Defeating Yu Tianheng

Defeating Yu Tianheng

Under everyone's expectant gaze, Yu Tianheng and Long Chen exchanged glances, a spark flashing in both their eyes.

They had made an agreement the first time they met: if they ever got the chance, they would spar.

Now was the perfect time.

Seeing this, Qin Ming smiled faintly and said,

"I'd also like to see just how powerful Long Chen's Xuanwu Phantom defense is. You two can spar. It'll also give Yu Tianheng a chance to show everyone his Soul Skills."

After speaking, Qin Ming waved for everyone to step back and clear enough space for the two of them.

"Remember, this is just a friendly spar. Safety comes first, and stop as soon as one of you gets the upper hand."

"Understood."

Yu Tianheng loosened up his limbs, a fighting spirit appearing on his face.

"Long Chen, you're a Control System Soul Master, while I'm an Assault System Soul Master. My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon has an extremely fierce attack. It wouldn't be fair to use a thousand-year Soul Skill against your defense, so I'll use a Hundred-Year Soul Skill."

Long Chen shook his head slightly, refusing to back down.

"Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's attacks are indeed powerful, but my Xuanwu defense isn't just for show. It's on the thousand-year level, so using a Hundred-Year Soul Skill wouldn't be fair either. Why don't you use your thousand-year Soul Skill? That would make things fair."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Tianheng's eyes. He hadn't expected Long Chen to be so determined.

"I should warn you: my Third Soul Skill, Thunder Fury, is a buff skill. It can greatly increase my attack power for a short time, and its might surpasses that of an ordinary thousand-year Soul Skill. Are you sure you want to take it on?"

Long Chen smiled calmly.

"Go ahead. I'd like to see whether my Xuanwu defense can withstand your Thunder Fury."

The atmosphere on the training ground immediately grew tense. The spar hadn't even begun, yet the air was already tinged with hostility.

Yu Tianheng smiled confidently and said,

"All right. We'll keep it friendly and stop as soon as one of us gets the upper hand."

Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, and the others stepped back to give Yu Tianheng and Long Chen more room.

Yu Tianheng stood in the center of the training ground and released his Martial Soul.

As the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon possessed him, a dazzling blue light suddenly blazed from the center of his brow, then instantly spread across his entire body.

Streaks of blue-violet lightning burst out like little snakes, winding around him.

A blue lightning emblem appeared on his forehead.

Once a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master reached Rank Thirty, each Soul Ring he gained added another dragon-like feature to his body when he used his Martial Soul. At Rank Seventy, he would gain the ability to release his Martial Soul Avatar and truly transform into a dragon.

Yu Tianheng's Soul Power had reached the Thirty-second Rank. When he released his Martial Soul, his right arm swelled into a Dragon Arm, becoming exceptionally thick and half a foot longer.

His right hand turned into a dragon claw, and blue-violet scales covered both his arm and claw.

When other Soul Masters released their Soul Rings, the rings revolved around their bodies.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters were different.

Yu Tianheng's two yellow and one purple Soul Rings all revolved around his specially mutated arm.

His aura surged, and an intensely confident light shone in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Lingling couldn't help shivering.

She knew Long Chen was formidable, but she had never seen the power of his Third Soul Skill's defense.

Even so, she still had faith in him.

"I'll demonstrate my first two Soul Skills."

As Yu Tianheng spoke, the first Soul Ring around his right arm suddenly lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw."

As Yu Tianheng swung his right arm, an enormous Thunder Dragon Claw took shape in the air. It streaked across the sky for twenty meters before dissipating.

The air warped violently in its wake, crackling with a sound that made one's heart tremble.

"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Myriad."

At Yu Tianheng's low shout, the countless bolts of lightning coiling around his body suddenly expanded all at once, transforming into countless Lightning Arrows that shot out in every direction.

If those bolts struck an opponent, they could paralyze them.

After a simple demonstration, Yu Tianheng drew in his Soul Power.

He looked at Long Chen and smiled.

"Long Chen, get ready. I'm going to attack with my Third Soul Skill."

"All right. Go ahead."

As he spoke, the Third Soul Ring around Long Chen suddenly lit up.

With a pluck of the strings, the Xuanwu, its tortoise and serpent as one, formed once more, enveloping Long Chen and his Dark Night Demonic Lute Martial Soul.

The Xuanwu Phantom gave off a faint green glow, creating a strange feeling.

Qin Ming, Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, and the others widened their eyes, eagerly anticipating the clash between Yu Tianheng's offense and Long Chen's defense.

As the thousand-year purple Soul Ring around Yu Tianheng's right arm suddenly blazed, he instantly entered the Berserk State.

His lightning power increased by one hundred percent, his Soul Power by fifty percent, and his aura reached its peak.

Despite Yu Tianheng's transformation, Long Chen remained expressionless.

Within the Xuanwu Phantom, he simply plucked his lute strings, seemingly untouched by anything happening outside.

"Third Soul Skill, Thunder Fury!"

Yu Tianheng roared. Lightning surged through his entire body, and the astonishing energy shook the whole training ground.

He swung his right arm, sending a thick bolt of blue lightning tearing through the sky straight toward the Xuanwu Phantom surrounding Long Chen.

But when the bolt slammed into the Xuanwu Phantom, it was as if it had struck an invisible wall.

The phantom merely shuddered slightly before steadily absorbing the force of the blow. Its green glow even became brighter.

"What an incredible defense!"

Shi Mo couldn't help exclaiming.

Even that probing strike had made Shi Mo realize that his Turtle Body Defense was nowhere near as powerful as Long Chen's Xuanwu Phantom defense.

Unwilling to back down, Yu Tianheng launched several more attacks in succession. Every strike sent lightning crashing down, its rumble echoing through the sky.

But no matter how fierce or relentless his attacks became, the Xuanwu Phantom stood firm like a rock amid a raging storm, unmoving as it neutralized every blow.

Inside the Xuanwu Phantom, Long Chen remained as composed as ever.

He was completely immersed in his Lute Sound, controlling the rhythm of the battle in a way that seemed almost unimaginable.

Qin Ming, Dugu Yan, and the others were deeply shaken by the scene.

They had expected an evenly matched contest, but they hadn't imagined that Long Chen's defense would be so astonishing. Even Yu Tianheng's Thunder Fury, powerful enough to shake anyone who witnessed it, couldn't budge him in the slightest.

Qin Ming was surprised to discover that Long Chen's Xuanwu Phantom could not only withstand and deflect an opponent's attacks, but also seemed to absorb the Soul Power in them, weakening the attacks in the process.

As time passed, Yu Tianheng's attacks grew increasingly erratic, and his breathing became somewhat ragged.

The sustained, high-intensity attacks had consumed a great deal of his Soul Power.

Meanwhile, Long Chen's Xuanwu Phantom showed no sign of weakening. If anything, it seemed even more solid.