Bibi Dong: Brother, Won't Er Long Sister Be Jealous of Me?

Thunder Academy Soul Fighting Arena

Facing Lei Bufan's Lightning Eagle, Yu Xiaotian did not show a shred of fear; instead, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Is this the pressure of a level thirty-five soul master? It's interesting, but it's not enough."

Soul power surged beneath Yu Xiaotian's feet.

"Come out and get some air, Three-Eyed Demon!"

Accompanied by a majestic dragon roar, golden light exploded instantly!

It was no longer the creature once mocked for looking like a pig, but Three-Eyed Demon, which had already transformed into a Golden Young Dragon!

Its entire body was covered in brilliant golden scales, and its horns were sharp and imposing. Although its size was still small, the aura of a superior being, originating from the depths of its bloodline, instantly swept across the entire arena!

That was the pure bloodline of the Dragon Tribe!

The moment Three-Eyed Demon was summoned, the terrifying pressure of the Golden Sacred Dragon struck everyone's hearts like a tangible wave!

Even though Yu Xiaotian only had eighteen levels of soul power, this aura actually suppressed Lei Bufan's Lightning Eagle in return!

The Lightning Eagle was trembling slightly!

The entire arena fell silent.

Everyone, including Dean Lei Tian, the team instructors, and all the students of Thunder Academy, stood there with their mouths agape in shock!

"How is this possible?!"

"It's not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?!"

"This golden dragon-type martial soul... just looking at its aura, it's even more domineering than the sect's inherited martial soul?!"

In the VIP seats.

Seeing the shocked, ignorant expressions of the crowd, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but straighten his back, his eyes filled with pride!

"That's my seed!"

Meanwhile, Yu Luomian, who was sitting to the side, watched the dazzling golden light with bile rising in his throat, his face twisted with jealousy.

"Damn it... how could this martial soul be this strong? Could it really be that the heavens are favoring the eldest branch?"

On the arena stage.

Lei Bufan was also incredibly astonished; he could feel the emotion of fear emanating from his own martial soul.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, his eyes grave.

"Is this your trump card? Relying on a powerful top-tier Martial Soul to exert bloodline suppression is indeed impressive."

Yu Xiaotian did not offer any explanation; he simply beckoned to Lei Bufan with his finger.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

Lei Bufan's gaze sharpened. He didn't bother with any further probing.

"First Soul Skill—Lightning Eagle Claw!"

His figure surged forward, his right hand transforming into a massive claw of lightning. With a sonic boom that tore through the air, he aimed directly for Yu Xiaotian's throat!

This strike was as fast as lightning and carried immense force!

However, to his shock—and to the shock of everyone present—

Yu Xiaotian did not dodge or parry!

He merely raised one hand casually, a faint golden light shimmering across his skin.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal striking stone rang out!

Yu Xiaotian had actually relied solely on his physical strength to catch the strike with one hand!

The violent lightning exploded in his palm, yet it didn't even scratch his skin!

"What?!"

Lei Bufan felt as if his claw had struck a block of iron; the impact left his arm numb!

He was completely stunned. What the hell, he's only level eighteen?! What kind of kid has a body this tough?!

Just then, a light flashed beneath Yu Xiaotian's feet.

A deep, purple Soul Ring rose slowly!

"A Thousand-Year Soul Ring?!"

At that moment, the air in the arena seemed to be sucked dry.

Every teacher, including the well-informed Dean Lei Tian, felt their heads buzz as they were left completely bewildered!

How could a first Soul Ring possibly be a Thousand-Year Soul Ring?!

This completely violated the ironclad laws of the Spirit Master world! It exceeded everything they had known in their entire lives!

"Monster, this is a complete and utter monster!"

Lei Bufan stared at that purple ring, his composure nearly shattering.

Is this the foundation of the Upper Three Sects?

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is like this, wouldn't the Clear Sky Sect be even stronger?

"No wonder you could block my First Soul Skill! Your first ring is actually a thousand-year one!"

But he was the captain, after all, and his combat instincts remained.

"Second Soul Skill—Lightning Instant Step Flash!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Lei Bufan's figure instantly transformed into several afterimages, relying on high-frequency flickering to try and confuse his opponent while searching for an opening.

However, it was completely useless.

Yu Xiaotian's eyes were calm as water, as if he were watching a fly buzzing about.

The spectators present couldn't help but feel anxious, especially the students of Thunder Academy, whose palms were slick with sweat.

"What's going on? The captain hasn't been able to take down that kid even after two consecutive soul skills?"

"Don't panic! There's still the third soul skill! The captain's third soul skill is his trump card!"

Sure enough, Lei Bufan was pushed to his limit.

"Since technique won't work, then I'll use absolute power!"

The third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up! It came from a thousand-year Sub-Dragon Hawk that possessed sub-dragon bloodline!

"Third Soul Skill—Lightning Breath!"

BOOM!

A thick pillar of lightning, accompanied by a roar, descended from the sky, striking directly at Yu Xiaotian!

The power of this strike was enough to severely injure an ordinary level 40 Soul Ancestor!

Dean Lei Tian's expression changed drastically; he circulated his soul power, ready to intervene and save the boy at any moment.

"Not good! This move has no restraint! The Young Master is in danger!"

Black World.

Shrek Academy

Dai Mubai stared intently at Lei Bufan's thunderous strike on the Sky Screen, unable to help but shake his head.

In his view.

The third soul skill of a level 35 Soul Elder.

Was absolutely not something an 18th-level Soul Master could withstand with physical strength alone.

"It's over!"

Dai Mubai said in a deep voice:

"Even though Yu Xiaotian's physical strength has improved astonishingly over these three months, and Three-Eyed Demon has evolved, the chasm in total soul power remains."

"In a head-on collision, he has no chance."

However, Tang San, standing to the side, did not agree.

At this moment, his Purple Demon Eye was operating at its limit.

He seemed to have noticed something.

"No, Mubai, look at his eyes."

Tang San analyzed calmly:

"He doesn't have a hint of panic."

"Yu Xiaotian must still have other tricks up his sleeve; he is luring the enemy into a trap."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan

Yu Xiaogang watched the overwhelming lightning.

He turned his head to look at Liu Erlong.

His tone carried a hint of certainty:

"Er Long, even if you hold hope for him."

"But facing a thousand-year soul skill of this intensity, do you really think he can still win with his one-ring strength?"

Liu Erlong opened her mouth, her reason telling her it was difficult.

After all, that was a finishing move unleashed by a Soul Elder relying on vast soul power; its might far exceeded common logic.

But for some reason.

Looking at that confident little figure on the Sky Screen.

An inexplicable intuition welled up in her heart.

"I feel... he will win."

Liu Erlong's voice was not loud, but it was firm.

Yu Xiaogang assumed she was just putting on a brave face and wanted to say something more.

However, the next moment.

The scene on the Sky Screen changed abruptly.

His entire person froze in place instantly.

The smile at the corners of his mouth stiffened and solidified.