Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon

"Tap tap tap—"

Footsteps echoed from the stairs leading up to the arena.

The Host continued to stir up the atmosphere, saying passionately, "The next challenger to take the stage is one of the Twin Stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects!"

"His Martial Soul is the top-tier Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. He is also a three-ring Soul Elder, a true genius Soul Master!"

When the audience heard that this was a clash between geniuses, their enthusiasm was rekindled at once.

"It's actually a genius from one of the Upper Three Sects! Looks like this match will be worth watching!"

"The Arena Defender has fought more than ten matches already. He should be running low on stamina, right? Should we bet on the challenger winning this round?"

"If you want to bet, go ahead. I'm going all in on Yi Zhao Xian. He's the eternal god!"

"Going all in is a form of wisdom. I'm going to sell my house right now!"

"..."

Listening to the overwhelming cheers, Yu Tianheng found them unbearably noisy.

In the next moment, his Martial Soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, was summoned. Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet, and confidence seemed to flare up in his eyes once more.

"I'm the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. I carry the pride of the clan on my shoulders!"

On the other side, Lin Li was somewhat surprised to see who had arrived, then smiled faintly.

Someone from the story has already come to challenge me? Looks like I can have a proper workout this match.

Inside the VIP Room, Ning Fengzhi and the other two watched the Competition Arena through the One-way Glass.

"It's actually someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Uncle Sword, do you think Lin Li can win?"

"It's hard to say. This little fellow is very strong, but he has already fought more than ten matches. Yu Tianheng's strength should not be underestimated either."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. He thought so as well.

Then he turned to Ning Yang and asked, "Little Yang, what do you think?"

Now that Ning Yang had been confirmed as the next clan leader, Ning Fengzhi needed to cultivate him more, whether in strength or discernment.

"He'll definitely win."

"Oh? Why?"

Ning Yang pointed at Lin Li below and said to Ning Fengzhi, "He once told me something. I think it makes a lot of sense."

"What did he say?"

"People who want to win don't smile."

"But people who are guaranteed to win do."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned by this, then saw that Lin Li indeed wore a faint smile.

Although this was the first time he had heard the term "guaranteed to win," Ning Fengzhi understood its meaning. It probably meant that victory was certain.

"Now that you mention it, I'm looking forward to it."

The Host held the microphone and announced to the two of them, "Now, the match begins!"

"Third Soul Skill, Thunder Fury!"

Yu Tianheng released his Third Soul Skill without hesitation. The hundred-percent increase to his lightning attribute caused his strength to surge by an entire level, and he charged straight at Lin Li, who was rushing toward him as well.

Their fists collided. Feeling the immense force, Yu Tianheng immediately cried out inwardly, This is bad.

That strength is way too great!

His figure was knocked backward. Before he could come to a stop, Lin Li appeared in his field of vision once again!

"Dragon Transformation!"

Yu Tianheng abandoned his usual fighting style of testing the waters before going all-out. If he fought according to his old methods now, he would have no chance at all!

The moment he said the words "Dragon Transformation," his right arm was covered in blue-violet Dragon Scales. His hand transformed into a dragon claw, his joints thickened, and blue lightning coursed around his body.

"Boom!!"

The dragon claw collided with Lin Li's fleshly fist, and a transparent shock wave rippled out from the point of impact.

The thunder around Yu Tianheng grew even more intense, and the Second Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

In his Dragon Transformation state, this Soul Skill was enough to double his combat strength once more!

A dragon's roar seemed to echo through the arena. The two clashed again, their fists and feet colliding like metal striking metal.

Lin Li could feel that Yu Tianheng, fighting at full strength, was enough to contend with him without activating his Martial Soul.

This is exactly the kind of continuous, rapid battle against an opponent of the same level I need. It's the fastest way to master my physical strength!

Traces of their battle appeared throughout the arena. Whenever lightning flashed past or one of Lin Li's afterimages vanished, the two had already changed locations and were clashing again.

After fighting for nearly five minutes, Yu Tianheng noticed that his Soul Power was being depleted far too quickly. If this continued, he would lose!

He kicked off and widened the distance between them. Yu Tianheng immediately circulated all the remaining Soul Power in his body, condensing it entirely into his right hand.

His transformed right arm swelled another size, and its power increased dramatically!

"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

With all his boosts and Soul Power concentrated into it, Yu Tianheng believed that even a level-45 Soul Ancestor would be unable to withstand this attack!

When Lin Li saw the blue dragon claw coming at him, he neither dodged nor retreated. He drove his own fist forward to meet it.

The only injuries currently on his body were those inflicted by Yu Tianheng during their battle. The wounds caused by everyone else had long since healed on their own. Even so, the injuries caused by Yu Tianheng still made Lin Li look rather disheveled.

No, it would be more accurate to say that only his clothes looked disheveled.

Lin Li's spine remained straight, his eyes were alight with excitement, and his spirit and vitality were all at their peak.

This punch was infused with his full strength!

"Boom!!"

A tremendous sound rang out. Lin Li felt countless arcs of lightning rampaging through him, carving wounds of varying depths into his flesh.

But right after that, Yu Tianheng's figure was blasted away!

From Yu Tianheng's perspective, the sky and earth spun rapidly before the scene settled on the ceiling of the Great Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City. He could even see the lights shining down on his body.

"I... Am I really that weak...?"

Yu Tianheng suddenly began to doubt himself.

The talent he had always been so proud of and the confidence he had built over all these years were shattered.

He had not even forced out his opponent's Martial Soul before being defeated by a Soul Master younger than himself.

"You're very strong."

Lin Li's voice entered Yu Tianheng's ears, and he felt his vision begin to refocus.

"Yeah, I'm very strong." Yu Tianheng was somewhat exhausted. "Many people are inferior to me. I'm very strong."

"But you're stronger..."

Yu Tianheng saw Lin Li standing in front of him. Lin Li's body was also covered in countless wounds, all of them caused by Yu Tianheng.

"I didn't even force you to use your Martial Soul... I'm truly sorry."

Lin Li extended his hand. Yu Tianheng instinctively grasped it, then was pulled to his feet.

"Work hard at your cultivation. I look forward to you challenging me again."

Yu Tianheng nodded, then turned around and walked off the stage dejectedly.

"Let's congratulate Yi Zhao Xian on his victory in this match! And let's thank both of them for bringing us such an exciting battle!"

The Host's voice rang out, announcing the end of the match.

Lin Li felt that he had done about enough for today. He needed to return and digest what he had gained.

His stamina had also been greatly depleted. Although he could summon his Martial Soul to recover, Lin Li still preferred recovering through rest.

Just like those people who had clearly reached the point where they no longer needed to eat, yet still could not give up delicious food.

He simply liked it.