Douluo Continent: Starting from Leading Ferocious Beasts to Transform into Demons

Chapter 88 MVP Xiong Jin

One rock spear after another shot towards the Netherworld White Tiger, causing continuous destruction to the continent, leaving it devastated.

With the increased speed, the Netherworld White Tiger dodged the rock spears from the sky. Unless it was hit directly, the aftershocks could not possibly harm it.

"Ugh!"

The Netherworld White Tiger, which had been charging forward, let out a painful cry. The energy that it hadn't had time to clear from its body was suddenly detonated, causing a slight impact on the Netherworld White Tiger. But this slight impact interfered with the Netherworld White Tiger's movements.

The next second, countless rock spears rained down from the sky, focusing their fire on the Netherworld White Tiger.

One rock spear after another crumbled, unable to withstand the force of the impact, but the impact of their fall was mercilessly released onto the Netherworld White Tiger.

The deafening explosions continued for a full two and a half minutes before Xiong Jun stopped attacking and rubbed his temples. Although Xiong Jin was there to assist him, it was still a considerable drain on his energy. His mental strength wasn't bad, but it wasn't much better either.

The metal dragon, carrying Xiong Jun, landed beside Zi Ji. If it weren't for Zi Ji's help, things would have been quite troublesome.

"That guy is really strong; his aura hasn't even weakened."

Zi Ji frowned slightly, which only added a unique charm to her.

"And it seems to have become even stronger?"

Xiong Jun murmured, this change was something he hadn't expected.

A huge explosion rang out, and the towering pile of rubble suddenly burst open, revealing a black and white figure emerging from it, standing atop the rubble with a powerful aura.

"I am the God of War, I sustain myself through war, and I am invincible."

The Netherworld White Tiger was covered in wounds, but its aura was extremely strong, even stronger than before.

"This guy gets stronger the longer he fights, huh?"

Xiong Jun spat, "The key is, there's no such thing as an instant kill in a normal battle."

"However, the opponent's aura isn't very stable, so it seems like we can still fight them."

Zi Ji, however, did not care at all. She had already transformed back into her true form, a purple-black dragon thousands of meters long, flapping its wings and flying in the air. The real battle was about to begin.

"Tsk, it's been a long time since I've played like this."

Xiong Jun also transformed his body to be thousands of meters tall. He had previously fought mostly against humans, and his large body made him an easy target. It had been a long time since he had fought in his beast form.

Seeing this, the Netherworld White Tiger also grew larger, and the three enormous creatures stared at each other silently.

The battle resumed the next second.

Zi Ji flapped her wings and flew towards the Netherworld White Tiger, spraying puffs of black water at it.

The Netherworld White Tiger raised its right arm, and a black light appeared in front of it, swallowing the attack that was coming at it.

The Xiong Jin refined by Xiong Jun was now wrapped around the Netherworld White Tiger. As the contraction force increased, the Netherworld White Tiger found it difficult to move.

A crescent moon, transformed into a ghostly light, swept across the metal dragon, severing it as easily as cutting tofu. Before it could break free, the metal at the wound liquefied and surged, healing upon contact and tightly binding the Netherworld White Tiger.

Xiong Jun crouched down slightly, then leaped up explosively, leaving only the ground he had trampled under his feet.

The roar continued, and the earth trembled slightly. Every movement of Xiong Jun left a deep mark on the ground.

The bear's claws reached for the Netherworld White Tiger's claws. The Netherworld White Tiger erupted again, forcibly breaking free from its chains. It blocked the bear's attack with its left claws and kicked out, attempting to send the bear flying.

Xiong Jun neither dodged nor avoided; countless golden rays gathered behind him and shot towards the Netherworld White Tiger.

The shattered Xiong Jin transformed into molten metal, changing shape to become a cube that stood in front of Xiong Jun. The Netherworld White Tiger's kick shattered it, its divine power cutting it to pieces, but it also blocked the kick.

Amidst the tremors, Xiong Jin merged with the Netherworld White Tiger once more, this time tightly enveloping its lower body, attempting to confine it to the spot to endure the beating.

"Well done!"

With a loud shout, Xiong Jun used the Heaven-Turning Seal to block the attack of the Netherworld White Tiger. The sharp energy kept trying to cut through Xiong Jun's flesh, but the Heaven-Turning Seal steadily blocked the attack of the Swift Spirit Moon. The ear-piercing sound of metal colliding rang out, and they began to struggle.

Zi Ji was not idle either. She swooped down from the sky, her sharp claws piercing the back of the Netherworld White Tiger. She then tried to leave quickly, but a huge claw slashed across her abdomen, and purple blood gushed from the wound.

The pain from the wound fueled the fighting spirit in Murasaki's eyes. The granulation tissue continued to wriggle and coil, and the wound had already healed, though faint traces of blood remained on her abdomen.

The Netherworld White Tiger was in the same situation; although its back was injured, its aura grew stronger and stronger, gradually overpowering Xiong Jun.

The aura of the Netherworld White Tiger suddenly surged again, directly knocking Xiong Jun away. At this moment, his various abilities almost doubled, but in return, the consumption of divine power within his body accelerated.

Countless black and gold blades shredded Xiong Jin to pieces, and the Netherworld White Tiger leaped up and hovered in the air, finally breaking free from Xiong Jin's entanglement for a brief moment.

"What is that thing? How can it be so disgusting?"

Dai Mubai's voice came from the mouth of the Netherworld White Tiger. He was truly disgusted by that thing. If it hadn't been constantly harassing him, how could he have been beaten like this?

That thing wasn't strong; it just kept harassing him.

The figure of the Netherworld White Tiger gradually blurred, and the figures of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing appeared.

"This time it's two against three, the advantage is on my side."

Dai Mubai looked at the majestic Xiong Jun standing opposite him and the metal dragon beside him that had returned to its original state. This time, without Zi Ji's interference, he wanted to see who could defeat whom in a head-on confrontation with Xiong Jun.

Xiong Jun looked at the two who had separated in surprise. After they were separated, the aura emanating from them had decreased significantly, but this made it more difficult to fight them. Without a righteous gang up on them, they could only fight head-on.

"The two of us, one demon and one monster?"

Xiong Jun looked at Zi Ji. They were only warming up. Although the fight had been intense, they hadn't been injured much, and the injuries were not as severe as when he challenged Di Tian before.

"I want that little female kitten."

Zi Ji looked at Zhu Zhuqing and suddenly remembered that this was not an ordinary battle. She guessed that Master Lu was still watching their performance, so she did not try to be brave.

"Then I'll take that little tiger."

Xiong Jun looked at Dai Mubai, the image of him being sent flying by Dai Mubai was still vivid in his mind, and he hadn't gotten his revenge yet.

"A one-on-one duel?"

Xiong Jun rode up to him on a giant metal dragon and gestured for them to fight on the other side.

"certainly!"

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing beside him, and after their eyes met, they both saw the trust in each other.

Dai Mubai stretched his body and followed Xiong Jun to the other side, leaving this place to them.

"Want to come? My cute little kitten."

When Zi Ji transforms into human form to fight against a speed-type opponent like Zhu Zhuqing, her petite human form is more suitable.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze grew even colder, her right hand gripping the Swift Spirit Moon tightly.

(End of this chapter)