"Help—!"
Under Yao Yan's repeated heavy blows, Master Yu's cheeks had swollen beyond recognition, and he could only keep begging the surrounding spectators for help.
"Yao Yan! How dare you humiliate my uncle like this? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will never rest until you are dead!" Yu Tian Heng struggled to his feet at the edge of the arena. Seeing Master Yu humiliated once more, his eyes turned bloodshot as he roared, panting like a bull.
"Never rest until I'm dead? Then today, let's see what you can do to me!"
A fierce glint flashed through Yao Yan's eyes. He charged forward, snapping the belt in his hand like a spirit serpent and lashing it toward Yu Tian Heng's head and face.
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
A string of crisp lashes rang out. Yu Tian Heng had no time to dodge, and bloody welts instantly appeared across his body. His flesh split open, blood streaming down him.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Are you really that impressive?" Yao Yan coldly berated him as he swung the belt.
"You've merely relied on the protection left behind by your ancestors to bully others in the Heaven Dou Empire, suppressing lesser sects and secretly harming talented commoners."
"Trash like you, stubbornly clinging to the past and running rampant, should have long been eliminated by this world!"
"Outrageous!"
Hearing Yao Yan belittle his clan like this, Yu Tian Heng was overcome with rage and roared with a twisted expression.
"Arrogant? Then I'll show you what true arrogance is!"
A cold curve rose on Yao Yan's lips. With a light flick of his right hand, countless Blue Silver Grass stalks grew wildly and spread outward, weaving into a cross in the blink of an eye and tightly binding Yu Tian Heng to it.
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