Douluo Continent: The Evil-Eyed Dragon God, Many Women, Many Blessings

Chapter 68: With heavy makeup on, the show begins!
On the sidelines, the two strongest teams from the freshmen each occupied a corner, preparing while observing their opponents in the distance.

Dai Huabin's eyes were somewhat sinister, his gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao, and various thoughts were churning in his mind.

His biggest worry was that Huo Yuhao's cultivation level would break through to the Soul Master level. After all, when Huo Yuhao awakened his Martial Soul, his innate soul power was as high as level 20. If that were the case, it would be difficult for him to win.

He had watched Huo Yuhao's previous matches. Although this red-eyed brat was still a three-ring Soul Master, damn it! Two purple and one black rings!?

The way this little bastard paired up his spirit rings really shocked him!

The absolute difference in spirit rings means that even though Huo Yuhao hasn't reached the Spirit Master level yet, his overall strength will definitely crush Huo Yuhao, who is a level 37 White Tiger Spirit Master.

Fortunately, this wasn't a one-on-one fight, but a three-on-three team battle. Otherwise, he would definitely not have escaped the same miserable fate as before, being pinned to the ground and beaten by this little bastard in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Thinking of this, Dai Huabin shivered involuntarily and secretly glanced at Zhu Lu beside him.

That stupid cat! Luckily, he wasn't fooled into fighting Huo Yuhao on the spot during the entrance exam, otherwise he would have lost face big time!
We'll have to rely on this silly cat's cooperation to have a chance to defeat Huo Yuhao. Di Qianqiu and Huo Yuhao are both Soul Masters, and their overall strength is still a notch above ours. The only way to win is to transform!
With their current cultivation levels, he and Zhu Lu could basically reach the power of a Soul King after their Martial Souls merged. Even if this bastard's Soul Ring was strong, it shouldn't be able to cross nearly two major levels.

After carefully comparing the strengths of both sides, Dai Huabin felt slightly relieved, his eyes began to light up with excitement, and he clenched his fists as he walked toward the stage.

You little bastard, what goes around comes around. Today it's my turn to beat you up in front of everyone!
At this moment, the referee had already entered the arena, and all the surrounding partitions had been removed, revealing a huge assessment area so that all the teachers watching from the stands could see it clearly.

The referee called both players to him and said in a deep voice, "From now on, you can play freely and go all out in the match without any reservations. I will control the pace of the game. Anyone I rescue from the playing area will be eliminated. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" both replied simultaneously.

"You little brat, today I'll show you what the true White Tiger bloodline is!" Dai Huabin thought about the scene of beating Huo Yuhao with his Martial Soul Fusion Technique, and smiled fiercely, unable to help but utter harsh words.

"Hmm?" Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed slightly. Why has this little white tiger suddenly become so arrogant? It dares to talk to me like that before the fight has even started?
Seeing Dai Huabin stealing glances at Zhu Lu, Huo Yuhao suddenly realized, "Ah, so that's where their confidence comes from! The Netherworld White Tiger, huh?"

Thinking back to his previous display of a three-ring cultivation level, Huo Yuhao's lips curled into a cold smile. It seemed he needed to teach this little white tiger a lesson about the harsh realities of society, that not everything you see is real!

"Both parties share the same name."

"Dai Huabin."

"Zhu Lu."

"Cui Yajie."

Huo Yuhao whispered a few words to Wang Dong'er, then revealed his gleaming white teeth and looked at Dai Huabin with ill intent.

"Huo Yuhao."

"Emperor Qianqiu".

"Wang Dong'er."

The referee stretched his arms out to the sides and shouted, "Everyone move to the edge of the field. You may release your martial spirit only when I announce the start." The two sides slowly retreated, but Dai Huabin's gaze remained fixed on Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with unusual excitement and a hint of ferocity.

In a corner on the second floor of the Soul Fighting Zone, several big shots sat up straight, looking at Huo Yuhao expectantly.

Old Master Xuan took a bite of a chicken leg and laughed, "The show is finally about to begin."

The referee raised his right hand, then suddenly dropped it, and a "start" sound was clearly heard by all the participating students on both sides.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Huabin and the other two maintained their previous formation and sprinted forward. Dai Huabin was in the lead, shouting as he ran, "White Tiger, possess me!"

A burst of intense, pale white light erupted from his body. As he ran, Dai Huabin stretched his arms out to the sides, his chest puffed out, his bones cracked and popped, and his muscles bulged, straining against his clothes. The outline of every muscle became extremely clear, and even the air around him seemed to become turbulent.

His once golden hair instantly turned black and white, with white making up the majority and a few strands of black hair standing out prominently. Four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the Chinese character for "king".

His hands underwent the most dramatic change, more than doubling in size. White fur covered his entire palms, and with each flick of his fingers, dagger-like claws extended and retracted from his hands. Each claw was like a blade, a full eight inches long, gleaming with a sinister, cold light.

Dai Huabin slowly leaned forward, his eyes turning a deep, dark blue, giving the impression of a killing machine.

Beneath his feet, three bright halos rose one after another, slowly ascending, two yellow and one purple. As the soul rings swirled, surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure that rushed out.

Evil-eyed white tiger!

The teachers on the viewing platform all nodded in approval. As expected of a direct descendant of the White Tiger Duke, Dai Huabin's combat power was absolutely top-notch at the level of a three-ring Soul Master.

At the same time, the two girls beside Dai Huabin also underwent different changes. Zhu Lu on the left had deeper eyes, perked up her ears, and her body became more slender and powerful. Each finger had a sharp blade extending from it. Unlike Dai Huabin, who was fierce, she possessed an ethereal lightness. With each flicker, a series of afterimages appeared around her.

The transformation of the other red-haired girl was even more bizarre. After releasing her martial spirit, she seemed to have aged three or four years in an instant. The girl, who was originally only about twelve years old, had transformed into a vibrant young woman. Her long pink hair had grown even longer and developed into large, wavy curls that cascaded down like a pink waterfall.

Her ears had also become pointed, even more so than Zhu Lu's. Her eyebrows and eyes had a faint pink hue, as if they were tinged with rouge, and her eyes sparkled. Her whole body exuded a youthful and alluring charm. Most peculiarly, she had two long tails behind her, each about a meter long. The thick pink fur looked incredibly lustrous in the afternoon sunlight, making one want to touch it.

Seeing her change, Huo Yuhao felt somewhat reassured. Cui Yajie, as expected, still possessed the Nine-Tailed Fox Martial Soul; this plot point remained unchanged.

Everything is under control.

With a low roar, Huo Yuhao released his Dark Kyurem Martial Soul. At the same time, he unleashed his first and second Soul Skills simultaneously. The temperature on the field suddenly dropped, and a faint tingling sensation filled the air. His pupils narrowed, and the black and white scales around his body exuded a fierce aura. A violent dragon roar instantly forced Dai Huabin to pause and slow his pace slightly.

A cold, bloodthirsty feeling rose in Huo Yuhao's heart. Dai Huabin was just the right person for him to test his current strength. After all, the little white tiger was originally his personal punching bag, and he wouldn't feel guilty even if it lost an arm or a leg.

"Qiu'er, you play with that little burnt cat for a while. I'll take care of the little white tiger and the little fox."

"True Vision" activated, and Huo Yuhao secretly transmitted his voice.

Looking at Cui Yajie across from him, who seemed to have suddenly donned the makeup of an actress, Huo Yuhao suddenly had a lyric pop into his head for no apparent reason:
Once the heavy makeup is on, the show begins!
The battle has begun! Hehehe, please vote!
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