Jun Yan Shaping, Flame Arrow

On the Soul Fighting Platform, a torrent of blazing flames swept forth.

Scorching red fire, accompanied by a shockwave, ignited the fur covering Tailong's entire body.

His martial soul was the Great Ape, and after Martial Soul Possession, his body was already covered in thick fur.

As everyone knew, fur was vulnerable to fire.

Not to mention that Yu Mingfei was using Jun Yan, which combined searing heat with devastating impact.

"Ah—"

With a single strike, Tailong let out a miserable, agonized scream.

As for Jiang Zhu and Ye Lingling, both girls were quick-witted.

The instant Yu Mingfei's Jun Yan erupted,

they immediately sensed that something was wrong.

They promptly raised their hands to shield their faces.

Ye Lingling was all right. Positioned behind Yu Mingfei, she had merely been startled by the intense blaze.

She had not been affected.

Jiang Zhu, however, was in more trouble. Her combat position was diagonally behind Tailong, and Yu Mingfei had deliberately chosen an angle diagonally opposite her as the point where Jun Yan erupted.

Even though Tailong blocked the high-temperature flames and the impact, some of the aftershock still sent her flying to the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Other than that, only her hair had been slightly curled by the heat that rushed at her.

On the Soul Fighting Platform, Tailong's screams continued.

The shockwave had already dissipated.

Yet the flames sweeping across the platform remained.

Those orange-yellow flames flowed wildly as though they possessed lives of their own.

Under Yu Mingfei's control, they avoided Jiang Zhu and Ye Lingling's surroundings. Like several fire dragons, they slithered between Tailong and the arena.

Outside the Soul Fighting Platform, the spectator stands were silent.

The sudden, terrifying heat of Jun Yan baked the air until it blazed.

Some of the closer spectators even felt as though they could not breathe.

The Soul Masters from the teams watching in the rest area felt it even more keenly.

Caught off guard, most Soul Masters had their faces blasted by the heat. They activated Martial Soul Possession while retreating farther away.

Only Yu Tianheng stood frozen in place, taking the full brunt of Jun Yan's residual shockwave.

His hair had curled from the burns, his lips had cracked, and his originally handsome face had become dry and fissured.

Yu Tianheng did not move.

Was it because he did not want to run?

He could not run.

Yu Mingfei's Golden Eyes had merely swept over Yu Tianheng.

A horrifying sensation swallowed him whole.

He could only stand where he was, unable to move.

His martial soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, one of the highest-grade beast martial souls.

Logically speaking, no martial soul should have been able to exert such terrifying pressure on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

But Yu Mingfei had made a trip to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, drawing upon the power within the remains of the Ice Fire Dragon King.

It had allowed his martial soul to evolve.

His martial soul was now the Ice Fire Dragon King, far above the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Having integrated the remnants of the two powerful God Kings, the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King, and achieved mutual generation between ice and fire, Yu Mingfei's martial soul quality now surpassed everyone on Douluo Continent.

At that moment, Yu Mingfei paid no attention to the disheveled Yu Tianheng below the platform.

Jun Yan's power had exceeded his expectations, and he and Tailong were not the only ones on the platform.

He had to consider Ye Lingling and Jiang Zhu's situation as well.

The rising flames stirred the air currents, making Yu Mingfei's hair flutter.

The hem of his outer coat swayed lightly, revealing the slender Dragon Tail hidden in shadow beneath the coat.

Yu Mingfei's blood boiled as he absorbed the heat from the air.

With a faintly pleased expression, he looked toward his opponent.

"Tailong, I'll give you a chance. How about surrendering?"

Across the Soul Fighting Platform, Tailong's face was almost completely scorched beyond recognition.

Terror filled his eyes as a hoarse sound escaped his throat.

At this moment, even groaning in pain was excruciating.

Jiang Zhu came to her senses and immediately swung her Golden Scepter. Her three soul rings flashed in succession as she cast healing Soul Skills on Tailong.

Yu Mingfei did not interfere and allowed Jiang Zhu to treat Tailong.

He turned and gave Ye Lingling a look. She immediately understood and ran along a gap in the flames toward the far edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.

That way, she would not be caught up in the battle that followed.

At that moment, she understood that she did not need to take part in this fight at all.

Her only purpose was to meet the participant requirement for a two-versus-two soul fight.

Jiang Zhu's Soul Power rapidly drained away, but Tailong's injuries improved only slightly.

His charred skin cracked open, revealing bright red flesh beneath.

Jiang Zhu gripped the Golden Scepter with one hand and raised the other high, signaling to the referee hovering far above the Soul Fighting Platform.

This match had exceeded everyone's expectations from the very beginning.

The referee had not even gotten a chance to begin commentary before Jun Yan gave him a fright.

Seeing Jiang Zhu raise her hand, he remembered his duty.

Only then did he swallow, gather his courage, and fly over.

"Oh my heavens, Soul Master Yu Mingfei's Soul Skill is far too powerful!

"I simply can't believe this is a Soul Skill that a two-ring Soul Master can use!

"Is this the foundation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

"Is this the power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul?

"No, as far as I know, Soul Master Yu Mingfei's martial soul is not the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but a Mutated Martial Soul!

"Soul Elder Jiang Zhu has raised her hand! Let's see what she intends to do!

"Could she be surrendering? I have to say, that would be a wise choice!

"If it were me, I wouldn't want to face Soul Master Yu Mingfei's flame Soul Skill either!"

The flames continued to move through the arena, and the referee did not dare fly too close.

Tailong's lips moved, his hoarse throat working as he tried to say something.

Jiang Zhu could not make out what he meant. Tailong's injuries were too severe.

"Referee, I request to surren—"

Tailong suddenly struggled to raise his right hand, seized Jiang Zhu's Golden Scepter, and yanked it fiercely.

Her words stopped halfway through.

"Tailong, are you insane?! You've already lost!"

Jiang Zhu held the Golden Scepter martial soul with both hands, barely maintaining the healing Soul Skill.

"Hah—"

Tailong's dry eyes, full of Blood Threads, stared fixedly at Yu Mingfei.

He let out a hoarse roar with no discernible meaning.

Yu Mingfei smiled calmly and said,

"Not bad. Should I say you've got some backbone?"

He held his left hand level before him, closing it around empty air.

The flowing flames on the Soul Fighting Platform began gathering toward him.

With his right hand, he made the motion of drawing a bowstring from thin air.

Flames condensed between the fingers of his right hand, forming a burning arrow.

"Jiang Zhu, move aside.

"I'll give him some dignity."

Yu Mingfei warned her.

The flame-forged arrow rested upon an invisible bow.

Its tip pointed directly at Tailong's chest.

The referee's startled cry rang out from midair.

"Heavens! Soul Elder Tailong is still forcing himself to endure!

"Even I can feel the danger in Soul Master Yu Mingfei's attack.

"Spectators! According to the records, Soul Master Yu Mingfei's Soul Power is only level thirty!

"Compared with Soul Elder Tailong, there is a full four-level gap!"

"Wait! We surrender!"

Beside Tailong, Jiang Zhu spoke urgently.

"Oh?"

Yu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

"We surrender this two-versus-two soul fight!"

Jiang Zhu rapidly repeated herself, not giving Tailong the opportunity to object.

Yu Mingfei looked at the unwillingness in Tailong's eyes and smiled lightly.

His right hand relaxed, seemingly about to disperse the condensed Flame Arrow.

The referee had heard Jiang Zhu's request as well.

"Spectators! The result is in! Soul Elder Jiang Zhu has chosen to surrender!

"At this point, Soul Elder Tailong has already lost his ability to fight. This is indeed a wise choice!

"I declare that the victor of this soul fight is..."

The referee excitedly drew out his words.

Yu Mingfei kept his eyes locked on Tailong. He was still waiting.

And Tailong did not disappoint him.

"Ah—"

Another hoarse roar rang out.

Ignoring his injuries, Tailong charged at Yu Mingfei.