Heaven-Defying Martial Soul, Thankfully It Has Limits

The entire Great Soul Arena erupted!

What had they just seen?

The Double Pupils had actually used the same Martial Soul and soul skills as Mo Long to defeat his opponent.

No!

The imitation Martial Soul and soul skills replicated by the Double Pupils were even more powerful than Mo Long's genuine ones.

After this battle, the name Double Pupils would resound throughout the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena!

After stepping down from the Soul Fighting Platform, everyone who passed by Yang Yuan looked at him with an added measure of reverence.

At such a young age, he already possessed such terrifying strength. No one could imagine what his future would hold.

In the spectator stands.

Heaven Grade Class One was in an uproar as well.

"How did Yang Yuan do it? He can actually copy his opponent's Martial Soul."

"How could such an absurd Martial Soul exist in this world? Even Spirit Hall's Angel Martial Soul isn't nearly this outrageous, is it?"

Amid the crowd, Yu Tianheng wore a dazed expression.

The strength Yang Yuan had displayed had surpassed his expectations.

Although he believed that if he had taken Yang Yuan's place in that battle, he could have won just as easily.

But what was his level?

And what was Yang Yuan's?

Even though Yu Tianheng remained confident that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was still the continent's number one beast Martial Soul.

At this moment, he no longer dared to arrogantly claim that Yang Yuan's Eye Martial Soul was merely ordinary.

After all, he could not be sure whether Yang Yuan could copy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul in addition to Mo Long's Martial Soul.

Not long after.

Yang Yuan returned to the spectator stands amid countless gazes.

Everyone from Heaven Grade Class One rose to their feet, looking as though they were welcoming back a victorious general.

Teacher Wang looked at Yang Yuan with a complicated expression.

"I never expected you to have a trick like that. You really surprised me!"

"It seems the previous two practical training sessions were far too easy for you. They didn't even force you to reveal your ability to copy Martial Souls and soul skills."

The others nodded in wholehearted agreement.

Yang Yuan had hidden himself far too well. An entire week had passed, and they still had not known the true function of his Martial Soul.

Besides that, they also wanted to know.

Why were both Yang Yuan's First Soul Ring and second Soul Ring Thousand-Year Soul Rings?

How had he managed it?

Yang Yuan returned to his seat. Feeling Dugu Yan's slightly resentful gaze beside him, he chuckled softly.

"You don't need to be so surprised. Don't you all know the true ability of my Martial Soul now?"

One person asked curiously, "So you can copy any Martial Soul and soul skill?"

That question made everyone look toward Yang Yuan.

It was precisely what they wanted to ask.

If Yang Yuan could copy every Martial Soul and soul skill, then his Martial Soul would be far too absurd.

"In theory, I can!" Yang Yuan waved a hand meaningfully.

Everyone's hearts jolted when they heard that.

He really could?

Teacher Wang, however, caught the implication in Yang Yuan's words and asked gravely, "Since it's only in theory, that means your Martial Soul has other restrictions, doesn't it?"

"That's right!" Yang Yuan grinned.

Be high-profile in your actions, low-profile in your conduct.

He immediately continued spinning his tale. "My Martial Soul isn't omnipotent."

"The more powerful the Martial Soul is, the harder it is for me to copy."

"For example, top-tier Martial Souls like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Clear Sky Hammer. Even if I can successfully copy them, I can't sustain the Soul Power consumption for long."

"Besides that, my Martial Soul has another serious restriction."

Upon hearing this, everyone focused intently and listened closely.

Yu Tianheng especially.

When he heard that Yang Yuan's Martial Soul had major restrictions, delight rose in his heart.

I knew a Martial Soul this absurd couldn't possibly have no restrictions!

Then he heard Yang Yuan slowly say, "After I copy someone's Martial Soul, I must remain within one kilometer of the person I copied. Otherwise, the copied Martial Soul and soul skills will become ineffective."

"Also, while I can copy multiple Martial Souls, I can only use one Martial Soul at a time."

Everyone immediately revealed looks of understanding.

Looking at it this way, Yang Yuan's Martial Soul could indeed be considered a top-tier Martial Soul, but nothing more.

Still, that was only right!

If Yang Yuan's Martial Soul really were that all-powerful, they would have found it unrealistic instead.

Now, they felt much more balanced.

Yu Tianheng regained his confidence as well.

He admitted that Yang Yuan's Martial Soul was powerful, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was no weaker.

And Yang Yuan had said it himself: the more powerful a Martial Soul was, the harder it was for him to copy.

So Yu Tianheng did not fear Yang Yuan.

If the two fought, Yu Tianheng was completely confident he could wear Yang Yuan down to death.

Afterward, everyone asked Yang Yuan many more questions. Yang Yuan answered every one of them, making things up as he went.

Yet everyone still believed Yang Yuan's explanation.

Including the origins of his two Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

After all, Yang Yuan was still so young. How could he possibly lie?

Yu Tianheng sat in his seat with a blank expression.

He committed every one of Yang Yuan's answers to memory without missing a single word, and a flash of jealousy could not help appearing in his eyes.

Damn it!

How could a mere commoner like Yang Yuan deserve such good fortune?

Innate Full Soul Power, a Thousand-Year First and Second Soul Ring...

I am a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, bearing one of the world's top Martial Souls, yet I have never encountered such opportunities.

Yu Tianheng had always been proud.

But at this moment, his envy and jealousy toward Yang Yuan nearly overwhelmed his reason.

Beside Yang Yuan, Dugu Yan said softly in a slightly resentful voice, "Yang Yuan's Younger Brother, you hid yourself very deeply. Even your sister didn't know you had such a great ability hidden away."

Yang Yuan looked innocent. "Well, Sister Dugu, you never asked me."

Amid laughter and conversation, the day passed in the blink of an eye.

Crown Prince's Mansion!

Yang Yuan's performance at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena quickly reached Qian Renxue's ears.

Inside the study.

Qian Renxue had already resumed her disguise, appearing to be a little over twenty years old.

With a straight nose, square mouth, and a robe of azure, she gave off a refreshing presence like a spring breeze.

Snake Lance Douluo stood to her left, his body as straight as a spear.

To her right stood an elderly man of average height and well-proportioned build.

He was one of Qian Renxue's most trusted aides, Porcupinefish Douluo.

After reading the letter in her hand, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. She casually handed it to Snake Lance Douluo.

She exclaimed, "I truly didn't expect Yang's younger brother to have such a trick up his sleeve."

"He really has given me another huge surprise!"

Upon hearing that it concerned Yang Yuan, Snake Lance Douluo immediately began reading the letter Qian Renxue had handed him.

The letter recorded Yang Yuan's performance at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

Even the functions and "restrictions" of Yang Yuan's Eye Martial Soul had been detailed in the letter without omission.

After reading its contents, Snake Lance Douluo was greatly shocked.

"I never expected this little Yang Yuan's Martial Soul to possess such a function. What a terrifying Martial Soul!"

"Although it has tremendous restrictions, it still cannot be underestimated."

At the side, Porcupinefish Douluo curiously looked at the letter in Snake Lance Douluo's hand.

He had heard Snake Lance Douluo mention Yang Yuan before and knew that he was a genius whose talent was no less than the Young Master's.

That was why he was curious about what exactly the letter contained to leave both the Young Master and Snake Lance Douluo so astonished.

Seeing this, Snake Lance Douluo casually passed the letter to Porcupinefish Douluo.

At that moment, a sharp glint flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes as she suddenly asked, "Snake Lance Elder, tell me..."

"Does Yang's younger brother's Martial Soul truly have the restrictions he described?"