Douluo: Starting with an Engagement to Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 81: The Infernal White Tiger

The Oakland Team was struggling to secure a victory. Many of the Oakland students had already left their seats, unable to bear watching any longer.

The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo, along with Yu Tianheng, were like a sharp knife piercing deep into the heart of the Oakland Team.

Feng Qianli, left with no other choice, had no choice but to face them head-on.

Yu Tianheng's lightning shone brightly. With just a glance, he struck Feng Qianli's turtle shell, causing cracks to form.

After all the fighting up until now, Feng Qianli's soul power had been drained to its limit.

One claw after another, the cracks in his turtle shell grew wider. Feng Qianli spat out blood but still refused to back down.

If another claw struck, the Xuanwu Turtle's shell would collapse.

"Not bad, you're a worthy opponent," Yu Tianheng commented, admiring Feng Qianli's resolve as he shouldered the damage from the cracks in his shell.

The atmosphere in the Soul Fighting Arena was heavy with silence, as every Oakland student could feel the humiliation. In their own academy, their own team was being crushed by outsiders—no one felt good about it.

In the VIP section, Principal Jackson sighed and said, "This kid is good in every way, but he's just too stubborn."

He explained to the two people beside him, "He's my adopted child. He grew up here in Oakland and values the honor of Oakland more than anyone else."

"Even if he knows victory is impossible, he'll still fight until the end."

"Forget it. If his strength is insufficient, he should admit defeat."

Just then, Salas' eyes sparkled, interrupting Principal Jackson.

"Wait and see. There might still be a turning point."

"A turning point?" Principal Jackson looked at the Soul Fighting Arena, puzzled.

Dai Yao stared blankly at Feng Qianli's unwavering fight, feeling something stir inside him.

His brutal upbringing had led him to close off his heart, weighing every action, calculating carefully, and showing no emotions. Only when he was with Zhu Zhuqing and others did he open up, even if just a little.

With everyone else, it was all about strategy.

But when he arrived at the Heaven Dou Empire, he suddenly realized something was different.

The kind-hearted Principal Jackson, the resolute Feng Qianli, the all-out battle to delay Yu Tianheng by Dai Yuan Yi and Luo Ling, and the expectations from the crowd when they entered the Soul Fighting Arena.

It was so different from the Star Luo Empire.

The weight of the expectations from the Oakland students was on his shoulders, but instead of burdening him, he felt a sense of joy that he had never experienced in the Star Luo Empire.

The thought of testing his teammates' strength had disappeared. Now, he didn't want to disappoint those eager eyes.

The situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable. Even with his strength, facing seven soul power opponents of the same rank, he had no chance of winning.

To win the match, there was only one option.

The martial soul fusion skill.

"Zhuqing!" Dai Yao shouted to Zhu Zhuqing, who was still entangled with Oslo.

From Dai Yao's gaze, Zhu Zhuqing immediately understood his intention.

With a slight bite of her lip, she swiftly turned, her body glowing faintly with black light, her form flickering like it was transparent, and she rushed toward Dai Yao.

An unusual fluctuation of soul power rippled through the Soul Fighting Arena.

"Not good! It's the martial soul fusion skill!" Yu Tianheng exclaimed, his face changing. Having seen so much in his life, he instantly understood what was happening and shouted:

"Stop them! Don't let them fuse!"

Yu Tianheng, ignoring the strain on his body, once again used his second soul skill. A barrage of lightning bolts shot toward Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing.

The members of the Huangdou Team were alarmed, and they immediately rushed toward the spot where Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing were fusing. If they succeeded in their martial soul fusion, they might be in for a serious surprise!

The audience, who had originally planned to leave, felt a surge of hope at this unexpected development. They sat back down, staring intently at the arena.

"It's too late!" Dai Yao said coldly.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed was incredibly fast, and Dai Yao's Explosive Step was no slouch either, reaching speeds comparable to an agility-type soul master. In just a few breaths, they were together.

At that moment, Dai Yao only had eyes for Zhu Zhuqing, opening his arms as he welcomed her ethereal form.

The two figures disappeared from the arena, and in the next instant, a massive white tiger appeared.

The white tiger was transparent, with wings growing from its back. Its forehead bore the golden character for "King," exuding a holy aura. A crystal crown appeared above its head, commanding awe.

What was even more astonishing were the tiger's eyes—one was golden, while the other was crystal-clear and transparent.

Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing's martial souls were not just the ordinary White Tiger and the Nether Spirit Cat, but the far more powerful Divine White Tiger and the Nether Lord.

These were far stronger than the typical Infernal White Tiger.

Although their martial souls had mutated, it had no effect on their fusion skill.

The entire Soul Fighting Arena was stunned as everyone gazed in awe at the terrifying white tiger, their faces filled with shock. In that moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped.

Even the three VIPs froze in disbelief.

After a few moments, Ning Fengzhi congratulated, "Principal Jackson, Oakland is truly fortunate. With these two, the next tournament already has a guaranteed spot."

Principal Jackson, finally coming back to his senses, quickly gave a few humble words in response.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, the eliminated members of the Oakland Team and those still fighting displayed expressions of surprise. Dai Yuan Yi struggled to stand and, with a laugh, cursed:

"Such powerful hidden trump cards... to think they've been hiding this. Once this match is over, I'm going to teach him a lesson."

Feng Qianli, who had been barely holding on, looked up at the white tiger in shock. The willpower that had kept him going until now faded away. He collapsed to the ground, laughing in relief.

"With the two of you, we finally have a chance in this tournament."

But the ones feeling it the most were, undoubtedly, the Huangdou Team.

The mere release of the Infernal White Tiger's aura caused them to tremble uncontrollably.

Yu Tianheng's face twisted in fear, and he involuntarily swallowed. However, he quickly composed himself.

"The martial soul fusion skill consumes an immense amount of soul power. If we can just drag this out until their soul power is depleted, we'll win!"

The other six members of the Huangdou Team snapped to attention. Shi Mo and Shi Mo positioned themselves at the front, Oslo and Yufeng stood at the wings, and Yu Tianheng positioned himself in the center, forming a defensive barrier to protect Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling at the back.

The Infernal White Tiger tilted its head slightly, and its enormous paw slowly lifted. Amid the stunned gazes of everyone, it suddenly slammed down.

A massive shockwave exploded instantly, creating a deep crater in the Soul Fighting Arena. The thick walls of the spectator stands exploded, sending rocks flying and causing the spectators in the front rows to retreat in fear.

The arena was filled with dust and smoke.

Four figures shot out from the smoke, crashing into the spectator walls, blood spilling from their mouths.

It was Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Oslo, and Yufeng.

They groaned in agony, several of their ribs clearly broken.

As the smoke began to clear, the audience slowly started to see the situation on the field.

On the Oakland Team's side, only Feng Qianli, Luo Feng, Dai Yao, and Zhu Zhuqing remained.

Dai Yao held Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, gasping for breath.

The martial soul fusion technique had drained Zhu Zhuqing's soul power completely. She had fainted in Dai Yao's arms.

Dai Yao, due to his liquid soul power, still had about fifty percent of his soul power left. His condition was much better than Zhu Zhuqing's.

On the Huangdou Team's side, the situation was grim.

Yu Tianheng was in a dire state, blood pouring from his nose and mouth, badly injured. But luckily, sacrificing four of their members had successfully protected Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

Dugu Yan's face was as cold as ice. "You dare to beat Tianheng like this? I'll kill you all!"

Two soul rings appeared on her body. She opened her mouth and released a cloud of mist that quickly spread out in the air, drifting towards the Oakland Team's side.