
Although the opponent is an eight-ring Soul Douluo, it would be difficult for him to cause any great harm to himself without summoning his martial soul and using soul skills, right?
"Third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
The third soul ring under Davis' feet lit up, his muscles expanded further, and black horizontal stripes appeared on his snow-white hair.
With the blessing of White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Davis's resistance to abnormal conditions as well as his attack power, defense power, and strength are doubled at the same time.
In fact, he wanted to admit defeat and surrender directly.
But Long Aotian couldn't even summon his martial soul.
Rather than admit defeat and surrender in this situation, it is more decent to give up at the beginning.
Long Aotian still did not move, but just raised his right hand slightly.
Davis's face was covered in cold sweat, and he looked highly alert.
In his perception, the Long Aotian in front of him seemed to no longer exist.
This was a very contradictory feeling. He could clearly see Long Aotian in front of him with his eyes, but he could not perceive the figure that was only a dozen meters away from him.
An invisible pressure seemed to make it hard for him to breathe.
In his eyes, it was as if Long Aotian had merged with the world in front of him.
"This boy... is so strong!"
Bibi Dong couldn't sit still anymore and stood up suddenly when she saw Long Aotian on the stage.
Davis's realm was too low, so he naturally couldn't see it.
However, as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong felt a surge of turmoil in her heart when she saw Long Aotian's current state.
In her eyes, at this moment, Long Aotian's soul power and mental power had reached a state where they were indistinguishable from each other and became one.
This is a realm that she, the inheritor of a god and a Titled Douluo of level ninety-nine, has not yet reached!
In fact, if she could reach this level, she would not have been repeatedly severely damaged by Tang San's mental power in the battle of Jialing Pass.
"Your Holiness, what are you doing?"
Yu Xiaogang on the side couldn't help but ask.
For a useless person like him who was only at level 29 and hadn't even cultivated his mental strength, he could only see Long Aotian raising his arm.
"Butian Pavilion... where on earth did they come up with such an outstanding youngster?"
Ignoring Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong muttered.