The most embarrassing thing is to be ignored, especially for people with strong self-esteem, it is an absolutely intolerable insult.
Even though he knew at first glance that the opponent was very strong, Dai Mubai instantly ignited the rage in his heart:
"White Tiger, possessed!"
With a tiger roar, a dazzling pale light suddenly burst out from his body.
His arms stretched out to both sides at the same time, and the bones all over his body crackled. Dai Mubai's muscles suddenly swelled, propping up his clothes.
Every muscle became extremely obvious under the clothes, as if it was about to burst through.
Even the air around him seemed to become restless and agitated, stirring up invisible waves.
The head of golden hair instantly turned into black and white, with white accounting for the majority and a few strands of black hair being particularly noticeable among them.
Four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming a majestic word "king", adding a bit of inviolable imperial aura.
The biggest change was in his hands, which were more than twice as large as before, with white hair covering the entire palm.
As his ten fingers flicked, dagger-like claws kept extending and retracting from his palms. Each claw was like a blade, eight inches long, flashing with a cold light.
His upper body slowly leaned forward, and Dai Mubai's eyes turned into a deep, dark blue, revealing a heart-pounding chill, as if he had turned into an ice-cold killing machine.
Under his feet, three shining halos rose up one after another, two yellow and one purple. As the soul rings circulated, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure that rushed towards him.
The sound is mighty and the tiger roars in a deep voice, seeming very powerful.
This formed a sharp contrast with Fang Ling, whose four spirit rings stood still and calm.
Of course, this so-called wave-like soul power is just a joke.
Hearing his roar and sensing the breeze, Fang Ling finally withdrew his eyes from Zhu Zhuqing, glanced slightly to the side, as if he had heard something, and then said calmly,
"White Tiger Martial Spirit?"
"So it's Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Xingluo Dai family. He's just a stray dog who escaped because he didn't dare to face the royal family's struggle. How dare you talk to me like this?"
He tried to snatch his fiancée in broad daylight right in front of him and didn't take him seriously at all!
If Dai Mubai doesn't respond, then he has no backbone at all.
He moved, and after being possessed by the martial spirit, he seemed to have become a completely different person.
As soon as the white hair fluttered, the body full of explosive power appeared in front of Fang Ling.
The sharp claws attached to the ten fingers of both hands popped out at the same time and grabbed Fang Ling's body.
Fang Ling simply raised the sickle lightly, with the outer blade facing his chest.
Dai Mubai has never been a good-tempered person, and any man would be furious facing such a situation.
Furious, he selectively ignored his own cowardice and weakness.
He didn't dare to face his brother, but dared to face Fang Ling who possessed the fourth ring of ten thousand years.
A strong white light suddenly lit up, and Dai Mubai's evil eyes suddenly turned white.
Among the three soul rings on his body, the first soul ring suddenly shone brightly, forming a circle of white light shield.
This is not the end.
He was so angry that he directly used his third soul ring.
The purple light shone, and the body, which had already become strong due to the possession of the martial spirit White Tiger, expanded again.
His muscles bulged exaggeratedly, and his upper body clothes were completely burst, revealing a terrifying outline.
Black horizontal stripes began to appear on the skin, and if it were not for the lack of hair, it would be no different from tiger skin.
The pair of tiger paws expanded again, and the sharp blades that popped out turned bright silver, and the whole body was shrouded in a layer of strong golden light.
His blood-red eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, and his whole body exuded the aura of the king of beasts.
It looks extraordinary, like a god descending from heaven, but it is useless!
There was a flash of red-gold light in his eyes, and Fang Ling saw through it at a glance.
He slightly adjusted the angle of the sickle, activated the cursed blade, and immediately cut through Dai Mubai's white tiger shield.
Then with a light slant pull, the outer blade cut a huge wound on his chest, exposing the bone, and blood gushed out in an instant.
With the blade facing him, Fang Ling held the sickle handle with his other hand, and then slapped it easily when he raised his foot.
With just a slight sound, Dai Mubai was knocked aside without any resistance.
Defeated in seconds.
Fang Ling raised his lips in disdain, and said contemptuously:
"I told you that you are a lost dog, but you still don't believe me. You are weak in fighting, but you just rush towards me? You are so angry that you use your thousand-year soul skills, but the result is this horrible appearance..."
"You don't dare to face your brother, but you dare to face me!"
A murderous aura suddenly burst out from his godlike eyes, and he let out a shout that shook all around.
"Who gave you the courage?!"
Dai Mubai lay aside, his body limp, feeling that his limbs were out of control under the murderous aura.
In an instant, all my ambitions were gone and I couldn't help but tremble.
Tang San hurried forward and tapped his chest several times to help stop the bleeding temporarily.
He stared at Fang Ling in front of him, still unable to believe that this was the little cripple who used to cook for them.
Xiao Wu was frightened by Fang Ling's icy gaze and subconsciously hid behind Tang San.
She also didn't think this was Fang Ling.
Didn't Fang Ling hold a small sickle?
Both of them could vaguely see the shadow of Fang Ling in the proud and arrogant young man in front of them.
But how is this possible?
Not only did his legs recover and his martial soul evolve, but he also became a fourth-ring Soul Master for ten thousand years.
How is it possible that he has such accomplishments when he is only one year older than them?
Tang San kept thinking about the words that his master taught him, and the optimal spirit ring configuration.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to Ling.
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Wuji suddenly shouted: "Boy, I don't care if you are from Tiandou Royal Academy or not!"
"How dare you come to our academy to snatch people who have already registered, and even dare to hurt the students in the academy in front of me, your teacher. How arrogant you are!"
The battle just now was over in the blink of an eye. The process was as smooth as flowing water. Dai Mubai was knocked to the ground in an instant.
Zhao Wuji was completely unable to react.
Burning with rage, the martial spirit immediately possessed the body.
His already amazing muscles expanded by more than double, and his height increased by one meter in an instant, making him look extraordinarily majestic.
Seven gorgeous soul rings rose up at the same time, two yellow, two purple, and three black. The seven soul rings were instantly attached to his body.
The soul power he exuded was thick and deep, and even Fang Ling couldn't help but be cautious.
He reached out and protected Zhu Zhuqing behind him.
Zhao Wuji wanted to take action immediately to avenge Dai Mubai, but a man with a pair of huge wings suddenly fell from the sky and stopped him.
The man's body was covered with feathers, his orange-yellow eyes had erect pupils, and he wore a pair of black-framed crystal glasses on his face. The frames were the kind of rigid square shape that gave people a weird feeling.
It was Dean Flanders.
He glared at Zhao Wuji fiercely, and his gaze towards Fang Ling was particularly cold.
If students are injured by outsiders in the academy, the teacher cannot escape blame.
But we can't be so reckless. Tiandou Royal Academy, I don't know what this person's background is.
"Young man, you'd better explain where you come from, otherwise..." Flanders sneered twice, with a clear threat on his flat face.
Fang Ling didn't care about his threatening words at all, and just smiled faintly:
"My dear teacher, Dugu Bo."
(End of this chapter)