Douluo: Twin Origins, Suppressing the World

Chapter 38: One on Three, the Advantage is in My Hands

One to three.

Ling Shuangfeng, who was the odd one out, was calm and composed, but Dai Huabin and the other two, who had the advantage in numbers, were very nervous.

Dai Huabin took a deep breath and took the initiative to attack.

The white tiger's sharp claws came with a strong wind that seemed to be able to destroy everything.

This time, Ling Shuang did not give Dai Huabin the opportunity to get close to her as she did when she fought Xie Huanyue before.

Although his melee combat ability cannot be underestimated, and even far exceeds that of the strong attack soul masters of the same level, his main job is still a mage!

Using tricks to make the opponent lose and suffer defeat before he even gets close to him, this is his real forte!

The first soul ring flashed.

The flames of the abyss appeared behind Ling Shuang like stars on the sky.

Transforming into flowing fire, the flames of the abyss flew towards Dai Huabin like an arrow.

Dai Huabin was disdainful at first, and seemed to have no intention of dodging. He waved his sharp claws and met the flying flames of the Abyss.

A mere flame can only be defeated by his white tiger claws!

Dai Huabin is extremely confident.

But this confidence did not last long. The moment the Abyss Flame touched the White Tiger's claws, the confident look on Dai Huabin's face instantly disappeared, replaced by pain.

He retreated in a hurry. The pair of white tiger claws were already charred black and blood was flowing out of them.

How can it be? !
Besides the pain, there is also disbelief.

Dai Huabin's eyes were full of horror.

The Gengjin power covering his white tiger claws became extremely fragile the moment it came into contact with the purple flame, just like a piece of white paper encountering fire!
On the high platform, Yan Shaozhe touched his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

As a Super Douluo whose martial spirit is the Phoenix of Light, he is also a master of playing with fire, and his eyes are also extremely extraordinary.

Yan Shaozhe could clearly feel that the terrifying power of Ling Shuang's purple flames did not come from the high temperature that ordinary flames relied on.

There must be another extremely terrifying force at work.

What could be that incredibly powerful force that seemed to be able to annihilate everything...

The power of death?

That shouldn't be the case. Although the power of death is indeed terrifying, if it were true, his Bright Phoenix Martial Spirit would not have had no reaction at all.

Moreover, the power in the purple flame was not dirty, but extremely pure.

Yan Shaozhe frowned slightly and had no answer for a moment.

The destructive attribute was still too rare, and Yan Shaozhe didn't think about it at all for a moment.

Before Dai Huabin could continue to be horrified, the arrows formed by the flames of the abyss threatened his life.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Dai Huabin didn't dare to take it head-on again.

He swayed his body, concentrating on dodging the arrows formed by the flames of the abyss.

Large charred pits appeared on the ring.

Fortunately, I can hide.

Dai Huabin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he found an opportunity, there was still a chance of winning.

but……

Dai Huabin's pupils suddenly dilated when he saw something.

His Adam's apple bulged, and he swallowed his saliva, his voice a little dry: "You must be joking..."

In front of him and behind Ling Shuang, arrows formed by the flames of the abyss were densely arranged behind him.

If the attack frequency of the Abyssal Flame just now was roughly equivalent to a team of ten people shooting arrows at the same time, then now it can be called a volley of thousands of arrows!
There were almost no gaps between the purple spots of light, and there was no room to move or dodge.

"It's over, Dai Huabin can't escape." In the spectator seats, Xiao Xiao had a gloating look on his face.

She came to watch this game specifically to see how Dai Huabin's team, the team that eliminated them, would be defeated by the male god.

The other side of the spectator seats

Wu Feng, who had always been quite unhappy with Ling Shuang, no longer had the usual arrogant look on his face.

After a long silence, she managed to utter two words: "Pervert!"

It was too desperate. Even though it was not him on the ring, Wu Feng could imagine Dai Huabin's despair at that moment.

Beside her, Ning Tian's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

Ling Shuang, who was controlling thousands of fires in the field and was at ease, poked her xp hard.

Wang Dong'er, who was standing behind Ling Shuang, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

She felt that Ling Shuang was making such a big fuss just to stand up for herself.

After all, Ling Shuang's only previous moves were all resolved cleanly and neatly.

This bad guy is actually quite good...

Ling Shuang didn't know what Wang Dong'er was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely be speechless.

Little sister, what are you thinking about?

The reason he did this was simply because he wanted to fight in a different way.

After all, as a mage, it is too weird to always engage in close combat. Gorgeous combat is the right way for a mage!

Melee combat is just a necessary skill, and gorgeous elemental attacks are the romance of the mage!

The twin staffs of Creation and Annihilation were swung, and the flames of the Abyss of Ember, which had almost gathered into a wall of fire behind Ling Shuang, shot towards Dai Huabin and the other two like thousands of arrows.

It was so dense that it looked like a horizontal downpour, leaving no chance for escape.

The soul power in Du Weilun's body, as the referee, has begun to surge.

He is ready to rescue at any time.

As long as Dai Huabin and others are defeated, he will take action immediately.

That's the only way to do it!
Looking at the flaming arrows in the sky, Dai Huabin gritted his teeth and said, "Zhu Lu!"

Zhu Lu understood what he meant and walked forward and threw herself into Dai Huabin's arms.

Soul power surged, and a huge white tiger appeared on the ring.

Soul fusion skill: Netherworld White Tiger!
The Zhu family and the Dai family have been bound together for tens of thousands of years!

Cui Yajie smiled bitterly and jumped off the stage silently.

She is still very self-aware.

Without the martial soul fusion technique, given Dai Huabin's personality, he would probably only focus on defeating Ling Shuang and would not be able to distract himself to protect her.

Why not step down early and wait to be burned by that strange purple flame?
Cui Yajie could clearly see the changes in the ground of the ring after it came into contact with the purple flame.

She didn't think that she, with the protection of soul power, could be more resistant than marble.

Dai Huabin led the Netherworld White Tiger to face the overwhelming rain of arrows formed by the flames of the Abyss.

The majestic momentum and the mighty roar of the tiger made many spectators tremble in their hearts.

Huo Yuhao's expression changed in the audience.

Dai Huabin had not used this trick when he defeated them.

Soul Fusion Technique...

Huo Yuhao felt even more insecure.

Most people believed that Dai Huabin could withstand this rain of flaming arrows because of the terrifying power displayed by the Nether White Tiger.

But Ling Shuang sneered: "It's just a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

The rain of arrows formed by the flames of the abyss hit the huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger like raindrops.

The match was not as evenly matched as most people imagined. The Netherworld White Tiger was defeated step by step, and a painful tiger roar came out of its mouth.

The huge figure disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the Netherworld White Tiger exploded and scattered, and Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu vomited blood and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Seeing this, Du Weilun awkwardly prepared to block the remaining rain of arrows, but saw that the flaming arrows automatically dissipated in mid-flight.

Du Weilun, who had already reached the ring and made a defensive move, felt extremely embarrassed in an instant.

(End of this chapter)