Chapter 15 You Must Pay for What You Did
After coming out of the lounge, Liu Yanyang went straight back to his temporary residence.
Lying on the bed, recalling his contact with Dai Weis today, he knew that he was being watched, and there was a possibility that Dai Weis would make a move on him in the next few days.
Liu Yanyang was not too worried, stroking the "Chengying" on his fingers. He would leave directly after the game. Who could find him? The concealment effect of "Chengying" was not exaggerated.
However, in such a dirty trick, it is impolite not to return the favor. Liu Yanyang began to think about how to give Dai Weis a surprise.
Night fell, and the cold wind was bleak!
The Star Luo City Grand Fighting Arena was already crowded, and the main fighting arena in the center was even more bustling.
Everyone came to witness this cross-level battle, and many people even gambled their lives and property, going all in.
At this time, a host in a formal dress suddenly fell from the sky, a pair of bright wings behind him slowly flapping, hovering above the main fighting arena.
"Good evening, everyone. I am the host of the main fighting spirit arena tonight. I believe that everyone knows about tonight's fighting spirit competition and is beginning to get impatient!"
"We will witness a cross-level fighting spirit that has never appeared before today. This day is worth remembering. The two contestants are both well-known. They are Dai Xingtian, the fighting spirit master who possesses the beast Spirit of the white tiger, and the star player of our big fighting spirit arena, the fighting spirit master who has won 23 consecutive victories without a single defeat, the White Mask!!!"
"Who will be the winner of this long-awaited fighting spirit? Will Dai Xingtian defeat his opponent, or will the White Mask continue his winning streak with unstoppable force?"
"Then let us wait and see. Welcome both contestants!"
As the host's voice sounded, the main fighting spirit arena suddenly boiled over. The audience in the stands cheered very hard, their voices getting louder and louder, and the atmosphere also rose with the roars.
On the other side of the stage, a man emerged. He was large and powerful, with long golden hair flowing down his shoulders and a fierce gaze.
Meanwhile, Liu Yanyang, still dressed in a black robe and a white mask, emerged from the passage with slow, determined steps.
"Dai Xingtian, Dai Xingtian..."
"White mask, white mask..."
The main fighting arena was once again filled with a clamor of anticipation, everyone frantically venting their emotions.
Liu Yanyang stepped onto the fighting stage and observed his opponent.
Dai Xingtian stared back at him, his eyes filled with scorn, as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you ready to kill me?" Liu Yanyang muttered inwardly.
"I declare this fighting officially open!"
The host shouted, flapping his wings and instantly soaring off the stage, leaving the field open to Liu Yanyang and Dai Xingtian.
"White Tiger, possess!" A strong, pale light suddenly erupted from Dai Xingtian's body. His bones crackled, and his muscles suddenly expanded, stretching his clothes.
His golden hair instantly turned a crisscross of black and white, and four faint lines appeared on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, forming the Chinese character "王".
His hands had undergone the greatest change, growing more than twice their original size. White hair covered his entire palms. His ten fingers flicked out, and dagger-like claws continuously extended and retracted from his palms. Each claw resembled a blade, eight inches long, gleaming with a cold, eerie light.
His upper body slowly leaned forward, and his eyes turned a deep, dark blue, giving him the impression of a killing machine.
Three shimmering halos rose up beneath his feet, two yellow and one purple. As their Spirit rings circulated, surging soul power formed a wave of pressure that overwhelmed him.
"Dai Xingtian, Spirit White Tiger, Level 37 Soul Master, please advise!"
Seeing Dai Xingtian staring at him as if he were dead, his eyes filled with contempt, his lips parted slightly, silently uttering a few words.
Liu Yanyang couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but his face remained expressionless.
"White Mask, Spirit Dragon Roar Spear, Level 22 Great Soul Master, please teach me!"
He wielded the Dragon Roar Spear in one hand, the tip pointed directly at Dai Xingtian. A dragon, encircling the spear shaft, its eyes radiating an icy light.
The battle was imminent!
"First Soul Skill - White Tiger Body Barrier"
"Third Soul Skill - White Tiger Vajra Transformation"
Dai Xingtian shouted, unleashing two soul skills in one breath.
The tiger's paws expanded again, and the blades that sprang out turned a brilliant silver. A dazzling golden glow enveloped their entire bodies, and their eyes gleamed with bloodlust.
With terrifying momentum, they lunged at Liu Yanyang.
In the audience, witnessing this scene, everyone murmured among themselves.
"It's over! Judging by this, I'm afraid the White Mask is dead!"
"What are you thinking? The Great Soul Arena has rules. No one can die in a fight!"
"Idiot! That Soul Master is the Grand Prince of Star Luo. Rules mean nothing to him. Besides, if someone dies, the Way will disappear. Who will care?"
"Shut up! The Prince is nothing we can talk about. Focus on the match."
Watching the massive tiger paw, with its cold claws, hurtling towards his head,
Liu Yanyang clenched his spear, his soul power surging, and lunged forward.
"Ding..." Sparks flashed as the spear tip collided with the claws, making a sharp sound.
The powerful collision sent both men backward. Dai Xingtian's arms trembled slightly, his face filled with shock.
He unleashed two amplified Spirit abilities, their power far surpassing that of ordinary Spirit Masters. Their exchange of moves was a match evenly matched!
Meanwhile, Liu Yanyang felt only a slight tingling in his arm, amusement building within him. The White Tiger Spirit was nothing special, and he intended to end the fight immediately.
"First Spirit Ability—Dragon Roar!"
The Spirit rings beneath his feet lit up, and the Dragon Roar Spear in his hand radiated purple lightning, its blade gleaming with silver light.
Liu Yanyang instantly charged forward, transforming into a shadow, and charged directly at Dai Xingtian.
Seeing Liu Yanyang charging towards him, a flash of panic crossed Dai Xingtian's eyes, and he quickly activated his Spirit ability.
"Second Spirit Ability—White Tiger Fierce Light Wave."
White light converged in front of his mouth, forming a milky white ball of light.
Like lightning, the wave of light streaked across half the duel arena, hurtling towards Liu Yanyang.
Seeing the ball so close, Liu Yanyang cursed inwardly, "Idiot!" and dodged easily with a sideways movement.
Immediately, he charged forward, the Dragon Roar Spear piercing Dai Xingtian with unmatched force.
"Puff!" The Dragon Roar Spear pierced Dai Xingtian's left shoulder, the purple thunder seemingly finding an outlet.
"Ah!"
Dai Xingtian screamed as the purple thunder ravaged his body, gradually forming a puddle on the floor.
Liu Yanyang swung the Dragon Roar Spear with disdain, flinging Dai Xingtian off the fighting stage.
The entire main fighting arena fell silent!
Everyone stared at the scene with open mouths in disbelief.
"Incredible, truly incredible!"
The host was the first to recover. With a flap of his wings, he glided through the air for a short distance before landing steadily beside Liu Yanyang.
"I declare White Mask the winner of this one-on-one cross-level fighting match. Congratulations to Master White Mask on your 24th consecutive victory!"
"White Mask, White Mask, White Mask..."
The entire crowd erupted in excitement!
Liu Yanyang then walked off the fighting stage and left the main fighting arena. He was about to give Dai Weis a big surprise!
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