Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Chapter 65: God's fist is the best, and the tiger climbs the mountain hard!
The teachers and students present almost all focused on this game.

And this was what Huo Dongjun and Dai Huabin expected.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao looked at the huge monster in the distance, their eyes were full of horror.

The four-meter-high and eight-meter-long Nether White Tiger is really shocking. The diameter of the tiger's head alone is about one or two meters in diameter, which is close to the height of a boy.

The most frightening thing is the speed, flying like a ghost.

"Xiao Xiao, help!" Wang Dong shouted with a worried look on his face.

The aura of this Nether White Tiger is almost the fluctuation of the soul power of the soul king, that is to say, this blow is equivalent to the full blow of the soul king.

Xiao Xiao's face turned pale, "It's too late!"

In the eyes of the audience, Huo Dongjun's blood-stained white clothes did not retreat at all, instead he rushed forward again in one go.

The young man's golden soul power flourished, surging like a torrential river, with strong control and force, the next moment, the red gold meteor jumped high, and the golden soul power on the field rose!
"Roar--"

A tiger's roar was breathtaking, and transparent waves were raised in the field.

There was no hesitation in Huo Dongjun's eyes, his bright eyes were extremely firm, and the moment his body leaped high, the red-gold soul power in his hands continued to condense, and a sun rose slowly.

The magic fist is the same, and the tiger climbs the mountain hard!
The Nether White Tiger's speed was astonishing, but at this moment Huo Dongjun's eruption speed was even faster, appearing like a ghost in a drought, appearing above the tiger's head.

A sky sun shines above the white tiger's forehead.

It's like a shining sun emerging from the world.

But at this time, the tiger claws of the Nether White Tiger slapped on Huo Dongjun's body.

The red gold soul power and the black and white soul power attacked each other.

Students with low cultivation levels were completely unable to see what was happening in the field.

There was a faint light in Yan Shaozhe's eyes.

The white clothes on Huo Dongjun's body were torn to pieces by the air waves and flew in all directions. The young man pushed aside the tiger's claws with his left hand, and pressed his right arm firmly on the Nether White Tiger's forehead.

At this moment, with the help of the white tiger's huge body, he borrowed strength again in the air.

A strong aura erupted in the field, this aura was even more domineering, with a touch of invincibility.

The young man flew up, with his arms supporting the tiger's head, forming an upside-down golden hook. Looking down at the white tiger from above, his heart beat loudly!Constantly urging, strong control and exerting force!Twist your waist, turn around and kick your legs!

The left leg is yin, shaped like flying alone, hiding as a phoenix.

The right foot is yang, and its strength reaches thousands of feet. When it moves, it becomes a dragon. The legs are like a dragon ascending to the sky, moving from top to bottom.

[Honkai Kill·Green Silver Chaotic Afterglow! 】

Huo Dongjun's right leg, shaped like a dragon, turned into a mountain-breaking axe, slashing fiercely at the neck of the Nether White Tiger.

The purple eyes of the Nether White Tiger suddenly widened, and the arrogance of looking down on the world had long since disappeared in the eyes, only a deep look of panic and bewilderment remained, but soon the last consciousness quickly dissipated with this leg.

He remembered that five years ago, his guard was also beaten to death by this kick.

Can't win.
really can't win

Following several murmurs, the Netherworld White Tiger completely dissipated, and two figures emerged, lying quietly on the ground.

At this moment, all eyes were on the white-haired boy, the only standing existence in the center of the field.

He actually won, not just one against three, but he also defeated the Netherworld White Tiger head-on.

All the teachers and students who previously felt that the young man was arrogant and stupid fell into sluggishness.

The boy's white hair is fluttering in the wind, his eyes are as bright as ice crystals, his handsome face is extraordinary, his flawless half-naked body is strong and strong, under the light of noon, there is a dazzling halo, so dazzling in the field,
Between the fingers of his right arm, drips of blood flowed, dripping down.

For a moment, even Xian Lin'er was slightly absent-minded.

Dai Huabin couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out, he tried his best to get up, but because more than half of his right arm bone was broken, the posture in which he got up was embarrassing.

He sat half-sitting in the center of the field with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice,

"My compatibility with the Netherworld White Tiger is extremely high, and my soul power is as high as that of a peak Soul King. How can you, a Soul Lord, defeat me, the Netherworld White Tiger?"

After experiencing the blow five years ago, I have never slacked off in these years. With the resources of the Duke's Palace and the royal family, my soul power has improved by leaps and bounds.

The reason I came to Shrek Academy was to use martial soul fusion skills to defeat him in front of everyone and prove that I was the main line of the White Tiger Clan!

Can,
But what,

It became his background board again.

Dai Huabin couldn't understand, how could he be so strong?
Huo Dongjun glanced at him, and said calmly, "This is not a world where soul power determines everything. The difference in soul power is nothing to me."

The boy's tone was very calm and gentle, but it revealed a boundless arrogance.

Dai Huabin smiled bitterly. He knew that he would never win him over in his life. This lowly man whom he once looked down upon really wanted to be looked up to.

Uncharacteristically, the referee didn't wave his hand to let the winner walk to him this time. Instead, he stepped forward, raised Huo Dongjun's right hand, and said loudly,

"In the first semi-final match, Huo Dongjun wins!"

The referee's voice was loud and transmitted very far, and some students were so excited that they stood up suddenly.

They all know that this is not only a witness to the victory of the semi-finals, but also the birth of a champion. No freshman group can beat Huo Dongjun.

No.

Many people will not easily forget this game, and the image of the young man covering the sky with his hands will be deeply engraved in their minds.

Dean Yan Shaozhe, who was on the top of the high platform, had a cheerful face.He waved his hand, and a teacher from the inner courtyard walked quickly to his side, leaned over and said respectfully,
"Dean Yan?"

Yan Shaozhe smiled, and said lightly, "Take Li Zhe to the outer courtyard for me. Within five years, I don't want to see this person again in the inner courtyard."

The inner courtyard teacher was startled and asked cautiously, "Then can Teacher Li Zhe still live in the Golden Tree Attic?"

Dean Yan glanced at him, "What do you think?"

The teacher in the inner courtyard did not dare to ask any more questions. He wiped the sweat from his head and quickly walked down the steps of the high platform.

He knew that Li Zhe, the celebrity next to the dean, was completely indifferent.

In the inner courtyard of the Wuhun Department, there are too many top-level Wuhuns and too few resources. As soon as Li Zhe's position is given up, the next person will soon take over.

Even if he is a disciple of Mr. Zhuang, it will be five years before he wants to re-enter the core of training.

Yan Shaozhe knew that the martial soul on his body was very fierce, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

Sure enough, the main body martial soul is the martial soul with the highest development potential among all martial souls.

He looked at the white-haired boy who was shirtless and calm in the arena, and recalled the previous scene where the boy suppressed the white tiger with one hand and broke the victory with one leg, and he felt deeply dissatisfied with Li Zhe again in his heart.

This guy is extremely poor in handling affairs, not only did he not bring Huo Dongjun into the inner court, but he even dared to instigate Xiao Tao to trouble Huo Dongjun.

If it wasn't for Li Zhe, Huo Dongjun might have already become his disciple, so he didn't have to make himself a trip there.

Yan Shaozhe snorted coldly, and disappeared on the high platform in a flash.

(End of this chapter)