Subduing the Dragon, Holy Light Shatters the Thunder

On the Soul Fighting Arena, the two stood facing each other.

On the sidelines, Qin Ming was still explaining the rules of the soul fight, then said in a deep voice:

"Soul fight--begin!"

Before the final syllable had faded, two low roars, poised for action, erupted simultaneously.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, possess!"

A dazzling blue light suddenly ignited from the center of Yu Tianheng's brow, followed by the light instantly spreading, surging from his forehead throughout his entire body.

Streaks of blue-purple lightning erupted like small snakes, slithering around his body and emitting crisp crackling sounds.

Aside from a blue lightning bolt mark appearing on his forehead, his original right sleeve had completely burst and turned to ash due to the expansion of his right arm.

The length of his arm had increased by more than half a foot; the entire limb was extremely thick, covered in hard blue-purple scales, and his palm had transformed into a sharp dragon claw.

Every joint on his hand had become exceptionally large, and the blue-purple snake-like electricity circling his body continuously condensed or surged along his arm, crackling loudly.

Two yellow and one purple soul ring did not circle his body like other soul masters, but instead hovered specifically around this uniquely dragon-transformed arm, trembling gently with the fluctuations of his soul power.

This was the unique trait of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon--

The soul rings coil around the dragon arm, not the body.

This concentrates power more intensely, making the explosive force even more terrifying.

On the other side, Chen Jieqi's aura suddenly shifted.

There was no violent roar, no hideous mutation, only a pure, warm, and sacred power carrying the light.

Slowly awakening from the brand between his brows, a golden halo flowed over his entire body like water.

A tangram-like object, resembling a crystal aggregate, slowly emerged, emitting a soft golden light as it hovered before his head.

He then raised his hand, and a pale golden light shone from his right palm; as the radiance condensed, a strange longsword emerged—it was the Ashbringer.

The faint light at the blade's edge had completely elementalized, with light flames boiling, carrying a sacred aura that purified everything, possessing immense impact.

"Yu Tianheng, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, level 39 assault-system battle soul elder, please advise!"

Yu Tianheng said in a deep voice; this was the etiquette of soul masters on the Douluo Continent.

Chen Jieqi's voice was calm and steady:

"Chen Jieqi, martial soul Heart of the Naaru, level 43 assault-system battle soul ancestor, please advise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tianheng struck first, because he knew that whether in terms of soul skill power or the volume of soul power, he was inferior to his opponent and had to seize the initiative.

The third soul ring, that purple ring, shone brilliantly, trembling violently on his dragon-transformed arm.

[Third Soul Skill: Thunder Fury]

A self-buffing skill; after activation, the user enters a berserk state for a certain period, increasing lightning power by 100% and soul power by 50%. Unless actively canceled, it lasts until soul power is exhausted.

Yu Tianheng's blue electricity surged once more, his dragon blood boiling within him, and a low roar rolled from his throat, as if an ancient thunder dragon had awakened.

On his dragon-transformed right arm, the dragon scales stood on end, the momentum of the electric arcs climbed to its peak, and the blue-purple snake-like electricity slithered crazily around him, causing even the floor of the soul fighting room to sizzle.

Yu Feng, who was watching the battle, subconsciously clenched his fists, "Boss Yu is going all out right from the start!"

At the same time, the first yellow ring lit up immediately after.

[First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw]

This was the buffed Thunder Dragon Claw; Yu Tianheng swung his right arm through the air!

A massive phantom of a lightning dragon claw tore away from his arm, composed entirely of condensed blue-purple thunder. The five sharp, blade-like claws glinted with cold light.

With a sharp whistle that tore through the air, it struck out toward Chen Jieqi like a bolt of lightning crashing down from the sky!

"Take this!"

Watching the massive dragon claw roaring toward him, Chen Jieqi did not move at all, his golden eyes remaining steady.

He watched as the first yellow ring on his body suddenly flashed.

[First Soul Skill: Holy Blessing of Light]

Consumes 10% of base soul power to buff oneself, simultaneously increasing strength, defense, and holy attribute by 80%, lasting for the duration of one incense stick.

Instantly, the Heart of the Naaru brand on Chen Jieqi shone with golden light, and the warm holy light covered his entire body like flowing water, causing his aura to instantly become even more majestic and sacred.

It's not enough. I'm facing the number one beast martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, with a third soul skill buff and dragon-transformed attacks!

Chen Jieqi thought to himself.

Immediately, the second purple ring flashed brilliantly, and the holy light surged once more.

[Second Soul Skill: Holy Light Praise]

Consumes 20% of base soul power to increase all attributes by 50% and holy attribute by 100%, while increasing resistance to dark, corrosive, and other abnormal status effects by 100%. Lasts for the duration of two incense sticks.

The sacred aura instantly climbed to a new peak; the golden light around Chen Jieqi became hot and fierce, illuminating even the walls of the soul fighting room in a pale gold.

"Double buff..."

Dugu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Still as cautious as ever."

Immediately, the Ashbringer in his hand carved the first dazzling trail of light through the air. He exerted force through his arm, swinging the sword horizontally, and a golden light blade detached from the blade's edge.

Following closely, he snapped his wrist, and the Ashbringer slashed vertically downward.

The second light blade descended vertically, intersecting with the horizontal one in mid-air to form a massive golden cross; the flames at the edges of the cross even scorched the air.

"Cross Light Blade Slash!"

Chen Jieqi let out a low shout.

The cross-shaped radiance suddenly expanded, the Holy Light energy condensing to its limit like a golden sun, hurtling toward the massive dragon claw approaching him.

This was Chen Jieqi's Self-Created Soul Skill, an attack method formed by condensing his own Holy Light attribute through the sword body and compressing it. It belonged to the elemental attack category.

As the attribute condensed and strengthened, its power, under the support of dual buffs, was now comparable to the fourth soul skill of an average Soul Ancestor.

The next instant—

Holy Light and thunder collided with a roar!

"BOOM—!!"

Gold-white and blue-purple light exploded in the center of the Soul Fighting Arena. The blinding glare instantly engulfed the entire stage, causing even the observing team members to instinctively squint their eyes.

The ear-piercing thunder and the soft hum of Holy Light intertwined. Blue-purple lightning frantically tore at the golden light blade, while the scorching Holy Light continuously purified and dissolved the violent thunder power. The two elemental forces engaged in a frantic struggle in mid-air.

The massive lightning dragon claw twisted slightly, the arcs of electricity on its surface continuously disintegrating under the erosion of the Holy Light, while the Cross Light Blade remained as sharp as ever, its golden body growing even more incandescent during the collision.

Where the claw tip met the blade edge, an energy storm swept wildly, and shockwaves surged outward; the few people watching could all feel that astonishing impact.

After a moment of stalemate, "Crack."

A crisp, loud sound, like shattering glass, reached everyone's ears clearly.

The Holy Light patterns on the Cross Light Blade suddenly brightened to the extreme, forcefully breaking through the lightning aura and tearing a straight 'X' shaped fissure through the center of the dragon claw phantom!

The light of the Thunder Dragon Claw dimmed abruptly, then dissipated with a boom, turning into a sky full of blue-purple electric sparks that were thoroughly purified by the Holy Light.

Ye Lingling gripped the Nine-Heart Begonia in her hand tightly, shock flashing in her eyes.

Meanwhile, after piercing through the dragon claw, the Cross Light Blade had lost most of its power, yet it still slashed forward.

At this moment, Yu Tianheng instinctively retreated, then crossed his dragon-transformed right arm in front of him to block with all his might.

He immediately felt a rebounding force travel up his dragon arm, filled with the power of dissolution and purification, which began to frantically erode his soul power meridians.

He gritted his teeth, continuously increasing his soul power output until he finally managed to slowly dissipate the energy.

Yu Tianheng steadied his figure, his dragon-transformed right arm trembling slightly.

He looked up at Chen Jieqi, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Shock, unwillingness, but more than anything, a ignited fighting spirit.

"Even with the boost from my third soul skill, I still couldn't overcome your first two soul skills..."

He took a deep breath, a smile instead curling the corners of his mouth.

Chen Jieqi did not pursue, simply watching him quietly.

He knew that if Yu Tianheng did not cancel his third soul skill, 'Thunder Fury', it would continue to consume his soul power.

He could not afford a war of attrition and had to rely on burst damage, and this wave of burst had already been completely dismantled by him.