The spiritual field around the Demon Monarch of Bewitching Eyes was no longer as peaceful as before, but became extremely violent and exceptionally evil.
Allowing a Spirit with higher intelligence to fuse with a puppet would let the Spirit control the puppet in place of Qian Mo. This not only prevented Qian Mo from being distracted by controlling the puppet in battle but also allowed the puppet to derive some characteristics from the Spirit, making it even more powerful.
The Demon Monarch of Bewitching Eyes beckoned with his withered hands, and countless branches shot out like spears, densely covering the entire arena, like a terrifying purple sky descending, leaving Luo Guixing and the others with nowhere to hide.
"Don't hold back anymore, go all out!" Luo Guixing roared.
"Roar!"
A strange change occurred in Wu Siduo's body. Although the layer of black appeared on her, the original gold did not disappear. The two overlapped, and a strange dark gold suddenly burst from within her body. Not only that, the white fur on her body seemed to become crystal clear, like strands of crystal silk. Bending down, her human form disappeared, transforming into a strange, completely transparent White Tiger.
The Self Spirit Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger, this was Wu Siduo's greatest reliance and a powerful strength that surpassed this age level, possessing strength above the Spirit King level with five rings.
The five-meter-long Hell White Tiger swung its sharp claws, tearing the cluster of branches in front of it to pieces, then continued its momentum, still striking towards Qian Mo.
Qian Mo's lips curled up as he watched the imposing Hell White Tiger with interest. A Self Spirit Fusion Skill, his pursuit and goal!
Eight wings spread out behind Qian Mo, and majestic gold appeared in his eyes. His entire being was bathed in this glorious moment.
"Boom!"
A monstrous wave of air was stirred up within the sparring arena, shattering the branches and causing the protective shield to tremble.
And in the center of this airwave was the scene of Qian Mo receiving the Hell White Tiger's claw with his bare hands.
"Ah~~"
The audience below let out gasps of surprise. What did they see? Qian Mo actually received the Hell White Tiger's attack with his bare hands.
Even the Hell White Tiger's eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief. She had never seen anyone of the same age who could take a blow from the Hell White Tiger without changing expression or feeling any pressure.
Qian Mo looked relaxed, turned his head, and said to the Demon Monarch of Bewitching Eyes, who was possessed by the Evil Eye Tyrant spirit: "Evil Eye, you and Liuguang take care of the others."
The Angel Spirit Liuguang flew out from Qian Mo's body and merged into the Taibai Sword Immortal he had just summoned.
The Sword Immortal, clad in armor and wielding a sword, was unstoppable. Liuguang rode the Lightflame Unicorn, the first Spirit of the Eight-Winged Seraph Spirit, and charged towards Luo Guixing and the others, leading the way.
Evil Eye followed behind Liuguang with an evil smile, being leisurely carried forward by the dark green branches towards Luo Guixing and the others. It always disliked charging into battle and preferred to secretly launch sneak attacks from behind.
Qian Mo's gaze returned to the Hell White Tiger in front of him, and he said faintly: "As for you, let me get a good look at the power of a Self Spirit Fusion Skill."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Mo grabbed the Hell White Tiger's large claw with a backhand, used the strength of his waist, and directly threw the Hell White Tiger flying out.
The Hell White Tiger struggled to adjust its posture in mid-air and had just landed steadily when the Holy Cross Sword fell on its head.
Qian Mo, holding the Holy Cross Sword, unleashed nine consecutive slashes, delivering his judgment upon the Hell White Tiger.
Accompanied by the Hell White Tiger's painful howl, nine deep sword marks appeared on its body. The Hell White Tiger's body suddenly became several shades more transparent, and its crystal-like white fur flickered erratically.
The Hell White Tiger endured the pain and swung its sharp claws, but Qian Mo was very agile. With a flap of his wings, he easily dodged the sharp claws. He then swung out another cross slash with a backhand, leaving an indelible scar on the Hell White Tiger's body.
Sacred Flame began to burn on the Hell White Tiger's fur, and the power of purification dissolved its spirit power and flesh along the sword marks.
Qian Mo's movements did not stop at all. Purple, purple, purple, and black four spirit rings rose from his feet in sequence, once again causing gasps of surprise from the entire audience.
Third Spirit Ability, Sacred Roar!
Qian Mo held the Holy Cross Sword, pointing the tip downwards. In Tang Wulin's Purple Demon Eye, a majestic and imposing humanoid figure flashed behind Qian Mo, followed by a giant golden palm descending from the Sky, heavily striking the Hell White Tiger's head.
Looking with the naked eye, the Hell White Tiger's head showed no injuries, but its spiritual sea was turbulent at this moment, with a giant palm print appearing on the surging surface. Its soul was unstable and seemed about to be roared out of its body at any moment.
"Roar!" The Hell White Tiger let out a weak low growl, its eyes chaotic and dull. Its four limbs, which had just straightened, collapsed powerlessly again.
Qian Mo spread his eight wings, and the entire sparring arena above was rendered golden, as if the Sky was his slowly expanding, inviolable territory.
As the sword light of the Holy Cross Sword fell, the Hell White Tiger dissolved in the golden radiance. Wu Siduo fainted powerlessly on the ground and was taken off the sparring arena by Ya Li with a Holy Light strike.
The audience was silent. The students of Class One looked at each other, seemingly unable to believe that the incredibly powerful genius Wu Siduo, even after using the Hell White Tiger, was easily subdued in front of Qian Mo like a docile kitten.
"So strong, too strong!" Tang Wulin murmured in a low voice. For the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness that he couldn't catch up.
The other battlefield was also nearing its end. Liuguang held the Eternal Glory Holy Sword high in her hand, and several golden flying swords formed a sword array that weaved through Luo Guixing and the others like swimming dragons.
At this time, Yang Nianxia's muscular body was covered in sword marks, and threads of blood flowed from the wounds. Drops of purple liquid were flung from the branches flying around him, entering his body through the wounds.
The next moment, an abnormal purple appeared under Yang Nianxia's entire skin. He stood frozen in place, his body and spirit completely paralyzed.
Evil Eye watched this scene quietly from behind, a look of satisfaction flashing in its single eye. After being possessed by the Evil Eye Tyrant spirit, the purple liquid secreted by the branches contained a mental toxin that could paralyze the enemy's soul.
Yang Nianxia endured the pain and stomped heavily on the ground. A powerful shockwave rushed towards Liuguang along the sparring arena.
The Lightflame Unicorn flapped its wings and flew up, taking Liuguang away from the shockwave. Liuguang stood on the Lightflame Unicorn, and as she turned around and swung her sword, the several golden flying swords converged on the Eternal Glory Holy Sword one by one, combining into a giant sword.
The giant sword slashed down mightily, and Yang Nianxia's body collapsed with a boom. Ya Li took the opportunity to act, moving Yang Nianxia out of the sparring arena.
Liuguang looked down at Yang Nianxia's almost purple body, and her cold eyes looked at the leisurely Evil Eye, saying coldly: "Evil and cunning fellow, if it weren't for the Lord, I would never associate with you."
Evil Eye looked at Liuguang with its single eye without emotion, its hands behind its back. Several branches lifted, and the pupils at their tips suddenly opened, shooting several red lasers backward.