Chapter 33 Humiliating Dai Huabin. Now you're helpless!
"As you wish!"
A cold voice came from behind.
A piercing whistling sound exploded in my ears.
Before Dai Huabin could even discern his location, a fist shadow wreathed in dazzling blue and white lightning had already filled his entire field of vision.
"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier!"
Dai Huabin roared, and a thick white light shield instantly opened, protecting him within it.
However.
Click!
The fist did not pause for a moment.
Lightning Release chakra instantly shattered the soul power's defenses.
The White Tiger protective barrier shattered instantly.
Bang!
The punch landed squarely on Dai Huabin's arrogant face.
"puff--"
The sound of the nasal bone shattering was clearly audible.
Dai Huabin coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward.
"This...this is impossible..."
He stared wide-eyed in mid-air, his mind blank.
What speed was that?
What kind of power is that?
How could a mere one-ring Soul Master possibly break through my defense head-on?
Before he could even land, another attack struck him from behind.
This wasn't a teleportation technique, but rather another clone that had been lying in wait there all along.
"Let's go back."
Another Huo Yuhao appeared. He delivered a powerful whip kick, striking Dai Huabin hard in the back.
"Ugh!"
Dai Huabin was kicked to the ground like a ball.
But the attack is far from over.
Just as he was about to hit the ground, the rocks on the ground suddenly exploded, and a third Huo Yuhao burst out of the ground, delivering a powerful Rising Dragon Fist that sent him flying into the sky once again.
Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao, who had been waiting in mid-air for a long time, clasped his hands together and slammed them down on Dai Huabin's head like a dunk.
boom!
Dai Huabin crashed into the stone slab of the arena like a meteorite, stirring up a ring of rubble and dust.
Four figures landed and stood in four directions, surrounding Dai Huabin at the bottom of the pit.
Four pairs of scarlet Sharingan with three tomoe gleamed eerily in the mist, coldly watching the once high and mighty eldest son of the duke.
Bottom of the pit.
Dai Huabin landed face-first, his face covered in blood, looking utterly disheveled.
"This is impossible..."
He struggled to lift his head, looked at the four identical figures around him, and let out a hysterical scream:
"I am the eldest son of the Duke of White Tiger! I am Dai Huabin!"
"How could I possibly be defeated by a lowly commoner from the first ring?!"
"An illusion...this must be an illusion!"
Just as he was desperately trying to numb himself and escape reality with illusions.
One of Huo Yuhao's clones rapidly formed hand seals.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
Whoosh—!!!
A violent hurricane suddenly rose from the ground, instantly dispersing the thick fog that had enveloped the entire area.
The field of vision became clear.
Dai Huabin's pupils contracted violently.
Because when he looked in the direction of the gaze, he saw that there was actually a fifth Huo Yuhao standing at the other end of the arena!
Huo Yuhao did not participate in the attack, but leaned lazily against a long katana stuck in the ground, as if watching a boring farce.
That is the real thing.
The four that had just beaten him so badly... were all clones!
"Even my clone couldn't defeat it..."
Huo Yuhao, in his true form, drew his katana from the ground, his eyes filled with disdain:
"As expected, he's a piece of trash."
"What..."
These two words shattered Dai Huabin's last shred of pride.
A clone?
The more divisions there are, the weaker the strength becomes.
Even with four clones, each one could easily overwhelm me?
Just how strong is his true form?
A feeling called despair began to spread in my heart.
No...no! I can't lose!
I want to claim the inheritance my mother left me!
I will inherit the title of Duke of the White Tiger in the future!
I absolutely cannot lose to this lowly commoner!
There is another way.
There's still a chance to turn things around!
Martial Soul Fusion Technique!
As long as one can use the Netherworld White Tiger, its terrifying power, comparable to that of a Soul Master or even a Soul King, can absolutely crush all of this!
Huo Yuhao is doomed!
Dai Huabin was like a drowning man grasping at a last straw.
He quickly spotted Zhu Lu, who was equally disheveled in the distance, and used the last of his strength to get up, disregarding his appearance.
With his body hunched over, he ran frantically toward Zhu Lu.
Step, step, step.
I heard slow, unhurried footsteps behind me.
Huo Yuhao did not use the Instantaneous Movement Technique to pursue.
He carried the katana in one hand, following Dai Huabin with slow and composed steps.
The scene was strikingly similar to Sasuke chasing Danzo, who was cornered and fleeing like a stray dog, on the bridge.
"Run, you piece of trash."
Huo Yuhao's voice was like a leech clinging to a bone:
"You are at a loss right now."
Looking at Dai Huabin, who used to be arrogant and domineering in the Duke's mansion, now running away from him like a dog.
A surge of pleasure welled up in Huo Yuhao's heart.
Dai Huabin, when you humiliated my son and me back then, did you ever think that this day would come?
On the other side.
Zhu Lu also noticed the unusual situation here.
Seeing Dai Huabin running with his face covered in blood, staggering along, and Huo Yuhao closing in from behind, her heart jumped into her throat.
"Hua Bin! How are you?!"
Years of tacit understanding made her instantly understand Dai Huabin's intentions.
That was a request to use the Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Netherworld White Tiger.
Without further hesitation, Zhu Lu activated her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul, unleashing her full speed and transforming into a black afterimage as she rushed towards Dai Huabin.
"Don't even think about it!"
Wang Dong, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally realized what was happening.
"Although we don't know what Huo Yuhao is up to, we absolutely cannot let them reunite!"
"Huo Yuhao! Stop them!"
Wang Dong shouted anxiously, "We absolutely cannot let them use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique! That's no joke!"
However.
Faced with the two who were about to meet, Huo Yuhao not only did not raise his sword to stop them, but also stopped in his tracks.
He looked at Wang Dong, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips:
"There's no need for that."
After he finished speaking, he did something that no one in the room could understand.
Instantaneous movement technique.
Huo Yuhao's figure vanished instantly, and the next second, he appeared directly behind Dai Huabin, who was running.
He didn't use a knife or ninjutsu.
Instead, he raised his foot, aimed at Dai Huabin's buttocks, and kicked out hard!
Bang!
"ah!"
Dai Huabin screamed and was kicked away like a sandbag.
The force of that kick was perfectly controlled, sending Dai Huabin directly to Zhu Lu's side!
Dai Huabin.
That's what you did back then, kicking your mother.
I'm returning this kick to you!
Seeing the two people hugging each other, their faces filled with astonishment and surprise, Huo Yuhao withdrew his foot and stood still, not taking the opportunity to attack.
Next, I will drag you down to the bottom of despair when you are full of hope!
End of this chapter...