Chapter 53 White Tiger Dagger Kills White Tiger
At some point, a drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.

At this point, Dai Huabin was no longer in a hurry to escape, because in front of him was his home, the prestigious White Tiger Duke's Mansion, and there was a powerful force hidden in this Duke's Mansion.

Dai Huabin knew that there was a powerful guard protecting the Duke of White Tiger's Mansion.

As long as I call the White Tiger Guard over, I will be fine.

But Dai Huabin felt that there was no need to run, and Huo Yuhao also felt that there was no need to move.

In an instant, Huo Yuhao's second soul skill was activated. Relying on the life breath of Dai Huabin that he had just captured, Huo Yuhao instantly reproduced the previous state of being possessed by the White Tiger Martial Soul.

The combination of the White Tiger Martial Spirit, the soul guide, and the first soul skill increased Huo Yuhao's speed dramatically, and he caught up with Dai Huabin in just three breaths.

The soul-guiding claws that Huo Yuhao had specially made for today tightly grasped Dai Huabin's shoulders, with the iron claws made of fine iron embedded in his flesh and blood.

Then, as Huo Yuhao suddenly pulled back, Dai Huabin's fleeing figure was immediately pulled back and he fell to the ground as expected.

"you--"

Dai Huabin fell to the ground and looked at Huo Yuhao with hatred in his eyes. Dai Huabin, who had reached the end of his rope, stopped running away.

The White Tiger Martial Spirit gave him a strong physique, allowing him to forcibly break free from the iron claws. Blood continued to flow from his shoulders, staining his pure white clothes red.

Dai Huabin's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Huo Yuhao with a fearless aura.

Three soul skills were activated at the same time.

White tiger body shield!
White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!
White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Huo Yuhao still did not dodge or evade. Isn't it just a spirit skill? It's like he doesn't know how to use it!

The two men's fists were pressed together, and their faces, which were close to each other, were filled with hatred for each other.

They all wished the other person would die immediately.

Dai Huabin suddenly kicked towards Huo Yuhao's stomach with his right foot. Huo Yuhao took the blow head-on, but also grabbed Dai Huabin's right leg tightly.

Huo Yuhao pulled Dai Huabin's right leg and pressed it down with all his strength.

Dai Huabin would naturally not let Huo Yuhao get his wish. He suddenly exerted force with his remaining foot and rushed towards Huo Yuhao like a cannonball.

Huo Yuhao could only let go of Dai Huabin’s right leg and let it land safely.

After using all their soul skills, Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao both maintained the state of White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

But they did not continue to use their soul skills, not because they did not want to, but because they could not.

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation consumes a lot of soul power, and using additional soul power would be a burden that neither of them could bear.

So the two men could only fight like street thugs, punching each other with all their hands and feet.

No longer care about any scars on your body.

The only intention is to kill the other person.

In the heavy rain, two people were fighting for their lives in the mud, punching each other.

"boom!"

Huo Yuhao was hit on the right cheek by Dai Huabin's fist, and blood immediately flowed out of his mouth.

Huo Yuhao, who had no idea how many punches he had received, subconsciously threw a counterpunch.

However, the punch unexpectedly missed.

At this time, Huo Yuhao could not even use the spirit skill of mental detection which consumed very little spirit power, and he could not even maintain the state of White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes with difficulty and looked, only to see that Dai Huabin had no strength left after punching Huo Yuhao, and fell into the mud in the direction of his fist.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao gave an ugly smile.

In fact, with Huo Yuhao's face full of scars, it was difficult for him to show a nice smile.

Huo Yuhao stood up, grabbed Dai Huabin's right leg with difficulty, and walked towards the familiar small mound, stepping through muddy puddles one step at a time.

The person he missed most was buried there.

"Mother, Yuhao is here to see you."

Huo Yuhao threw Dai Huabin's body in front of the small mound of earth and took out the White Tiger Dagger from his waist.

"Mother, you once told me that Dai Hao gave you this White Tiger Dagger for self-defense."

"But Dai Hao would never have thought that even such a soul guide could not protect you, and he would never have thought that you would be tortured to death by Dai Huabin and his mother."

“Now it seems that the White Tiger Dagger cannot be used to protect people. But——” Huo Yuhao turned around and held the White Tiger Dagger and stabbed Dai Huabin, who was lying on the ground without any consciousness.

"For revenge."

The White Tiger Dagger stabbed straight into Dai Huabin's eye socket, and the fragile eyeball exploded directly.

The intense pain woke up Dai Huabin from his coma.

But Huo Yuhao's expression did not change at all, he just pulled out the dagger silently.

Then--

"what!!"

Stab it hard again!
This time, Huo Yuhao chose Dai Huabin’s chest.

"You...you can't kill me!"

"My father is Dai Hao, and I am the young master of the White Tiger Family!"

But Huo Yuhao turned a deaf ear to him and just continued to pull out the dagger and repeated the action again.

"You, you, you are a member of the royal family, right? As long as you don't kill me! I can give you better treatment than the royal family! We at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion will fully support you to become a Titled Douluo, okay!"

At this time, Dai Huabin was incoherent and panicked, and he promised everything he could think of.

He has lost all of his former noble demeanor.

"You want Zhu Lu, right? I'll give her to you! I'll give her all to you! I can also serve you when you go to bed with her! Ah!!"

"Please! Don't kill me!! Don't kill--"

Dai Huabin's voice suddenly stopped because Huo Yuhao stabbed a dagger directly into Dai Huabin's throat, and Dai Huabin's eyes almost popped out.

Huo Yuhao looked at Dai Huabin expressionlessly: "Who isn't a member of the Dai family?"

Hearing this, Dai Huabin's pupils instantly dilated, and he looked at Huo Yuhao's face as if he remembered something.

"woooooo"

Dai Huabin wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Dai Huabin, did you recognize me?"

Huo Yuhao sneered, and as he spoke, his hands kept moving. He continued to repeat the action of drawing the sword on Dai Huabin.

"It's you! It's you and your son! You killed my mother!

Dai Huabin, you are the first to die, but you will definitely not be the last!" Huo Yuhao said coldly.

finally--

Huo Yuhao raised the dagger high and stabbed it hard into Dai Huabin's heart.

When he was on the verge of death, Dai Huabin suddenly thought of his mother, the Duchess who seemed cold, evil and without a trace of kindness in the eyes of outsiders.

But she is very good to children.

In Dai Huabin's short life, the Duchess was undoubtedly the relative who accompanied him the longest.

At this moment, when his consciousness was about to blur, tears flowed from Dai Huabin's only remaining eye.

He was not worried about his own death, but was worried that his mother would die at the hands of Huo Yuhao.

Dai Huabin thought back to that afternoon and wished he had not ordered the soldiers to beat the woman.

But now, it's too late.

Dai Huabin died near the Duke's Mansion, less than a quarter of an hour away from his mother.

It can even be said that they are separated by a wall, but they are like yin and yang.

But everything was their own fault.

The miserable state of the wicked at their last moments is never worthy of pity.

Huo Yuhao cut off Dai Huabin's head and placed it in front of his mother's grave.

I kowtowed three times in front of my mother's grave in the heavy rain.

The mud stuck to my forehead and was soon washed away by the rain.

Huo Yuhao's face was covered with tears, which mixed with the rain, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Just kill him! Why cut off his head?"

At this moment in the Duke of White Tiger's mansion, in a secluded courtyard, two old men, one thin and one fat, were confronting each other.

And the one who said this was the fat old man.

The fat old man looked angrily at the thin old man who was blocking the door.

The thin old man didn't open his eyes, he just sat cross-legged and said calmly: "The person is already dead, it's his business how to deal with the body."

"But this will damage the dignity of the White Tiger Clan!"

"The dignity of the White Tiger Clan? Only someone like Dai Hao, who can represent the White Tiger Clan, is worthy of being called the White Tiger Clan's dignity. How can there be any dignity in a fight between two children?"

Seeing that the fat old man was about to say something, the thin old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Ever since we decided not to care about the life and death of that mother and son, we should have known that since we decided not to care about the fight between them, we should never get involved! We can't take sides! Do you understand?!"

The fat old man felt guilty after being taught a lesson by the thin old man.

As the guardians of the Dai family, they watched helplessly as the descendants of the White Tiger clan were treated like that without stopping it, and they didn't even tell Dai Hao about it.

What reason do we have now to stand up and stop the other party from taking revenge?

What they are protecting is the White Tiger clan, not just any one individual.

If it was an outsider who killed Dai Huabin, they would definitely inform the Duchess without hesitation.

But they knew the man who killed Dai Huabin. They had been in the mansion for many years and had paid attention to Huo Yuhao for a period of time. How could they not know Huo Yuhao's identity?

Since they are all descendants of the White Tiger clan, killing each other is just a common thing.

Is fratricide a big deal for the White Tiger clan?

If that's the case, then why not just let them fight.

In the long history of the White Tiger family, fratricide is just a common occurrence.

　There is another chapter at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

　　thanks for your support! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)