Beidou Continent

The white hooves stood opposite the horse's belly, and the horse's belly was the first to let out a shocking roar. This roar was earth-shattering. Not to mention ordinary animals, even monks with weak cultivation would be frightened by this roar and stop moving forward, losing all their fighting spirit.

The sentence about the big tabby cat that Qin Tian relayed before really made Ma feel angry. Who is that? It's the belly of a horse! He is the king of land! Even the tiger, the king of beasts, only resembles it in appearance, but is not qualified to be on an equal footing with it. Calling it a limp cat is an insult, isn't it?

Little did Ma Wei know that Bai Ho would choose to challenge it alone, not because he looked down upon him, but because he was reluctant to share his powerful opponent with Qin Tian. Trapped in a locked formation a few years ago, Bai Hoo could not find an opponent at all. After finally breaking away from the locked formation, they encountered Tian Kui's army attacking the city. They thought they had the opportunity to use their muscles and bones to kill everyone. But the main force attacking the city was mainly human beings acting as cannon fodder. How could it arouse interest? Sigh... Opponents are hard to find, and good opponents are even harder to come by.

Wei Zi finally left the horse's belly to them. How could Bai Tu not be overjoyed? He was actually not even willing to share it with Qin Tian. Speaking of which, White Hooves and Horse Belly are both beasts with extremely strong desire to fight, but there is one thing that is completely different between them: Horse Belly treats fighting as a means to achieve a certain goal, while White Hooves views fighting itself as a process. As the ultimate goal, this also determines the difference in the fighting methods and will quality of the two beasts.

Hearing the coercion in the roar of the horse's belly, Bai Hoo was not surprised but delighted, and the fighting spirit in the bull's eyes like copper bells became even hotter. It did not follow the horse's belly and howl, but faced the horse's belly and backed away cautiously. The four ox hooves stepped heavily on the ground, regular and deep, making a sound like the beating of a war drum.

The horse's belly was not paying attention for a moment, and was distracted by the sound. He suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was being held by several huge forces, and was being rubbed hard. An inexplicable fear appeared, and he actually had the idea of ​​​​giving up defeat and surrendering without a fight.

Ma Fu also had considerable combat experience, and he immediately realized that Bai Hoo's hooves should have magical powers. The sound of the hoof stamping was some kind of sonic attack, and the target of the attack was actually not the body, but the spiritual platform where the mind power was located. I didn't dare to be careless at the moment, my whole body's marrow power was flowing, and my mind power protected the spiritual platform tightly. A pair of tiger eyes stared closely at the white hoof, but the huge body also slowly retreated like the white hoof.

After a while, the distance between the two beasts was nearly a hundred feet. From the initial face-to-face meeting to now looking at each other from a distance, although the distance has become longer, the atmosphere has become more tense. The monks who were watching all knew that this distance only left more space for the white hooves and the horse's belly to exert force. If they wanted to, they would fight together again in an instant.

A pair of front paws on the horse's belly lightly scratched the ground, and a pair of tiger eyes still stared at the white hooves unblinkingly. It was looking for weak points around White Hoof, and then launched an attack, killing it with one blow.

The shield of marrow power around White Hoof had already been released, full of alertness. After pulling away, its four hooves were still treading in place, making a thumping sound. It would be best if the sound waves could interfere with the horse's belly's thoughts. If not, it would at least allow the horse's belly to use its mind to protect the spiritual platform. White Hooves was also waiting, waiting for the horse's belly to collapse in frustration after repeated failed attacks, waiting for the perfect moment to launch a hearty attack. This long-lost battle is bound to be won!