Chapter 137: Shocking the whole audience
"Hahaha!!! Shui Bing'er, don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Maintaining a martial soul fusion technique requires a huge amount of soul power. You don't have much soul power left, right?"
Seeing that Shui Bing'er wanted to persuade him to surrender, Davis immediately guessed her intention.
After all, the two high-level soul masters only had about 60% to 70% of their soul power left.
The opponent's level is lower than theirs, and the remaining soul power must be less than theirs!
Seeing that the other party had seen through her intentions, Shui Bing'er couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loss in her heart.
He is worthy of being a person who has worked in the royal family for so many years.
She just said a few more words just now, and she could guess her situation.
It seems that he is really difficult to deal with!
However, she is not without the ability to fight.
"Davis, since you won't listen to my advice, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Hmph! If you have any tricks, use them!"
Seeing the other person looking like he deserved a beating, Shui Bing'er's anger was instantly ignited to the extreme.
Without hesitation, she mobilized the soul power in her body, quickly condensing it into rows of extremely sharp ice cones, and rushed towards the opponent at an astonishing speed.
However, Davis seemed to have seen through all of this, and he did not choose to confront these aggressive ice cones head-on.
He flashed and skillfully controlled the Nether White Tiger, moving flexibly on the wide stage like a ghost.
Those originally ferocious ice cones seemed to suddenly come to life, locking onto Davis like tracking missiles, but each time they just brushed past the Nether White Tiger's body, and finally sank into the granite stage.
“Ding ding ding!!!”
A series of crisp and harsh collisions resounded throughout the stadium.
Seeing this scene, Shui Bing'er's beautiful face became even colder and gloomier.
You know, the opponent's soul power reserves far exceed ours.
If this situation continues, their soul power will be exhausted first!
Thinking of this, she immediately used the method of provoking the opponent.
"Davis, as the eldest prince of the Xingluo Empire, are you only capable of dodging? If you don't even have the courage to face difficulties head-on, how can you be qualified to inherit the throne?"
"Haha!! Let me tell you, provocation doesn't work on me! All these little tricks of yours are just what I have left over! So, I advise you not to waste your energy!"
Davis sneered, a smug look on his face.
He just didn't believe that Shui Bing'er could keep going.
As long as the opponent's soul power is exhausted, he can completely eliminate the opponent!
By then, victory in the game will naturally be in their pockets!
As for, Yang Ziyuan?
I'm afraid that during the sea of fire just now, the opponent had already left with regret?
Thinking of this, a hint of pride appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, looking at Davis's extremely arrogant expression, Shui Bing'er became even angrier.
Anyway, with Yang Ziyuan backing her up, she couldn't worry about so much.
Now, she just wanted to teach this annoying stinky tiger a lesson!
Then, rows of extremely sharp and freezing ice cones condensed in an instant and shot towards the Netherworld White Tiger like a rain of arrows.
Faced with this sudden and fierce attack like a storm, Davis couldn't help but feel his heart tighten and a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he quickly calmed down.
Although he felt a little flustered, he was more overjoyed than could be concealed.
After all, judging from the current attack mode that was regardless of cost and was pouring out crazily, it would be difficult for the opponent to last more than three minutes! At this moment, Davis seemed to have seen the dawn of victory shining not far ahead.
As long as they can successfully survive this wave of fierce attacks, the final victory will belong to them!
With this in mind, he concentrated his energy without hesitation, and used all his strength to control the Nether White Tiger to flexibly shuttle between the dense ice cones, cleverly avoiding every fatal attack.
At the same time, Yu Xiaogang in the audience also stroked his beard and said to Tang San with a smile: "Xiao San, did you see that? Shui Bing'er has lost her composure! From this, we can see that in battle, we must not let our emotions be swayed by the enemy. Otherwise, we will suffer a great loss!"
"Teacher, I understand!"
Tang San also agreed with Yu Xiaogang's words.
However, his current focus is not on Shui Bing'er.
Ever since Yang Ziyuan disappeared in the sea of fire, he has been looking for the other person.
He didn't believe that the aftermath of a small battle could have any impact on Yang Ziyuan, who was a Soul Saint two years ago!
However, the stage was either surrounded by a sea of fire or blocked by ice cones.
This also resulted in them only being able to see the duel between the Ice Phoenix and the Netherworld White Tiger.
As for, Yang Ziyuan?
I'm afraid that apart from him, no one else cares?
At this time, the battle on the field was coming to an end.
I saw that the Ice Phoenix in the air had become shaky.
But the Netherworld White Tiger is not much better!
At this time, it was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable.
However, this injury is nothing to it.
It still stood proudly in the field, its sharp eyes fixed on the Ice Phoenix in the air.
"Hmph! Shui Bing'er, are you done with your attack? Now, it's our turn! Watch out, Netherworld White Tiger Break!"
With a roar, Davis controlled the Nether White Tiger to leap forward, and his agile figure rushed towards the Ice Phoenix in the air like lightning.
As he was about to come into close combat with the Ice Phoenix, a hint of fierceness flashed in Davis' eyes.
He commanded the Netherworld White Tiger to raise its huge, sharp claws that were flashing with cold light, and slapped it fiercely at the Ice Phoenix with overwhelming force.
However, at this critical moment, an extremely cold snort suddenly came out: "Humph!"
This cold snort seemed to contain endless majesty and power. Just one syllable made the entire space tremble.
At the same time, an invisible force swept towards the Netherworld White Tiger like a surging tide.
The Netherworld White Tiger had no time to react at all, and its huge body instantly flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight onto the hard stage below with a dull loud noise.
The ground couldn't withstand such a huge impact and deep cracks appeared on it, with dust and smoke flying everywhere.
The next second, the silhouette of the Netherworld White Tiger began to gradually become blurred, and finally completely disintegrated, turning into countless tiny light particles that dissipated into the air, as if it had never appeared.
Then, the bodies of Davis and the other man reappeared.
Looking at Yang Ziyuan stepping out of the sea of fire, he widened his eyes and his face was full of disbelief.
"How can it be?!!"
(End of this chapter)