Douluo 2: After competing with Huo Gua for the golden finger, he became the group's favorite

He had only run a short distance when Dai Mubai was about to catch up.

Although no one has seen him yet, Mingwei can sense his breath.

Should she be thankful that it was only Dai Mubai who came?

If the original generation of Shrek Seven Devils were to die together, I feel like ten lives wouldn’t be enough.

"Run, why don't you keep running?"

Dai Mubai floated in the sky above Ming Wei, looking down at Ming Wei with a look full of disdain, as if he was looking at a piece of trash.

"Because I want to try in advance how to kill a god."

Mingwei answered in his heart, but he released the three Snow Emperors as fast as lightning first, and then summoned the previous ferocious beast again.

"Jiuli Pot's second soul skill, summoning."

"Summon the fierce beasts Taowu, Taotie, Hun Dun, Qiongqi, and Jinmao Hou!"

"Summon the divine bird Dapeng!"

After completing two waves of summons, Ming Wei took a large amount of pills and chose to use soul bone skills that required less soul power.

"Suzaku's external soul bone, Suzaku's spirit!"

The phantom of the Vermillion Bird, which was equally huge and almost covered the sky and the sun, flew out from Mingwei's body. This was an extraordinary crushing force that could drive Ma Xiaotao crazy. When facing the White Tiger Martial Spirit, which was also a beast, it also had a certain suppressive effect, but it was not as powerful as when facing the Bird Martial Spirit.

But it doesn’t matter, Mingwei has already unlocked the soul bone with the same attribute.

"White Tiger right arm bone, White Tiger gold aspect."

Mingwei's body was covered with a layer of golden light, which was a certain defense brought to her by the Golden Elephant and White Tiger, but the effect of the Golden Elephant and White Tiger was not just that.

A huge white tiger phantom appeared on Mingwei's body. This white tiger phantom was the Dharma image of the white tiger, although it would not fly out and attack like the Vermillion Bird spirit.

But it will concentrate all its power and skills on Mingwei's right hand.

Mingwei threw a punch, and a tiger roar sounded between heaven and earth, as if it came from the ancient times, full of the weight of time.

Along with the tiger's roar came an extremely powerful force that made Dai Mubai feel a bit of fear.

They come from the same origin, both are white tigers, but Dai Mubai's white tiger martial spirit is far inferior to the white tiger, one of the four spirits, so it will naturally be suppressed.

This was a gang fight, and Dai Mubai could be said to be fighting one against ten.

But there is more to it, because Mingwei spoke again.

"Dragons come out together to support the two chariots, tigers and leopards drive together to open the nine passes."

"One sword frosts fourteen continents."

"It was like thunder that shook the mountains."

"Thunder shook the world and the dragon and snake stung."

"One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men can't open it."

……

"Word Spirit? Word Spirit Martial Spirit?"

Dai Mubai discovered that everything Ming Wei said had come true, and he was shocked on the spot.

Words are words, how can they come true just by speaking them out?

It's just like that.

But even God cannot make his words come true!

And with so many things on the field, Dai Mubai was surprised to find that their cooperation was very tacit, not messy at all, as if they shared the same brain.

In fact, Dai Mubai guessed correctly. The dozen or so people and animals on the field did share the same brain.

Originally, they were sharing Mingwei's brain, but just now, a mental force was added, and a voice transmission was sent to Mingwei:

"Save some of your mental energy. It's still very useful. Let me do this first."

The one who came here with an invisible soul guide was Huo Yuhao. He was soon discovered by Dai Mubai, who broke the soul guide and revealed his true form.

The moment he saw Huo Yuhao, Dai Mubai recognized him and expressed his disapproval.

"How could it be you? Don't you know who I am? How dare you help her deal with me? How dare you?"

Dai Mubai's defense was somewhat broken, so his voice was particularly sharp and harsh.

He still held on to a last glimmer of hope in his heart that Huo Yuhao did not recognize him, which was why he acted like this.

But the White Tiger Martial Spirit on him is already a very obvious sign.

What's more, his portrait is no secret in Douluo Continent, Clark Academy, and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Huo Yuhao must have seen his appearance countless times and would be able to recognize him at a glance.

Huo Yuhao lived up to expectations and recognized Dai Mubai at a glance, but he still did not hesitate to attack.

Facing Dai Mubai's questioning, he just responded coldly: "I really don't know you, but I know very well what I am doing. I am helping my most important friend."

Huo Yuhao's tone was extremely firm.

Dai Mu was so angry that his hair stood on end. After defeating the God of War, he had not sworn for a long time because of his image, but he also started to curse loudly:

"You are talking nonsense! You don't even know me. What are you talking about? I am your ancestor. My name is Dai Mubai. You better listen to me!"

"You are such a jerk who betrays your master and ancestors, how dare you attack me! I'd rather give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to give birth to you!..."

Dai Mubai was so angry that he kept cursing Huo Yuhao, as if trying to wake him up with his dirty words.

But Huo Yuhao, who had never recognized his ancestral roots, had never enjoyed any benefits from the White Tiger lineage, and had only experienced hatred and bullying, would only have a worse impression of Dai Mubai after hearing these words.

He has not received any benefits from you, and even his martial soul is a mutation, not inherited from you. How can you expect him to be grateful to you?

"My last name is Huo, and I don't believe in Dai. My ancestors also believed in Huo, but I don't have any ancestors with the last name Dai."

Huo Yuhao retorted coldly, without a trace of emotion towards Dai Mubai in his heart. If there was any emotion at all, it was only hatred that was taken out on him.

"You bastard! You are a traitor. Your last name is Dai, and you have Dai blood flowing in your veins. No matter how much you deny it, you are also the blood of my Dai family, and the descendant of Dai Mubai."

Dai Mubai was determined to pull Huo Yuhao onto him and onto the Dai family.

Because the power of luck in Huo Yuhao is so strong, it is even slightly stronger than that of Tang San now.

The closer the relationship between Huo Yuhao and them, the more luck they can borrow, so naturally they have to tie Huo Yuhao firmly to the Dai family's bed.

Luck and virtue are both panaceas, and are hard currency everywhere. And in the current world, luck is better than virtue.

"No matter what you say, my last name is Huo. I have never eaten a grain of rice or drank a mouthful of water from your Dai family. The Dai family has no right to put a hat on my head."

Huo Yuhao was very determined, and his determination not to recognize Dai Shi seemed to be getting stronger day by day.

For example, at this moment, his desire not to recognize the Dai family is even deeper than the last moment, and today's desire has doubled compared to yesterday's.

Dai Mubai probably didn’t expect Huo Yuhao to be so resolute, so he was a little stunned.

However, what was even more difficult for him to answer was yet to come.

Huo Yuhao asked in a questioning, but in fact, sarcastic tone: