Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Blood-eyed Shura, Blood-eyed Shura, crush him!" After the spectators saw Madara appear, they seemed to have found a backer, and each one shouted louder than the other.

"Toy, you're finally here." In Dai Mubai's eyes as if he were facing an enemy, Madara's figure slowly poked out from the darkness at the entrance.

"Sure enough, it's you." The moment Dai Mubai saw Ban, he recognized the enemy opposite him who had insulted him in the suburbs, and said in a deep voice.

"I declare that this soul fighting competition has officially begun." After the host left these words, he immediately left the stage in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being affected by the fierce battle that followed.

"White Tiger, possessed by a martial spirit." The enemies were extremely jealous when they met. Dai Mubai directly possessed the martial spirit without saying a word, revealing three yellow, purple and purple spirit rings, which were particularly dazzling.

"The game is about to begin." Madara was there with great interest, watching Dai Mubai complete the martial soul possession, and his own Sharingan also quietly opened.

"Stop pretending." After Dai Mubai was possessed by his martial spirit, his personality became even more irritable. It seemed that he was affected by his own martial spirit.

"White Tiger Protective Barrier" Dai Mubai sprinted close to the ground, as fast as white lightning, and at the same time roared, using his first soul skill, his body was covered with a milky white halo.

Not that stupid

The three yellow and purple soul rings of Madara complemented Dai Mubai's. What others overlooked was that Madara's second soul ring flashed an imperceptible light.

"Why is the other side still not moving? Are you scared to death?" Oscar in the stands turned around and asked with some doubts.

"Whatever, Boss Dai, we must be taking advantage of the attack-type beast spirit masters." Ma Hongjun, a little fat guy on the side, clenched his fists and cheered for Dai Mubai at the top of his lungs: "Boss Dai, beat him up."

Soon, Dai Mubai, who was as fast as the wind, rushed into Madara within three steps like a fierce tiger, and at the same time brandished his sharp claws and slashed at Madara.

The sharp tiger claws mixed with the strong wind moved towards Madara who was stunned on the spot.

Close, too close

Dai Mubai seemed to be able to hear the sweet sound of his sharp claws cutting through the flesh and blood on the opposite side, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face with the characteristics of a white tiger.

However, the moment the tiger's claw touched Ban, the smile on Dai Mubai's face suddenly froze.

"It's actually an afterimage." Dai Mubai looked in surprise at the voice that slowly became illusory in front of him.

"It's my turn" was still so abrupt, as if the speaker was touching his ear from behind. In just a moment, Dai Mubai's hair grew cold.

When Dai Mubai turned around, Tiger Claw also took the lead in swiping at him, but he unexpectedly missed it.

"Something's wrong." Dai Mubai's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he stayed where he was and the soul power in his body was vibrating desperately, and then stimulated his body.

Something seemed to be broken. Dai Mubai suddenly felt as if he had woken up from a dream and returned to reality.

"Boss Dai, what happened just now?" Xiao Wu stood in the stands, holding on to the railing and leaning forward slightly, wanting to see more clearly, but in her anxiety she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"It should be an illusion," Tang San said in a trance, looking at the extremely familiar figure.

This figure, as well as these martial arts eyes, are so similar, don’t they?

Tang San suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and opened his eyes wide in surprise. A faint purple light flashed in his eyes, and he quietly used the Purple Demon Eyes.

"You have been kicked out of the garbage category by me." Ban was obviously on the court, but he seemed to be a spectator, as if he was praising Dai Mubai.

But such applause is tantamount to a humiliation for Dai Mubai.

"Who do you think you are?" Dai Mubai's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he rushed towards Madara without hesitation.

Madara quietly took off the scythe from his back, and stood there casually holding it in his hand, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

He still wants to take action against Uchiha Madara

clang

Every episode of Madara's Dai Mubai is like a solid reef, which remains motionless no matter how much the wind and waves beat it. Instead, it can severely shatter the incoming waves.

"Ah" Dai Mubai roared and attacked with all his strength, his originally red and blue eyes were quietly dyed with blood.

But obviously, in the face of absolute strength, everything is false

"Hahahaha, aren't you awesome?" Dai Mubai attacked vigorously. Although he was panting heavily, he still didn't stop, and his speed was even better.

The audience who originally supported Ban now cheered for Dai Mubai, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

It seems that the next moment, Ban may be defeated by Dai Mubai.

"You don't think that this is my full strength, right?" Ban was about to be angered by this group of ignorant people and laughed, and said to Dai Mubai pitifully.

The look in his eyes, as if he was treating a small animal, deeply hurt Dai Mubai's extremely fragile heart.

"Now, the boring game is over and the despair is over." Ban Senran's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, and it was extremely cold.

The moment Ban's words fell, Dai Mubai suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster, and his sixth sense was at crazy time.

Dai Mubai could only use his third soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier, quickly within a limited time.

Perhaps, this soul skill, which he thought was extremely powerful, could save his life.

After several years of experience, Madara has successfully improved his Sharingan to a higher level, reaching the level of three magatama, followed by the unlocking of fire escape ninjutsu, just like at this moment.

"Fire escapes. Fire extinguishes"

The overwhelming flames filled the entire spirit fighting arena in an instant. Even the people in the audience could feel the blazing temperature, and their eyebrows and hair were scorched.

Everything was reflected in red, and people's vision was also occupied by the majestic flames.

"Boss Dai" His companions in the stands couldn't help but exclaimed, obviously unprepared for the sudden change in the battle.

"Dean, hurry up and save Dai Mubai," Zhu Zhuqing couldn't maintain the indifference on his face and said with great urgency, almost turning into a plea.

"It's okay, Mubai is still alive." Fred had spread his wings and was ready to save others at any time.

But unless his life is in danger, he will never do this. The fighting spirit field has been able to stand firm in Douluo Continent for so many years, and the forces behind it are not something they can provoke.

After burning for a while, the flames dissipated, and countless fresh air rushed in to replenish it, even bringing up strong winds.

"Ahem!" Dai Mubai finally appeared, letting his friends breathe a sigh of relief. He stood up staggeringly, obviously seriously injured.

If he hadn't used his third soul skill at the last moment, Dai Mubai would have been roasted into charcoal.

"Your desire to survive impresses me." Madara was very surprised that such a weak soul master actually blocked two of his own soul skills.

"Then, let me give you another chance to dance." The surprise on Ban's face turned into contempt again, and he looked at Dai Mubai with his head raised as if he were looking at an ant.

"Dance as hard as you can to please me."