Chapter 100 The prototype of the sword's intention, Tiger Hunting
The huge white tiger's body looks a bit unreal.
Its huge body squatted slightly, and in the next moment, a transparent ripple was lifted up, and it was rushing towards Qian Chaoguang at a terrifying speed.
The huge white tiger raised its head proudly as it leaped high, its arrogance looking down at the world fully demonstrated its demeanor as the king of beasts.
However, judging from the situation at this time, the king of beasts did not notice it very much, but there was quite a bit of lust inside.
"Back off."
Qian Chaoguang whispered.
Facing the powerful Netherworld White Tiger, he felt that the fire in his heart had completely burned. It was a fire eager to fight!
The surging energy, blood and soul power boiled at the same time, filling every corner of his body.
Guided by divine consciousness, the blood energy, smoke, and soul power are slowly combined.
Facing the huge beast that was charging towards him, Qian Chaoguang seemed to have some understanding and assumed a strange posture, which was completely different from all the sword techniques he had used before.
The ice-blue long knife was infused with three completely different powers, and at this moment it let out a scream that was enough to pierce the sky.
The referee teacher is ready to stop Netherworld White Tiger and Qian Chaoguang, and is even ready to use soul skills at any time.
Although this martial soul fusion skill is powerful, it is still far behind compared to his cultivation level, so it is not difficult to block it.
But from the long knife in Qian Chaoguang's hand, he faintly felt something bad - Qian Chaoguang could not have caused much harm to him, but it was possible that his body surface had been broken by the interference of the Netherworld White Tiger.
defense.
Even if it was just a skin injury, it would be very embarrassing to have a cut cut by a student, not to mention that the two deans and Mr. Xuan were watching from the stage.
He had already held his breath and was staring very seriously at the arena where something was about to happen.
At this moment, the most nervous person is not the contestants from both sides who are excited at the same time, but him, the referee!
Wang Dong and Huo Yutong, who were standing at the back, had already pushed their cultivation to the extreme, squandering it regardless of the cost, preparing to collectively launch a big wave.
The lock has been set for myself and my teammates at the same time in advance, and the target is the huge Netherworld White Tiger in the distance.
Huo Yutong drained almost all of his mental energy and released a chaos that was enhanced by the epic level.
At the same time, Wang Dong, who had already taken off, also tried his best to release two rays of light from the Butterfly God that were much thicker than usual.
The two attacks passed over Qian Chaoguang, who was charging up, and hit the target first.
The huge Netherworld White Tiger was disturbed by the chaos and was only stunned for a few seconds before returning to normal.
The increase in mental power produced by the superposition of the two would be difficult for even Huo Yutong to have much effect on.
The light of the Butterfly God violently impacted the huge body, and the Netherworld White Tiger only lit up with white light all over its body, and then lagged slightly there, without slowing down much.
Wang Dong looked helpless and cursed "bad luck" in a low voice.
Facing the Netherworld White Tiger formed by the fusion of a soul master and a great soul master, the fusion is still very high, and even a thousand-year soul skill seems to be a drop in the bucket.
The difference is really too big.
In front of him, Qian Chaoguang's body seemed to have become a statue. His aura was restrained, almost like an ordinary person.
Only the sense of crisis coming from the constantly trembling ice-blue sword continued to deepen.
The next moment, a roar came from Qian Chaoguang's feet.
The moment the ground exploded, he was already in front of the Netherworld White Tiger.
The ice-blue long knife swung slowly. It seemed slow, but in fact, the speed was extremely fast, even faster than the previous three consecutive strikes.
At this moment, even the experienced referee teacher was dumbfounded.
Because he didn't know whether he should take action to prevent the collision.
The dangerous aura coming from the long sword is simply too astonishing. Facing the equally powerful Netherworld White Tiger, without a head-on fight, who knows how to determine the winner in the end?
He doesn't know, but someone does.
Mr. Xuan, who had been preparing for a long time, suddenly appeared at the center of the collision between the two.
He didn't move too much, he just stretched out his hands nonchalantly, facing two completely different attacks at the same time.
The menacing Netherworld White Tiger was shattered instantly after hitting Mr. Xuan's outstretched index finger.
The bodies of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu fell out with a sound, and they fell to the ground with pale faces, without even the slightest strength to stand up.
On the other side, the smile on Qian Chaoguang's face became even crazier.
He had already expected that Mr. Xuan would come forward to resist. This sword was not prepared for the Netherworld White Tiger.
Using a Super Douluo who is close to the limit to test the sword is not an opportunity that comes along all the time.
The moment the blade came into contact with Mr. Xuan's palm, the ice-blue long blade suddenly shattered into countless crystal-like dust and scattered on the ground.
Even a hundred-forged top-grade long sword cannot withstand such a level of collision.
If the target of the attack is the Netherworld White Tiger, it might be possible to save him with this knife.
But if the target is Mr. Xuan, it can only be broken into pieces.
The knife shattered and the attack had not stopped yet.
An invisible wave passed through Old Xuan's body, and his dirty gray robe was cut with an extremely small but long and narrow opening in full view of everyone.
Mr. Xuan didn't care about this at all, he just felt what was happening carefully, then took back his hand and looked at it.
In the center of his palm, there was a thin white mark that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye and was disappearing at an extremely fast speed, disappearing without a trace in less than half a second.
To be able to leave a mark in the palm of a ninety-eighth-level Titled Douluo, even if the opponent did not deliberately defend himself, is already a shocking thing.
Mr. Xuan took out the gourd and took a sip of wine, then looked at Qian Chaoguang with a smile.
"Boy, tell me, what is the name of this sword technique of yours?"
Qian Chaoguang first looked at the handle of the knife in his hand with regret, and then replied respectfully: "The student's knife is just a rough idea, and today is the first time he uses it. Since the original target is the famous Netherworld White Tiger, it might as well It’s called Tiger Hunting.”
"Tiger Hunting? Hahahahahahahaha, that's quite appropriate. It can leave a trace on my palm, not bad, not bad. You win this game."
Mr. Xuan returned to his carefree look, took out a chicken leg, took a big bite, and prepared to walk out.
"senior......"
"Um?"
Mr. Xuan turned around and saw Qian Chaoguang with a sad face holding the only remaining handle of the knife, holding a bunch of crystals on the ground in grievance and looking at him helplessly.
"My knife was destroyed by you..."
When Xuan Lao heard this, he became even more happy and laughed and scolded: "Okay, boy, do you know who I am, and you dare to ask me for something?"