Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

In the sealed Bluesilver Grass space, Bai He's expression was extremely ugly, especially the sound of arcs coming from the Bluesilver Grass vines around him, which made his mood drop to the bottom.

However, as a Contra, he never thought that he would lose this duel, because the bet was that Tang Yin would catch him, and if he caught him, he would still win this duel.

"Boy, do you think you have already won?" Bai He suddenly shouted coldly, and the seventh soul ring on his body shone brightly, "If I catch you, I will still win this competition."

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Suddenly, Bai He's body changed. Two rays of brilliant light burst out from his eyes. The seventh soul ring on his body suddenly lit up. Under the influence of the black soul ring, one could clearly see that Bai He's body was releasing a layer of... There was a layer of special light, and then, his arms really turned into wings, and his legs together turned into tail feathers. In just a blink of an eye, the leader of the Minzhi clan had transformed into a body with a body length of only one meter. A sharp-tailed swift with a wingspan of about 1.5 meters.

Seeing Bai He really transformed into a sharp-tailed swift, Tang Yin's face looked a little weird. Generally speaking, the release of the martial soul's true form will make one's body larger. Only a huge body can bear more soul power. However, the white crane in front of him has shrunk his body. That does not represent his own soul power. Instead of strengthening it, he forcibly compressed his soul power. In this way, the terrifying speed he could explode would be several times stronger than before.

When Bai He displayed his martial soul and suspended it in mid-air, the last of the eight soul rings surrounding his body also lit up. He had been avoiding it before, but now, he was about to show his true strength.

"The eighth soul skill, Swift Swallows Flying!"

With the shining of the eighth soul ring, Bai He's body suspended in the air split into five parts. After using the eighth soul skill, each of his clones has the same speed and attack power as the main body, but more importantly, , each of these five entities can be said to be true, or each one can be said to be false. Under his own control, he can make any clone become the entity at any time.

"Clone? I can do it, but I'm bigger and stronger than you!" Looking at the white crane divided into five, Tang Yin took a deep breath, then clapped his hands together, and the surrounding blue silver grass quickly boiled, only to Listen to Tang Yin shout. "Wood Release: The art of multiple wooden clones, Wood Release: The art of all cloth bags!"

In an instant, the blue silver grass on the ground turned into huge wooden hands, rushing towards the white crane suspended in the sky like an eagle catching a chicken. At the same time, countless Wood Escape clones appeared behind Tang Yin, and they After appearing, he clasped his hands together like Tang Yin, urging the blue silver grass in the area to grab Bai He, bound to catch him from the sky.

Looking at the dozens of extra Tang Yins on the ground, Bai He felt his head buzzing, especially now that the ground was covered with giant hands made of condensed blue silver grass, and there were also overwhelming blue silver grass vines. , for a moment it was impossible to tell which clone was the main body.

"This kid's clone is even more powerful than mine. He didn't lie to me!" Bai He exclaimed.

In the sealed space of Blue Silver Grass, except for the place where a group of Tang Yin is standing, the rest of the space is filled with Blue Silver Grass vines and giant wooden hands. No matter how fast Bai He is, he can't get through this increasingly smaller and smaller space. Escape from the space, because no matter how fast the speed is, it still needs space to perform. Now he is like a caged bird, unable to escape.

Finally, in the increasingly compressed activity space, Bai He was defeated and was firmly held by the giant wooden hand. Several other clones were also held. In this way, a speed competition ended. That's it.

Looking up at Bai He who was no longer struggling, Tang Yin cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Bai He, I won this competition."

"I...lost." After being stunned for a moment, Bai He clasped his fists and said solemnly: "I, Bai He, am willing to admit defeat. I will lead the Min clan to join Xiao."

After saying this, Bai He bowed solemnly to Tang Yin and lowered his posture to the lowest level.

Such a great gift also made Tang Yin stunned. He quickly stretched out his hand to release the giant hand holding Bai He. He ducked in front of Bai He and helped the old man up.

"Senior Bai He, I can't bear such a great gift." Tang Yin smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "If you don't feel awkward, just like Elder Tai Tan and others, call me Tang Yin."

Hearing this, Bai He was startled, looked at Tang Yin's serious face, and laughed out loud, "Okay, I'll call you Sect Master."

The blue silver grass dispersed, revealing the true appearance inside. Looking at the scene in front of him, Niu Gao chuckled, "Old orangutan, if you lose, I will say that the young master will definitely win."

Tai Tan glanced at Niu Gao and sneered: "Well, you old rhinoceros, you really knew that the young master would win, so you tried different ways to trick my old brother, right?"

"But it's a trap. Anyway, Old White Bird seems to be planning to join Akatsuki. Our four single-attribute clans are finally together again."

Seeing his old friend Bai He join Xiao, Yang Wudi also took a step forward, came to Bai He, and said with a smile: "Old White Bird, you don't need to give such a big gift to the young master, Tang Yin is Tang Hao's son , you are his grandfather’s elder, if you salute him, his life will be shortened.”

"What? Tang Hao's son?" Upon hearing this, Bai He was stunned.

"Haha, what Elder Yang Wudi said is right, but that is also the past tense." A glint flashed in Tang Yin's eyes. It didn't matter whether Bai He was a relative of his. Although he did not have Tang Hao's blood flowing in his body, Not everyone in the Tang family is as stupid as Tang Hao, such as Tang Yuehua...

Although this relationship line of the Tang family gave Tang Yin a headache, because he really couldn't understand why Douluo Continent always had this kind of brother-sister relationship, especially when it came to the relationship of family, no matter how much he thought about it, it seemed like a kind of love. What about a very complicated relationship?

"He is Tang Hao's son? Then the Haotian Sect just allowed him to found the sect?" Bai He asked Yang Wudi with a puzzled look on his face.

Yang Wudi was stunned for a moment, looked at Tang Yin who was also in a daze, pursed his lips, and said: "I don't know much about this, but Tang Yin is indeed Tang Hao's son. Besides, old Bainiao, what are you doing? It’s not unclear, I already hate the Haotian Sect, and I can join Xiao only because of Tang Yin, otherwise I wouldn’t join.”

"I see, no wonder you will join Xiao." After listening to Yang Wudi's words, Bai He suddenly realized, looked at Tang Yin who was in a daze, and said: "Tang Yin, since you are Tang Hao's son, then in terms of seniority, you You should call me uncle, because my biological sister is your grandmother. My sister died early, and your father was still very young at that time. I watched Tang Hao grow up. How is your father?"

"If you had told me earlier that you were Tang Hao's son, I would have gone to such great lengths to argue with you, and in the end I would have made this old guy laugh."

Hearing this, Tang Yin came to his senses and said subconsciously: "Tang Hao, he is very good. I will send him back to Saint Soul Village to recuperate in his old age."

"I'm going to support Tiannian? You mean Tang Hao?" Bai He was stunned for a moment, obviously shocked by Tang Yin's words, and said with some confusion: "Your father is a titled Douluo with the word Haotian, how can he return to the Holy Soul?" How can he retire in such a small village? Is it possible that he really plans not to leave the mountain anymore?"

"Uh...he said it himself, and I can't do anything about it." Tang Yin touched his nose and changed the subject, "We will discuss the matter of pension in the future. Now that all the clan leaders have joined Xiao, let's return to Tiandou as soon as possible. Bar."