However.
The next moment.
The information displayed on the sky was like a resounding slap in the face to Yu Xiaogang.
In the picture.
The royal scribe, his voice trembling, loudly read aloud the information about the spirit rings that Dai Mubai had just acquired:
"The Second Prince, Dai Mubai, has a first spirit ring taken from a four-hundred-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!"
Soul Skill: White Tiger Splitting Golden Claw!
"Non-defense type soul skill!"
These words were spoken.
Not only the Starry Sky Royal Family in the picture was in an uproar.
Even the Starry Plaza in the underworld was instantly thrown into chaos.
"What?"
"The first spirit ring isn't the White Tiger Protective Barrier?"
"Has he gone mad?"
"Abandoning the White Tiger Martial Soul's most prized defensive aspect in pursuit of ultimate offense? Isn't that cutting off their own escape route?"
Yu Xiaogang's hands, which were originally behind his back, suddenly froze.
He stared intently at the sky, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
"Nonsense!"
"This is utter nonsense!"
"Abandoning the White Tiger Protective Barrier, which offers both offense and defense, in favor of this purely offensive skill completely violates the principles of martial spirit cultivation!"
"Dai Mubai of this White World, although he has a good temperament, is simply a reckless brute when it comes to cultivation!"
"Doesn't he understand the principle that what is too firm is easily broken?"
Tang San also looked puzzled.
In his view, taking a steady and pragmatic approach is the best way to go.
This extreme way of allocating points is nothing short of suicide.
...
In the celestial display.
The White World Star Emperor, who was standing in the center of the stands, had his face, which was originally full of anticipation, now darkened.
He looked at his second son below the stage, a clear look of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
There is no White Tiger protective barrier.
This means that in a contest of the same level, Dai Mubai will lose the greatest margin for error.
"Mu Bai, you have disappointed me greatly."
"As a prince, he was ambitious and greedy for temporary offensive power, but forgot that survival is the most important thing."
The Star Luo Emperor's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a heavy, oppressive aura.
The other ministers on the platform were also whispering among themselves, their gazes towards Dai Mubai filled with regret.
Davis, standing opposite Dai Mubai, burst out laughing.
He looked at his younger brother with a mocking gaze.
"My dear brother."
"I thought you were going to bring me some surprises."
"Turns out he's a brainless idiot."
As Davis spoke, he arrogantly unleashed his martial spirit.
"Buzz!"
A yellow spirit ring rose up beneath his feet.
Immediately afterwards.
A layer of white light instantly enveloped his entire body.
First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier!
Davis patted the thick light shield covering his body, making a muffled "bang" sound.
He pointed at Dai Mubai, laughing so hard he almost fell over:
"Did you see that?"
"This is the true orthodox way!"
"This is what the White Tiger Martial Soul should look like!"
"Without this tortoise shell... no, without this protective barrier, what will you use to fight me?"
"With those claws of yours that haven't even fully grown in yet?"
He faced his father's disappointment, his elder brother's ridicule, and the doubts of his ministers.
Dai Mubai from the White World stood in the center of the arena, his expression unchanged.
He offered no explanation.
There was no anger.
He simply watched Davis, who was laughing uncontrollably, with the same look he gave him as if he were looking at a clown.
Have you laughed enough?
Dai Mubai spoke.
His voice was flat.
"If you've laughed enough, let's begin."
"I'll show you why I didn't choose that turtle shell."
Davis's face darkened.
"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted!"
"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
"Let me show you the difference between orthodox and unorthodox methods!"
The words fell.
Davis shot off like an arrow.
With the White Tiger's protective barrier, he completely ignored Dai Mubai's possible counterattack and directly adopted the most ruthless charging tactic.
He wanted to crush his arrogant younger brother with absolute defense.
The audience in the dark world held their breath.
Especially that Black Davis, who was staring intently at the screen.
He screamed wildly in his heart:
"Run him over!"
"Tell everyone that only the path we've chosen is the right one!"
"Without the White Tiger's protective barrier, he is bound to lose!"
In the picture.
Davis had already rushed up to Dai Mubai.
The enormous fist slammed down with a whooshing sound.
Dai Mubai, however, remained motionless.
Until the wind from the punch hit his face, blowing up the blond hair on his forehead.
He moved.
There was no retreat.
There was no dodge.
He made a move that sent chills down everyone's spine.
Charge!
Instead of retreating, he advanced and charged headlong into Davis's attack!
"court death!"
Yu Xiaogang asserted under the sky.
"Trying to withstand a soul skill's defense with your bare body is the most foolish thing to do."
However.
Just as the two figures were about to collide.
A golden glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.
The first spirit ring suddenly lit up.
That wasn't just any yellow; it was a deep, almost purplish yellow!
"White Tiger - Golden Claw Splitting Claw!"
Dai Mubai's hands instantly transformed into sharp tiger claws, wreathed in a dazzling dark gold light that was not the white light of an ordinary white tiger!
That's the tearing attribute unique to the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!
Conquest is paramount!
Indestructible!
"Rip—!"
A shattering sound that made your teeth ache echoed throughout the entire Soul Arena.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
People saw it in horror.
Davis's proud White Tiger Barrier, a light shield that is said to be invincible in defense among its peers.
Before Dai Mubai's golden claws, it was as fragile as a sheet of paper.
They couldn't even stop them for a second.
It shattered instantly!
The sky was filled with countless white specks of light, drifting down like snowflakes.
Immediately afterwards.
Dai Mubai's claws did not stop at all, hovering directly at Davis's throat.
The sharp energy pierced Davis's skin, causing a trickle of crimson blood to seep out.
Davis's fist was still suspended in mid-air, only inches away from Dai Mubai's face.
But he dared not move.
Because he knew it very well.
If he had moved even an inch further, his own throat would have been ripped open first.
quiet.
A deathly silence.
The entire arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Dai Mubai, from the white world, slowly withdrew his hand.
He looked at Davis, whose face was covered in cold sweat and whose pupils were dilated, and a smile appeared on his lips, but it was not a polite smile; rather, it was a deep-seated contempt.
"Big brother."
"You just asked me, 'Without a protective barrier, how can I fight you?'"
Dai Mubai patted non-existent dust off his hands.
Are you satisfied with the answer now?
"As long as my attack is stronger than your defense, as long as I kill you before you can hit me."
"I don't need defense."
"In this world, offense is the best defense."
"Do you understand?"
Davis's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
His pride, his theories, and the orthodoxy he was so proud of were torn to shreds by that claw at that moment.
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