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Chapter 2526 I just asked who else?
"boom!"

In an instant, Chen Shuang's body roared again, and the ancestral-level white tiger physique was fully activated, and the gray-white blood of the tiger gushed out from the pores all over his body. In just a short breath or so, a huge head was condensed behind his back. The phantom of the white tiger several feet away.

This phantom of the white tiger is the proof of the White Tiger Warrior Clan's return to the bloodline of their ancestors, representing the meaning of the bloodline totem of the White Tiger Warrior Clan.

What Yu She said before had already shocked Tong Yang and the senior officials of the White Tiger Warrior Clan on the tower, and their faces were dull.

At this moment, seeing that as Yu She said, a young man actually walked out of the crowd, and within a few words, the blood totem of the White Tiger Warrior Clan was condensed behind his back.

This scene caught everyone on the tower unprepared, and they all gasped in shock, and they all exclaimed in astonishment...

"The white tiger's evil spirit is absolutely unmistakable..."

"The baleful energy takes shape and gathers into a battle tiger. That's right, this is indeed the ancestral blood of my white tiger warrior clan!"

"Bloodline totem, I have only seen it in the surviving family books of our clan before. After thousands of years, the descendants of my white tiger clan who were scattered have returned one after another. After recuperating, there are hundreds of thousands of clan members. Today, I finally saw it again. I have arrived at an ancestral bloodline."

"The ancestral white tiger was born out of the sky, and the bloodline totem reappeared in the world. This is a good omen. The day of great prosperity for our white tiger warrior clan is not far away!"

"The key point is that this person not only has the atavistic bloodline of my White Tiger Warrior Clan, but at such a young age, he has also stepped into the senior twelfth rank early. Given time, with the strength of the atavistic bloodline, he will be able to step into the fourteenth rank in a short time. stage……"

With the sound of these exclamations, a large number of patrol soldiers of the White Tiger Warriors on both sides of the tower also boiled.

Their eyes were burning brightly, their faces were flushed, their chests rose and fell, and their breathing was rapid. The eyes that converged on Chen Shuang showed admiration.

"Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I can still see the bloodline totem of the White Tiger Warrior Clan appear in the world. If so, I will die without regret..."

After being dazed for a few moments, Tong Yang came back to his senses with a shock, his eyes were slightly red, and there was emotion in his voice.

However, in the middle of speaking, he took a deep breath, forced to suppress the excitement in his heart, locked his eyes on Chen Shuang, and stared at him for a moment with a serious face.

Finally, he nodded again and said, "Young man, you have the ancestral blood of our clan, so you are indeed the best candidate for the patriarch, but I don't agree with what you are doing now."

"So, as you said, if you want to get what you want and let the old man give up the position of Patriarch of the White Tiger Zhan Clan and resign as deputy patriarch, then you must defeat me head-on. Are you... sure you want to try?"

Tong Yang was really shocked by Chen Shuang's atavistic bloodline.

However, Chen Shuang's level of strength is still a bit weak. He is only at the twelfth level of seniority, but he publicly challenged him at the thirteenth level. From Tong Yang's point of view, this is simply asking for humiliation.

Including the elders of the White Tiger Zhan Clan behind him, the high-level people obviously also have this kind of appearance, whispering to each other, discussing in a low voice, and the expressions on their faces also reveal strange meanings...

And Yu She, and the elders of the Greedy Wolf Warrior Clan behind him, after exchanging glances, all shook their heads and smiled wryly.

Chen Shuang's strength is still higher than that of Guo Li before. With the invisible blood suppression power brought by his atavistic blood of the White Tiger Warrior Clan, it is not impossible to defeat Tong Yang head-on.

"If you want to fight, you can fight. Where is there so much nonsense?"

Chen Shuang was already a little impatient. Seeing Tong Yang's wordiness, he immediately waved his hands, and there was also a look of sarcasm on his face.

Baihu is the main battle, and his character and style have always been that he doesn't talk too much. Now that he has mentioned the challenge, in Chen Shuang's view, it is already nonsense to say one more word.

"Hmph, are you so confident? The old man wants to see if you have the ability..."

"boom!"

After all, Tong Yang is also the head of the clan. Although he has already cherished Chen Shuang's talent, he still feels a little bit uneasy when he is provoked by Chen Shuang in public, and his anger is also a little bit out.

After speaking, his figure shook, his body roared, and he slapped Chen Shuang with a palm...

Chen Shuang here couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing Tong Yang finally made a move, he grinned ferociously, and the power of blood in his body was fully activated. With a pause on his right foot, he punched him head-on without avoiding it.

"Roar!"

At the same time, the phantom of the white tiger behind him, condensed with the blood of the tiger, suddenly burst into breath, opened its bloody mouth in anger, and let out a roar of the tiger, the invisible force of blood suppression, like a hurricane roaring towards the opposite side .

"Hiss! Is this... bloodline suppression?"

Since Tong Yang belongs to the White Tiger Warrior Clan and has the blood of this clan in his body, facing the blood totem condensed by the blood energy of Husha, he instantly felt the power of the blood in his body stagnate suddenly, not running smoothly, and the force of his palm was also sharp. minus [-]%.

He was originally at the thirteenth stage, but now he has fallen. The power of this palm is only at the senior twelfth stage, and he is already at the same level as Chen Shuang...

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

"Humph!"

In the next moment, the palms and fists of the two collided together, accompanied by a shocking roar, a black hole exploded in the void, and then quickly repaired and closed.

Two senior twelfth-level forces collided head-on, and the explosive recoil was terrifying. Chen Shuang and Tong Yang flew upside down at the same time. Although no one vomited blood, Tong Yang's nose clearly There is a muffled groan, and it must feel uncomfortable.

After more than a thousand meters, the figures of the two stabilized in the void at the same time. Although Chen Shuang's face was flushed, the blood in his body was surging, his chest was heaving, and he was panting like a cow, but Tong Yang's condition on the other side was obviously worse than him. Some.

After all, Chen Shuang was young and full of vigor and blood. On the surface, this confrontation seemed to be a match, but in fact, Tong Yang had already lost the wind invisibly.

"What about the thirteenth stage?"

With a frontal blow, Chen Shuang did not lose the wind, and even gained the upper hand slightly. The pride in Chen Shuang's heart was also stimulated, and he raised his head and roared in the middle of the sentence: "I just asked... who else?"

"Roar!"

As his roar came out, the phantom of the white tiger behind him also raised his head, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a roar, and the void was slightly rippled like thin scales, and the domineering , eye-catching.

"Come again!"

"boom……"

When the roar fell, before the dazzled Tong Yang who was looking at him came back to his senses, Chen Shuang gave a soft drink, his eyes sparkled, and he stamped his feet and punched out again...

(End of this chapter)