Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 207 God's Sight Kill, Instantly Instantly Kills Tang San!
“Dai Chengfeng, you…”

To be fair, Tang San was indeed a disciple of the Tang Clan in his previous life. Just when everyone thought he was about to say something more, the spirit rings under his feet suddenly lit up.

He launched a sneak attack directly at Dai Chengfeng and Hu Liena: "First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

In an instant, countless tenacious blue silver grasses sprouted wildly from the ground, like giant cyan pythons, sweeping towards Dai Chengfeng.

Almost at the same time, Ma Hongjun, who had been working with Tang San for so long, also reacted instantly.

He quickly summoned his Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, flames ignited on his body, and the spirit rings beneath his feet lit up.

"The first soul skill: Phoenix Fireline!"

The Blue Silver Grass and Phoenix Fire Line worked together, one controlling and the other attacking, instantly forming an impenetrable attack net on the field, enveloping Dai Chengfeng and Hu Liena!

Tang San even felt uneasy, after all, Yu Xiaogang had told him how strong Dai Chengfeng was.

After Tang San released the Blue Silver Entanglement, his right hand instantly turned into a piece of black jade, and a palm-sized, pitch-black hidden weapon with a small hole appeared in his palm.

It is exactly what is recorded in the Xuan Tian Bao Lu: a veiled attack.

"die!"

Tang San held nothing back, and in an instant, he launched the Sand-Spitting Arrow three times in succession, each time accompanied by thirty-six poisoned steel needles.

These steel needles, following the Blue Silver Grass and Phoenix Fire Line, pierced the air, weaving a deathly net gleaming with a chilling blue light on the arena.

At this moment, Tang San finally stopped and stared intently at Dai Chengfeng on the other side of the arena. "Although the poison needles shot by my Hidden Sand Shot can penetrate steel plates several centimeters thick, the poison needles will also automatically release poison mist to paralyze the enemy."

"Soul masters with soul power below level 40 are almost unable to resist."

"but……"

“Dai Chengfeng has the White Tiger Martial Soul, just like Boss Dai, who is very good at defense.”

"If it were Dai Chengfeng, even indirect attacks might not be able to break through his defenses!"

In that instant, Tang San thought of the Dragon Beard Needle he was currently working on, a weapon specifically designed to break through internal energy. "Damn it!"

"If I had a few more days, with the Dragon Beard Needle, Dai Chengfeng would definitely not be my match!"

"Ha~"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng watched Tang San and Ma Hongjun's combined attack and chuckled, "Finished the show? Brilliant!"

"What a pity, even fireflies want to rival the moon's brilliance?"

A mocking smile appeared on Dai Chengfeng's lips, his long golden hair moved without wind, and a soul bone mark lit up between his brows.

"It only mentions restricting soul power, but it doesn't mention restricting mental power, so..."

Instantly, ripples appeared in the air above the arena.

The dark red killing intent spread rapidly, as if it were a tangible substance, and the light on the entire arena seemed to be drawn away.

The audience suddenly felt a darkness before their eyes.

Upon closer inspection, Dai Chengfeng had become a blurry silhouette in the shadows.

His figure and clothing disappeared into the darkness, except for his right eye, which, like a blood-red crescent moon, emitted a chilling red light.

The red light seemed to contain endless killing intent and destructive power, and each flash sent a shiver down one's spine.

"This is……"

Hu Liena's pupils widened suddenly, and her delicate body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

She had witnessed Dai Chengfeng's power in Death Valley, but the aura he exuded now made her feel as if she were facing a completely new and even more terrifying being.

"Kill the gods!"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng finally spoke, his voice low and cold.

The words fell.

boom--

A vast and unfathomable spiritual force poured out like a tidal wave.

With overwhelming force, it instantly shredded Tang San and Ma Hongjun's attacks into dust. "Not good!"

Tang San and Ma Hongjun's expressions changed drastically as they watched in horror as the terrifying power swept towards them.

They tried to mobilize their soul power to resist and use their soul skills to defend themselves, but in the face of this overwhelming spiritual power, their bodies were as if bound by invisible shackles, unable to move even a finger.

The enormous impact slammed them hard against the wall behind them.

boom--

With a loud bang, the wall cracked open, and rubble flew everywhere.

"puff--"

The two collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood that stained the floor beneath them.

hiss!
The surrounding audience stared wide-eyed at the scene, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg, yet they couldn't utter a sound.

The whole place fell into dead silence.

They found it hard to believe, having expected a closely contested and spectacular match.

Unexpectedly, in a single encounter, the Shrek Academy "monster" team, on which high hopes were placed, was completely defeated by Dai Chengfeng with overwhelming force.

Revolt?

what is that?
But soon, everyone realized what was happening and a huge uproar erupted. "What monster? He's nowhere near as good as a genius!"

"They couldn't even withstand a single move from His Highness Dai Chengfeng!"

In an instant, the entire venue erupted in cheers and excitement.

Hu Liena turned her head slightly, breathing rapidly, staring blankly at Dai Chengfeng's dark silhouette, which resembled a demon god.

Shock, awe...

Her heart was filled with complex emotions.

Dai Chengfeng's mental strength was indeed much stronger than when he faced him before.

In that instant, I felt so small, like an ant, that I couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.

In the lounge, Yu Xiaogang was struck dumb, and the teacup in his hand crashed to the ground with a "crack," splashing tea everywhere.

He staggered forward a few steps, staring intently at the screen, his eyes bloodshot. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

He roared angrily, "Everyone's soul power is level 27, how could Xiao San be instantly killed by Dai Chengfeng?"

The scene from just now kept replaying in Yu Xiaogang's mind: Tang San and Ma Hongjun's carefully coordinated attacks and hidden weapons, but in front of Dai Chengfeng, everything was like child's play.

What he found even harder to accept was...

Throughout the entire process, Dai Chengfeng never even lit up his spirit rings.

This made him, who prided himself on being a theoretical master in the world of Soul Masters, feel extremely frustrated and angry. "You definitely cheated! I don't accept this! Dai Chengfeng, how could you possibly kill my disciple in an instant?"

In a corner of the audience, a burly man in black wearing a straw hat leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with anger before turning to surprise and admiration.

"This is... a head-shaped soul bone skill?"

He muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, "He has almost the mental strength of a Contra-level player. The mistress's loss is not unjust."

"This trip to Wuhun City was worthwhile."

"This showed the mistress what it truly means to be outmatched and have a world beyond your reach..."

At this time.

stomping on...

Dai Chengfeng walked forward slowly, his steps steady, each step seeming to tread on the hearts of everyone present.

When he reached Tang San and Ma Hongjun, he slowly squatted down, his long, slender fingers grabbing Tang San's hair and making him look up at him.

"how?"

(End of this chapter)