Douluo: Starting from the engagement with Zhu Zhuqing

"I'll see how you defend this time, if you use the White Tiger Barrier again, you only need to attack a few times before you lose your soul power!" Dai Mubai sneered.

Dai Yao had no choice but to use the white tiger barrier again to resist Dai Mubai's attack.

The situation on the field was almost one-sided, with Dai Mubai completely overwhelming Dai Yao. Although Dai Yao was not inferior to Dai Mubai in terms of strength and speed, his actual combat experience was too different, and the rhythm on the field was completely dominated by Dai Mubai. Under Bai's control, Dai Yao was completely unable to organize an effective attack.

The current Dai Yaokong has brute strength, but he doesn't have the corresponding skills, so he can't fully display his own strength.

"The fourth prince is completely unable to block the third prince's attack. He can only rely on his first soul skill to survive. When the fourth prince's soul power is exhausted, he will inevitably fail." Someone calmly analyzed the situation on the field and made a judgment.

"Let me just say, the age difference is three years, how can it be so easy to complete the next game."

"I have to say that the fourth prince is really powerful. He can fight back and forth with the third prince just after he got the soul ring." Someone praised Dai Yao.

The audience in the stands talked a lot, and they all thought that the winner had already been decided. As long as time goes by, Dai Yao is bound to fail.

The queen's indifferent expression showed no trace of her thoughts. She came today to watch a clean and tidy victory, Dai Mubai easily dealt with Dai Yao, stepping on his dignity. She wanted to repay the humiliation given to her by that woman a hundredfold to her son!

But Dai Mubai was not only unable to make a quick victory, he was also dragged into a bitter fight. Even if she wins, winning is so ugly, the queen's mood immediately becomes bad.

However, Dai Mubai on the court did not feel relaxed at all.

Although the situation looked like Dai Yao was being beaten by him, except for the first two effective attacks, there was no real threat to Dai Yao after that.

Dai Yao only used the white tiger protective barrier twice.

The fifth elder on the high platform looked at the situation on the field and his eyes were focused: "Although Dai Yao has no strength to fight back, his steps are no longer messy and have gradually become orderly, which shows that he has begun to adapt to Dai Mubai's attack. .”

He was once again shocked by Dai Yao's talent, and then thought regretfully: "It's just that it's too late. After using the first soul skill twice, how much soul power do you have left? At present, the third prince has only one soul skill. None of them have been used, not to mention that he himself has seventeenth level soul power, which is much higher than you. When your soul power is exhausted and the state of possession by the martial spirit is released, the third prince will easily defeat you."

The fifth elder's hand holding the flaming beard trembled slightly, and his complicated mood finally turned into a sigh.

Bishop Ferdinand, who was leaning on his seat, had a calm face, but he was happy in his heart: "What a stupid White Tiger family. Such a genius has already established the qualifications of the Holy Son in our Wuhun Palace, but he was rejected by a group of you." The guy who didn't know how to adapt was ruined. I feel so sorry for Dai Yao!"

"Is this a true genius?" Dai Mubai couldn't help but think: "It is incredible to have such rapid growth in such a short period of time."

Dai Mubai's attack did not stop, and the continuous attacks surged toward Dai Yao like an overwhelming mountain.

Dai Yao had no time to think and relied entirely on instinct to defend. The wings behind him were constantly flapping, which not only increased his speed, but also allowed him to adjust his posture from time to time to avoid Dai Mubai's fatal offensive. As for the two skills of Baji Beng and Explosive Step, they had no chance to be used under Dai Mubai's airtight attack.

The two were still at each other's throat.

Dai Mubai became more and more anxious, his breathing gradually became faster, and even his attacks became increasingly chaotic. He knew that his mother wanted him to severely humiliate Dai Yao, but in the current situation, not only could he not teach Dai Yao a lesson, but Dai Yao felt more comfortable as he grew older.

"No, we can't do this anymore." Thinking of what his mother had told him, Dai Mubai took the lead in changing the formation.

After knocking Dai Yao away with one blow, his expression became ferocious and his eyes flickered. Then he stamped his feet on the ground and punched Dai Yao with both fists.

He had completely given up on defense, using the attitude of exchanging injuries for injuries, hoping to give Dai Yao a fatal blow.

At the moment when Dai Yao changed his formation, Dai Yao also realized the opportunity.

His eyes flashed, and now it was time to decide the outcome.

Dai Mubai traded injuries for injuries, so how could he be afraid.

As the saying goes, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

If he didn't have the courage to confront Dai Mubai, how could he have a chance to win.

At this time, he finally had the opportunity to use Baji Collapse. He originally thought that he could use Bajibeng and Explosive Steps to deal with Dai Mubai, but under Dai Mubai's continuous attack with palm after palm, he had no chance to use it at all.

When Dai Yao poured his soul power into his hands, air suddenly blew on the stage, blowing the clothes of the audience in the stands.

Dai Yao's right hand swelled. With the martial spirit possessed, the entire right hand looked like a piece of granite, hard and powerful. The airflow between heaven and earth is like a huge spiral, converging on Dai Yao's right hand.

"What exactly did His Highness the Fourth Prince do?"

"What kind of soul skill is this?"

The audience in the stands became excited and were shocked by the scene in front of them. The fourth prince was performing a powerful soul skill.

The fifth elder and Bishop Ferdinand both stood up and quickly lay down on the railing, as if they could see more clearly. Then the two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Self-created soul skills?" The tone of both of them was trembling.

Soul skills are divided into two types in Douluo Continent. One is skills given by soul rings or soul bones by hunting soul beasts, and the other is skills given by one's own creation.

For most soul masters, the soul skills they possess are obtained by hunting soul beasts. Even for many powerful people who have reached the level of Titled Douluo, their soul skills belong to the first type.

And self-created soul skills are extremely rare in the entire world.

The Haotian Sect, which is number one in the world, only has one Luan Po Feng Hammer technique, and the White Tiger Clan has none. Those Douluo experts can be considered geniuses, but they don't even have their own soul skills.

One can imagine how difficult it is to acquire self-created soul skills.

And now, they saw something.

A six-year-old child is performing a self-created soul skill.

This has subverted their understanding.

"There are many talents in our Wuhun Palace, but there is no talent comparable to yours. It would be great if you were from my Wuhun Palace." Bishop Ferdinand looked at Dai Yao eagerly, really wishing that he was not from the Star Luo royal family. This way, he can join the Wuhun Palace. He secretly thought it was a pity:

"This child's potential is too great. Once he grows up, he will be a great threat to our Wuhun Palace. We must nip him in the cradle." He sentenced Dai Yao to death in his heart.