Douluo Dalu: Start with a Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgement

Chapter 73 Skyfire Field
Just as Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu were approaching, Dai Huabin let out a tiger roar. Along with the roar, Dai Huabin's whole body swelled up again, and white hair mixed with black tiger stripes gushed out of his body frantically.

Zhu Lu bit her teeth lightly, her whole body was covered with a faint black light, her body was erratic, and she seemed to be transparent. He opened his arms and rushed toward Dai Huabin.

At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes. Dai Huabin's pupils actually merged into one, but the coldness in his eyes did not change. Instead, Zhu Lu's eyes became as gentle as water, as if she wanted to melt him.

The auras of the white tiger and the ghost civet completely blended in at this moment. The feeling was wonderful, the white tiger seemed to swallow the black cat, and strong soul power fluctuations burst out from their fused bodies like a blowout. The black and white light are completely integrated in the diffusion of the golden halo, which is a completely sublimated feeling.

Martial soul fusion skills are not one plus one equal to two. Even two identical martial souls may not be able to possess martial soul fusion skills. Because this requires complementarity and a perfect match. When the martial soul fusion skill is produced, the power is not just the level of two soul masters, but a transcendent existence.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's bodies disappeared at the moment of fusion, leaving only a huge white tiger in the assessment area. The white tiger was transparent, with white fur and black stripes, and purple eyes. It stared at Ji Lin coldly.

The evil-eyed white tiger and the ghost civet were derived from the huge figure that was more than eight meters long and more than two meters tall in the center of the assessment area. It is the fusion skill of the two martial arts, Netherworld White Tiger!
The huge white tiger's body seemed somewhat transparent, as if it was a completely illusory existence, while the figures of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu had already disappeared. The huge body squatted slightly, and the next moment, it had already brought up a transparent ripple and rushed straight towards Ji Lin at a terrifying speed.

When the huge white tiger dodged and pounced, it raised its head proudly. The arrogance of looking down at the world fully demonstrated its domination of the world and the king of beasts.

Looking at the Netherworld White Tiger rushing towards him, Ji Lin's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Well done."

The four soul rings undulating on the Skyfire Sword in Ji Lin's hand gradually lit up with dazzling light.

The first soul skill, residual fire.

The second soul skill is the manipulation of fire elements.

The third soul skill, red flame sword energy.

The fourth soul skill, Holy Flame of Heavenly Fire, improves all attributes and increases the damage of fire elements.

Flames burst out of Ji Lin's body, transforming into a pillar of fire that towered into the sky and enveloped Ji Lin's entire body, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

At this moment, on the stage, all the teachers held their breath, and the most nervous one was the referee, who was ready to take action at any time.

Except for a very few people, most of the teachers did not expect that in a freshman competition, there would be such a spectacular scene. A martial soul fusion skill, that is a martial soul fusion skill!
And there is Ji Lin, who is a Soul Master whose fourth soul ring is black. Looking at his current power, it is not inferior to his martial soul fusion skill, Netherworld White Tiger.

In the flames, Ji Lin raised the sword with both hands and chopped it hard in the direction where the Netherworld White Tiger was pouncing. A dragon roar that shook the sky was heard, and a flaming dragon rushed out from the pillar of fire that wrapped Ji Lin, roaring towards the Netherworld White Tiger.

The reason why it is a dragon-shaped sword energy is that Ji Lin uses his second soul skill, the fire element, to manipulate and control his third soul skill, the red flame sword energy, to change it into a dragon shape.

Don’t ask why I have to do this. Don’t ask. The reason I’m asking is that it’s cool.

Just look at Xiaoxiao, then look at Cui Yajie, and you will know from the way they look at Ji Lin now.

Sometimes, being handsome is everything.

Facing the roaring Fire Dragon, the Nether White Tiger was not to be outdone. It roared, raised its claws, and slapped the Fire Dragon.

At this moment, even the experienced referee was dumbfounded, because he didn't know whether he should stop such a collision. If he didn't let them fight head-on, how could he determine the winner?

Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun in the stands did not intervene, because they could see that the two sides could not decide the winner. As expected, the claws of the Nether White Tiger, with the breath of cold death, collided with the hot and sharp claws of the Flame Dragon. For a moment, the fire and darkness intertwined, and the air was filled with a burning breath.

Cui Yajie, Xiaoxiao and others were unable to intervene and could only watch the collision between the two sides nervously.

"Bang." An explosion sounded, and the Fire Dragon exploded. The Nether White Tiger was blown several meters away, rolled a few times, and lay on the ground in a mess. Its hair was burnt black and its body was covered with marks of burns from flames.

But it did not cancel the martial soul fusion state, and it was obvious that it still had the strength to fight.

Seeing that the four consecutive soul skills failed to defeat the Nether White Tiger, Ji Lin praised: "It is worthy of being a martial soul fusion skill that has been passed down for ten thousand years. I see, I underestimated you."

The teachers in the stands looked at each other in bewilderment. They felt that this sentence was familiar, especially Du Weilun, who always felt a phantom pain in his right hand.

Ji Lin's eyes focused, and a circle of red light spread out from under his feet. A raging flame burned within a hundred meters, turning it into a world of fire.

There was a cry of surprise from the stands, "Field?"

Ji Lin held the Skyfire Sword in his right hand, stepped on the raging flames and walked towards the Netherworld White Tiger surrounded by flames step by step.

The Netherworld White Tiger, who was struggling to stand up, felt a huge pressure all over his body, making it hard to breathe. All its attributes were suppressed, and its body was burned by high temperature. On the other hand, Ji Lin's momentum surged again, and it was obvious that his attributes were amplified again.

Xiaoxiao, Cui Yajie and the other two had already retreated a hundred meters away, and were stunned as they looked at the man and the tiger surrounded by flames.

Looking at Ji Lin walking towards him, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Nether White Tiger, and then it was replaced by ferocity. It roared again and pounced on Ji Lin.

Ji Lin smiled faintly and said, "Your courage is commendable."

Then he swung the sword again, this time it was no longer in the shape of a dragon, but a red sword energy that was tens of meters long.

Du Weilun in the stands finally remembered where he had heard this sentence and why he had phantom pain in his right hand.

He cursed again, "Fuck!"

Then, at the last second, he appeared out of thin air and quietly came to the assessment area. He blocked the tiger's palm from the Nether White Tiger with his back, and blocked Ji Lin's dozens of meters long sword energy with his front body.

A rich white light shot up into the sky, transforming into a seemingly illusory but extremely solid barrier that blocked attacks from both sides.

The Netherworld White Tiger, which looked so powerful, shattered instantly after hitting the white light. Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's bodies flew out and fell to the ground with pale faces. They didn't even have the strength to stand up.

On the other side, Ji Lin's dozens of meters long red sword energy gradually faded and finally dissipated into nothingness.

The one blocking both sides was Du Weilun, the director of the Wuhun Department. This time he no longer dared to use his right hand to block Ji Lin's sword energy.

He had already suffered a loss last time.

(End of this chapter)