Dai Mubai was a little surprised when he saw Dai Yao retracting his fist and accumulating strength. Although he looked down on Dai Yao, he was never careless about fighting. In his assessment, he could defeat Dai Yao without opening his martial spirit.

Yao.

After all, the first soul skill of the White Tiger Martial Spirit is the White Tiger Body Barrier, which is just a defensive soul skill.

Dai Yao kicked the ground with one foot and strode towards Dai Mubai. In the eyes of everyone, this was like an ant shaking an elephant!

"Well done." In this situation, Dai Yao was not afraid, but had the courage to face the attack. This made Dai Mubai feel a sense of appreciation for Dai Yao.

He likes fighting, but what he hates most is cowards who dare not fight.

The two sides got closer and closer, and fists of one large and one small collided violently. The audience in the stands screamed!

Boom——

Both of them felt as if they were struck by lightning, and flew away with pain on their faces.

Dai Mubai took a step back, and Dai Yao took four steps back before he stopped his retreat.

Dai Mubai looked at Dai Yao in disbelief. During the collision of his fists, he felt the power contained in the opponent's fist, which was almost the same as his own.

"He is only six years old, and he can already compete with me in terms of strength. When he reaches my age, his strength must be so terrifying." Dai Mubai thought in shock.

The other party was considered his opponent, so Dai Mubai put away all his contempt at this moment. He originally thought that this duel was just a formality, and that he could easily defeat Dai Yao and then marry Zhu Zhuqing.

But he didn't expect Dai Yao to give him a surprise from the beginning.

"Tsk tsk, the fourth prince is pretty good. His physical strength is already on par with the third prince's." Bishop Ferdinand looked at the two people in the field and said with a smile.

After hearing the bishop's words, the queen no longer felt relaxed at the beginning, her face became stern, she looked at the two people in the field, and remained silent.

Dai Mubai put away his attacking posture and returned to the martial arts stage amid the discussion of everyone.

He shook his sore right arm, turned his neck, and the bones made a crackling sound. A solemn look appeared on his strong and resolute face, and he bowed to Dai Yao and said: "Dai Mubai, seventeen-year-old strong attack system warrior

Soul Master, please give me some advice."

He may be bohemian in other matters, but he is always meticulous in battle.

To respect your opponent is to respect yourself.

Dai Yao's arm was also in severe pain, but his right hand had gained some resistance due to the experience of being injured after using Bajibeng many times. After a simple rest, it was almost healed.

He bowed his hands and his eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Dai Yao, an eleventh-level battle spirit master, please give me your advice!"

Two rays of white light spurted out from their bodies, and in the white light, two fierce and domineering auras bloomed at the same time.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

The audience in the stands exclaimed. Especially the children of the Dai family, they feel the White Tiger Spirit more deeply, and the fear coming from the depths of their souls is like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

However, what surprised them the most was the pair of white wings on Dai Yao's back. Everyone was talking about it, and there was endless enthusiasm for Dai Yao's martial spirit.

At the beginning of the game, Dai Yao activated the second form of Wuhun, which shows how much he attaches importance to this game. There is no room for failure in this game, and he will do everything he can to win.

"What martial spirit is that?" Bishop Ferdinand no longer looked lazy, his little eyes opened as wide as possible, and he asked in surprise.

"The Holy White Tiger Martial Spirit was named by Dai Yao himself." The fifth elder replied coldly.

Bishop Ferdinand suppressed the surprise in his heart. He had never heard of this kind of martial spirit, and the strength of the martial spirit was even more astonishing. I am afraid that only the angel martial spirits passed down in the enshrinement hall can compare with it.

"This child must not be kept!" The bishop suddenly had such an idea in his mind. If Dai Yao grows up, he will pose too many threats to Wuhun Palace. But when he thinks of the tradition of the Xingluo Royal Family, he feels relieved again: "His

No matter how powerful the martial soul is, it is just potential. Can it be compared to the eldest prince who is already a soul master? The loser in the competition for the throne has no chance of survival."

"It's just a pity, such a powerful martial spirit."

Two figures appeared, equally powerful and domineering, with two ferocious eyes staring at each other.

"I have to admit that you are a genius. At the same age, I am definitely not your opponent, but today, I have a reason to defeat you." Dai Mubai said with emotion.

"What a coincidence, I have to defeat you too." Dai Yao smiled.

There is a yellow soul ring on both sides. When Dai Mubai's martial soul possessed him, Dai Yao clearly felt a pressure coming on his face, and the operation of his own soul power was a little stagnant.

"Then let me show you that the difference between us is more than just the difference in soul power!"

After saying that, Dai Mubai moved, and his palms were like tiger claws, striking towards Dai Yao with great force.

"So fast!" The strong wind hit, and Dai Yao's first feeling was that of speed. He didn't expect that an attack-type soul master could be so fast.

He could only reluctantly cross his hands and make a gesture of resistance. However, what he didn't expect was that this seemingly powerful palm struck his hand but it felt soft.

"You've been fooled." This palm was just Dai Mubai's feint, the real attack came from his other hand.

Under Dai Yao's armpit, an iron fist struck directly between his ribs. If this punch hit Dai Yao firmly, he would immediately lose the ability to fight.

"Not good!" Dai Yao shouted in his heart.

The first soul ring lights up.

"White Tiger Protective Barrier."

A white cover covered Dai Yao, and Dai Mubai's fist struck the cover, making a muffled sound like a morning bell.

The protective barrier was not broken, but the consumption of soul power was huge. Taking this opportunity, Dai Yao quickly retreated. With just a slight contact, he could already feel the gap in actual combat experience between the two.

However, Dai Mubai was even more surprised. Dai Yao had already brought him too many surprises.

He originally planned to defeat Dai Yao cleanly, and he was about to succeed, but he didn't expect Dai Yao to release his soul skills so quickly.

The lightning and flint completely blocked his attack.

"How come a person who has just obtained a soul ring can release soul skills so skillfully? Is he really a genius?" These thoughts flashed through Dai Mubai's mind. He observed Dai Yao's posture and planned the next step.

Two attacks.

"The White Tiger Protective Barrier consumes a lot of your soul power. I want to see how many times you can use your eleventh level soul power to perform soul skills."

Dai Yao's footing was not stable, and Dai Mubai came forward to attack again.

"Is this attack still a feint?" This thought appeared in Dai Yao's mind, but just by this hesitation, Dai Mubai attacked right in front of him.

He hurriedly defended, powerful force came from his arms, and he successfully blocked Dai Mubai's attack.

However, in his ribs, Dai Mubai attacked again with the same move.

What he didn't expect was that this time it was a feint.
Chapter completed!