Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Expelled from the Upper Three Sects

Unlike the Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was jubilant. Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect had vanished, while Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was only Level 93—a complete disgrace.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, meanwhile, had a Level 95 Sword Douluo above and a Level 94 Bone Douluo below. With their sect master's support, which sect would dare challenge them?

Once the grand tournament was over, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would become the true number one sect under heaven.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, I'll be counting on you in this tournament."

Ning Fengzhi sat on the sofa, leisurely taking a sip of tea.

"Haha, don't worry, Fengzhi. Even if that old sword freak doesn't step in, I'm confident I can fight Tang Zhen. As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, they aren't even worthy of that old sword freak's intervention."

Gu Rong spoke with supreme confidence.

Although he was one level below Tang Zhen, he believed his Bone Dragon Spirit possessed invincible defense. He had long wanted to test the strength of the Number One Tool Martial Soul under Heaven.

As for Yu Yuanzhen, he was merely a Level 93 nobody, unworthy of being his opponent.

"Uncle Bone, don't say such things. The Upper Three Sects are united like branches of the same tree. Even if we become the number one sect under heaven, we must never underestimate the other two sects."

Though Ning Fengzhi said that, the smile at the corner of his lips clearly revealed his true thoughts.

"Father, do you see it? Under my leadership, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a chance to become the number one sect under heaven."

As he thought of it, Ning Fengzhi's heart gradually burned with excitement. None of the previous sect masters had accomplished this, yet he, Ning Fengzhi, would surpass them all and become a benefactor whose name would be passed down eternally by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

While the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was ablaze with excitement, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect looked as though a horse had died. Every disciple was ashen-faced.

"Alas, Yuanzhen is injured, and the tournament is about to begin. What are we supposed to do?"

Third Elder sighed helplessly. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had already ranked last among the Upper Three Sects, and now their sect master was injured.

The Elephant Armored Sect was eyeing them like a tiger watching its prey. Though they had no idea where its confidence came from, it was still deeply unsettling.

If they lost, they would truly become sinners of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"It's all that Yu Xiaogang's fault. He's worse than a pig or a dog, bringing such a monstrous disaster upon our family, and now he doesn't even dare show his face. I, Yu Dalei, swear I will not live under the same sky as Yu Xiaogang!"

After he spoke, the entire room filled with sorrow.

The next day, the sect tournament officially began.

The Battle Soul Arena was packed to capacity. Everyone had come to witness the contest between the continent's strongest sects.

"Silence!"

The Cardinal used Soul Power to project his voice throughout the entire Battle Soul Arena, and the venue immediately fell quiet.

"His Holiness the Pope has arrived."

Before long, Qian Xunfeng, dressed in a gilded papal robe and holding the Pope's Scepter, strode toward his seat.

"Long live His Holiness the Pope!"

Qian Xunfeng's appearance ignited the entire crowd once more, forcing him to use Soul Power to steady those below the stage.

As the Pope's Scepter imbued with Soul Power tapped the ground, Soul Power scattered outward, and the previously chaotic Battle Soul Arena instantly quieted down.

"So powerful!"

Sword Douluo sensed the Soul Power emanating from Qian Xunfeng, and his expression gradually turned astonished.

"What is it, Uncle Jian? Could Qian Xunfeng be stronger than even you?"

Seeing that Chen Xin's expression was off, Ning Fengzhi asked with concern.

"Very strong. I'm no match for him."

After hearing this, a trace of gravity flashed through Ning Fengzhi's eyes. Someone who had only just attained a Title had actually made Uncle Jian admit inferiority.

Another Qian Daoliu in the making—perhaps even greater than Qian Daoliu. When will my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ever have its day?

He had never expected Qian Xunfeng to be so formidable that even Sword Douluo willingly conceded defeat.

He began plotting to unite the Upper Three Sects and the Heaven Dou Empire against Spirit Hall.

"The sect tournament now officially begins. I hope no one will harm their relationships over these rankings. Friendship comes first, competition second."

As Qian Xunfeng announced the start, the various sects began rubbing their hands together, ready to secure a better ranking for their sects.

Within a day, the candidates for the Seven Sects had been decided. Next came the division between the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects.

"The Lower Four Sects may now challenge the Upper Three Sects. Victory will earn them a place among the Upper Three Sects."

"Afterward, the Upper Three Sects will be ranked."

"I, Hu Yan Zhen of the Elephant Armored Sect, challenge the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

Having concealed his strength for three months, Hu Yan Zhen had waited a long time for this moment. Burning with impatience, he could wait no longer.

The moment the rules were announced, he stepped onto the arena, pointed at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's group, and spoke arrogantly.

"Damn it, that lackey of Spirit Hall!"

Yu Yuanzhen was furious. They still did not know that Hu Yan Zhen had broken through to Titled Douluo, and even while injured, Yu Yuanzhen had never regarded Hu Yan Zhen as a threat.

"Hmph, do you really think my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is so easy to bully? Hu Yan Zhen, today I'll break your legs."

With that, Yu Yuanzhen flew up from his seat and arrived before the arena. Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings—nine in total—flashed around him.

"Hahahaha, Yu Yuanzhen, it remains to be seen whose legs will be broken today!"

As he spoke, Hu Yan Zhen no longer concealed his aura and revealed it.

Titled Douluo!

Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings—nine in total—floated around him.

"That's a Titled Douluo! Hu Yan Zhen broke through!"

Voices erupted all around. In this era, Douluo were still rather rare. Only the top powers possessed one or two.

Ning Fengzhi, seated on the platform, furrowed his brows deeply. Hu Yan Zhen's breakthrough to Titled Douluo was not good news for them.

"Hmph, so what if he broke through to Titled Douluo? He'll still fall beneath the hammer of our Clear Sky Hammer."

Tang Hao remained unconcerned by Hu Yan Zhen's breakthrough. He did not even think highly of Spirit Hall, so how could he possibly think highly of the Elephant Armored Sect?

"So what if you've broken through to Titled Douluo? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is not something little elephants like you can compare to."

Though Yu Yuanzhen spoke this way, the gravity in his eyes did not lessen. He was injured, after all. Even though Hu Yan Zhen had only just broken through to Titled Douluo, he would still be difficult to face. The thought filled his heart with bitterness.

Damn Spirit Hall.

How else could that trash Hu Yan Zhen have broken through to Titled Douluo? Yu Yuanzhen could guess without asking—it had to be Spirit Hall's doing. Otherwise, that trash would never become Titled Douluo in his entire life.

"What arrogant nonsense. After today, the number one beast martial soul under heaven will be the Diamond Mammoth of my Elephant Armored Sect!"

Martial Soul Avatar!

Hu Yan Zhen already knew that Yu Yuanzhen was severely injured and unable to use his Martial Soul Avatar, so he immediately unleashed his ultimate move, intending to crush him completely.

Ninth Spirit Ability, Fierce Fang Celestial Charge!

Watching the Diamond Mammoth charge toward him, Yu Yuanzhen did not dare be careless. He immediately activated Martial Soul Possession, endured the burning agony within his body, and released his Ninth Spirit Ability to block it.

Unfortunately, how could the heavily injured Yu Yuanzhen withstand it? His Ninth Spirit Ability was interrupted halfway through, and he was sent flying by a single headbutt.

"Heh, isn't this Sect Master Yu? You're done already?"

Hu Yan Zhen sneered, his attacks never slowing. He raised his elephant foot and stomped wildly on Yu Yuanzhen.

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect concedes!"

Seeing that the situation was dire, Great Elder hurriedly shouted to Qian Xunfeng.

"The match is over. Congratulations to the Elephant Armored Sect for successfully ascending to the Upper Three Sects."

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Hu Yan Zhen was overjoyed. Stepping on Yu Yuanzhen's head, he shouted, "From this day forward, the number one beast martial soul under heaven is the Diamond Mammoth!"

What generations of sect masters had pursued was accomplished by Hu Yan Zhen today.

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