The Emotional Card

Yu Tianheng's chest heaved violently, and the fury in his eyes seemed ready to burst forth. Without much thought, he immediately agreed. "Fine, then we'll have a fight to the death—one that decides both victory and defeat, life and death!"

"There's no need to decide either victory or death. With your current strength, you can't even compare to me from three years ago, much less me now." Bi Zihan merely glanced at him, not taking him seriously at all.

"Tianheng, have you lost your mind? You actually agreed to his fight to the death! We're not having such a fight. What Tianheng said just now was only a joke." Yu Xiaogang came back to his senses and immediately reached out to stop Yu Tianheng.

Judging from the way they had addressed each other earlier, whether Yu Tianheng won or lost, Bi Zihan would not be harmed. Besides, he did not believe Yu Tianheng could defeat Bi Zihan.

Ever since Yu Tianheng had begun training under him three years ago, he had started teaching him all kinds of theories regarding martial souls. Because of that, Yu Tianheng's Soul Power had improved very slowly over the past three years, and he was now only a level twenty-two Soul Grandmaster.

"Since both parties have agreed, I have no reason to refuse. Whether you fight or not is up to you." Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Tianheng, paying no attention whatsoever to their talk of a fight to the death.

Bi Zihan stretched his body and looked at Yu Tianheng with contempt and provocation. As long as Yu Tianheng dared to agree to a fight to the death, he was prepared to kill him.

Seeing the contemptuous, provocative look in Bi Zihan's eyes, the fury Yu Tianheng had just suppressed blazed up again. Yet this time, he was much calmer. He neither agreed immediately nor refused.

If he agreed, he seemed unable to win. But if he refused, would that not make it seem as though he feared Bi Zihan?

Just as he hesitated, Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke. "Your Holiness the Pope, I don't think a fight to the death is necessary. A normal spar will do."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang pressed a hand onto Yu Tianheng's shoulder. He truly feared that Yu Tianheng would be provoked too far and agree outright. That would be troublesome.

"Zihan, since he wants to spar with you, go have a match with him outside the Spirit Hall Branch." Bibi Dong lightly waved her hand, signaling Bi Zihan to spar with Yu Tianheng.

"Yes, Mom." Bi Zihan agreed. He found it somewhat regrettable that Yu Tianheng had not agreed to a fight to the death, but he did not care much.

Yu Tianheng and Yu Xiaogang were the first to leave the room.

Bi Zihan followed behind Bibi Dong, leaving the room at an unhurried pace and heading outside Spirit Hall.

Beside Yu Tianheng's ear, Yu Xiaogang whispered, "Tianheng, with your current strength, there's a very good chance you're not his opponent. But he's arrogant and conceited, so at the beginning, he'll very likely not summon his martial soul. As long as he doesn't summon it, go all out. That will give you a high chance of winning."

"Besides, his Soul Power had already reached the level of a Soul Grandmaster three years ago, so his current Soul Power must be higher than yours. If anything goes wrong, admit defeat immediately so you don't get hurt. He holds great hostility toward us."

Yu Tianheng nodded lightly. "I know. I just want to see exactly how large the gap between him and me is."

Soon, after leaving the Spirit Hall Branch, Bi Zihan and Yu Tianheng chose an open area and stood facing each other.

Yu Tianheng summoned his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul. Two yellow hundred-year soul rings appeared around him, and his eyes fixed tightly on Bi Zihan ahead.

Bi Zihan simply stood still, showing no intention of summoning his martial soul. His expression remained completely relaxed.

Seeing that expression on his face, Yu Tianheng felt endless rage threatening to erupt from within him. The second soul ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up as violent lightning gathered around his arm, and he charged straight at Bi Zihan.

"Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Might!"

Facing Yu Tianheng's attack, Bi Zihan did not move from where he stood. He reached out and caught Yu Tianheng's attacking hand. The violent lightning traveled from Yu Tianheng's palm into Bi Zihan's arm, but in an instant, it was completely worn away by Bi Zihan's blood, causing him not the slightest harm.

"Is that all you've got?" Bi Zihan chuckled. His hand suddenly tightened, and the sound of bones cracking rang clearly from Yu Tianheng's arm.

The intense pain made Yu Tianheng suck in a sharp breath. Recalling Yu Xiaogang's words, he was just about to admit defeat when he felt someone seize his throat, making him unable to utter a single word.

Bi Zihan increased the force in his hand and pressed Yu Tianheng toward the ground. With a bang, Yu Tianheng's body slammed heavily into the ground. The tremendous force even sent cracks spreading across the earth.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately turned his gaze to Bibi Dong and said gently, "Dong'er, this is only a spar. The outcome has already been decided. Tell him to stop."

"Heh, I already told you that you should address me as Your Holiness the Pope! Besides, Yu Tianheng hasn't admitted defeat. Why should the spar stop? What if he manages to turn the tables?" Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Xiaogang, but she still called out to Bi Zihan just as he was about to attack again.

"Zihan, it's only a spar. Stop at the right point." After saying that, Bibi Dong turned and walked back toward the Spirit Hall Branch. Yet a voice drifted into Yu Xiaogang's ears. "Yu Xiaogang, this time, I'm giving you face. Take Yu Tianheng and leave."

After hearing those words, Yu Xiaogang merely glanced at Bibi Dong's departing back before quickly heading toward Yu Tianheng.

Yet when Bi Zihan heard Bibi Dong's voice, his attack only paused slightly before landing on Yu Tianheng's body. Yu Tianheng was knocked unconscious by that blow.

"How dare you..." Yu Xiaogang looked at Bi Zihan in astonishment. He had actually ignored Bibi Dong's words.

"Sorry, it happened too suddenly. I couldn't hold back in time." Bi Zihan shook his hand, an alluringly sinister smile appearing on his face as he watched Yu Xiaogang approach.

But no matter how Yu Xiaogang looked at that smile, it felt somewhat chilling. And Bi Zihan did not look apologetic in the slightest—he had clearly done it on purpose.

Still, Yu Xiaogang had no intention of saying that aloud. Bibi Dong's attitude had surprised him greatly. Playing the emotional card had always worked without fail in the past, yet today it had been useless. Though it could not be said to have been completely useless—at the very least, Bibi Dong had called out to stop Bi Zihan.