Hidden Dragon Hall

The next morning, sunlight bathed Dragon City as Xue Yuheng took Xiao Xiao's hand, leading Nan Qiuqiu and Xue Qingwu toward the Dragon Suppressing Mountain Range.

The Heavenly Dragon Gate was located right there.

The Dragon Suppressing Mountain Range stretched across the north of Dragon City, its peaks like a coiled dragon. The halls of the Heavenly Dragon Gate were built against the mountains, hidden amidst the drifting clouds.

Mountain winds swept through the copper bells on the eaves, the sound carrying for miles, yet not a hint of clamor could be heard.

On the mountain paths, disciples in white occasionally hurried by, their steps as light as swallows.

The gate of the Heavenly Dragon Gate was cast from a single block of black iron, engraved with swirling Thunder Dragon patterns. Two gate-guarding disciples saw the four approaching and immediately crossed their spears to block the way.

After Xue Yuheng and his group stated their purpose, the disciples' expressions shifted, and they hurriedly bowed to go report.

Before long, Yu Tianlong walked out quickly with several attendants. His white formal attire was still crisp, though a hint of agitation was hidden in the depths of his eyes.

He swept his gaze over Nan Qiuqiu. Seeing the young girl's upright posture and the aura around her as deep as an abyss, his heart tightened inexplicably, yet he forced himself to remain calm.

"Nan Qiuqiu, since you've come, follow me to the sect's martial arts arena. Today, we must determine a winner!"

The martial arts arena was already packed with Heavenly Dragon Gate disciples. On the high platform sat seven or eight gray-robed elders, their sharp gazes fixed on Nan Qiuqiu.

Yu Tianlong leaped into the arena. Two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, and purple lightning crackled as he said confidently, "Make your move. I'll give you three strikes!"

Nan Qiuqiu chuckled, leaped into the arena, and two purple spirit rings rose, leaving the entire crowd of disciples speechless.

"How is this possible? The first spirit ring is already a thousand-year one? Did she eat whale glue like it was rice?"

"Idiot, there is a limit to spirit ring age; that's common knowledge in the spirit master world."

"Even if she ate whale glue like rice, it couldn't be a thousand-year spirit ring."

"This must be an illusion."

The elders on the high platform sat up straight, their eyes filled with shock. One bald elder whispered, "The quality of this spirit ring... and this martial soul aura—what a powerful dragon-type martial soul!"

Nan Qiuqiu ignored the commotion around her. Her first spirit ring lit up, the evolved form of her previous ability: Annihilation Light!

Since Yu Tianlong liked to act like a big shot, she wouldn't go easy on him.

As the daughter of the Earth Dragon Gate sect master, Nan Qiuqiu naturally wouldn't allow such rumors to spread about her sect.

As long as she defeated Yu Tianlong, the rumors would collapse on their own.

A pitch-black ray shot straight at Yu Tianlong, the very air seeming to be devoured wherever it passed.

Yu Tianlong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his second spirit skill, Thunder Fury.

The purple lightning wove into a shield, yet it shattered into pieces the moment it touched the Annihilation Light.

Before he could react, Nan Qiuqiu's second spirit ring lit up: Annihilation Dragon Body!

Her body was covered in pitch-black dragon scales, and she threw a punch imbued with the power of annihilation.

Yu Tianlong's body expanded and grew burly once more. His left arm became increasingly ferocious, blue-purple scales spreading from his shoulder and covering the left half of his chest like a humanoid tyrannosaur!

Yu Tianlong did not hesitate in the slightest.

Thunder Fury! Thunder Dragon Claw!

This was his strongest strike, equivalent to the level of a spirit grandmaster!

The two forces collided.

Yu Tianlong felt an irresistible force strike him. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into a stone pillar in the arena and vomiting blood.

The elders on the high platform turned livid. One of them said in a deep voice, "This girl's martial soul is bizarre; it has an absolute suppression effect on our Heavenly Dragon Gate's dragon-type martial souls. We absolutely cannot let her leave just like this!"

Yu Tianlong struggled to stand, feeling both ashamed and furious, yet his eyes were filled with wariness as he looked at Nan Qiuqiu.

One punch—did it really only take one punch to defeat him?

His combat experience was peerless among his peers, even in the Hidden Dragon Hall where geniuses were as common as clouds!

This was impossible!

Nan Qiuqiu must be cheating!

At this moment, a blue-clad disciple at the edge of the arena, acting under the elders' instructions, activated his spirit rings—he was a spirit grandmaster.

"Little girl from the Earth Dragon Gate, I, Yu Rufeng of the Hidden Dragon Hall, have come to test you!"

Nan Qiuqiu had just finished a match, yet her spirit power was barely depleted. She looked toward the elders on the high platform and said indifferently:

"What, is this how your Heavenly Dragon Gate bullies the weak?"

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Dragon Gate, who always put the sect's honor first, puffed out his beard and glared. "Girl of the Nan family, you are, of course, free to refuse..."

Nan Qiuqiu snorted coldly. What a shameless old man.

Below the stage, Xue Yuheng and the others had not expected the grand Heavenly Dragon Gate to be so shameless.

Nan Qiuqiu still accepted the challenge.

The two exchanged no more than three moves before Yu Rufeng was repelled by the bizarre power of annihilation, retreating with a face full of unwillingness.

Immediately after, a second Hidden Dragon Hall disciple leaped out. He was also a Spirit Elder, his moves sharp and fierce. Nan Qiuqiu relied on her Annihilation Dragon Body to withstand the assault, barely managing to win, though cold sweat had already begun to bead on her forehead.

Third, fourth... the Hidden Dragon Hall disciples took turns attacking, ranging from Spirit Elders to Spirit Ancestors. Under this war of attrition, Nan Qiuqiu's spirit power was depleted rapidly, her dragon scales gradually dimming, and her movements slowing down.

When the seventh Hidden Dragon Hall disciple, a peak Spirit Ancestor, made his move, Nan Qiuqiu's Annihilation Light was so weak it was almost invisible. She was struck on the shoulder by the opponent's spirit skill, stumbling back several steps and nearly falling.

"Sister Qiuqiu!" Xiao Xiao exclaimed, wanting to rush forward, but she was held back by Xue Yuheng; he had his own plans.

Just as that Spirit Ancestor prepared to press his advantage, a white shadow suddenly flashed into the arena.

Xue Qingwu stood before Nan Qiuqiu, wearing a moon-white short jacket with a ring of silver-white fox fur at the hem, and small white velvet boots on her feet.

Her skin was as white as snow, her almond eyes slightly upturned at the corners, her long lashes like frost, and her nose small and delicate. Her long, silver-white hair was styled into a floral braid, with two ice-crystal hair accessories pinned to her bun.

Xue Yuheng lifted his chin slightly, his gaze cold and filled with a haughty arrogance, two yellow spirit rings floating silently.

That innate, noble temperament already revealed a peerless elegance even at such a young age.

"A bunch of shameless old things, bullying a little girl...

Tsk tsk, what a Hidden Dragon Hall, what a Heavenly Dragon Gate."

Seeing that it was just a six-year-old girl, the Spirit Ancestor disciple sneered:

"Where did this brat come from, daring to interfere in the affairs of the Heavenly Dragon Gate?"

Before his voice had even faded, he activated his spirit skill, his dragon claw wreathed in lightning striking directly at Xue Qingwu.

Xue Qingwu did not move her feet, merely raising a finger casually.

The Spirit Ancestor's dragon-transformed body actually shattered inch by inch before her fingertip.

The reason the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was called the continent's number one beast spirit ten thousand years ago was that it possessed an ability other beast spirits lacked.

Dragon Transformation!

After reaching the Spirit Elder realm, possessors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit could perform partial dragon transformation!

For every realm they ascended, they could transform one body part, significantly increasing their combat power.

Therefore, every spirit master with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit possessed an extremely powerful ability to fight above their rank.

The Spirit Ancestor disciple's face changed in shock. Before he could react, he was sent flying by a tyrannical force, crashing heavily to the ground, his meridians suffering severe damage from the ice-attribute power.

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

The elders on the high platform could no longer sit still; they rose one after another, staring fixedly at Xue Qingwu.

A two-ring Grand Spirit Master, without using a spirit skill, defeated a peak Spirit Ancestor with a single finger?

This was an elite disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Gate who possessed a dragon-transformed body!

Such strength was simply unheard of!

The disciples of the Hidden Dragon Hall looked at one another, and no one dared to step forward again.

Xue Qingwu scanned the circle and spoke indifferently: "Who else wants to challenge? Come at me together."

The remaining Hidden Dragon Hall disciples looked at each other, and finally, gritting their teeth, seven or eight of them stepped onto the stage, playing the war of attrition game again.

But no matter how sharp their spirit skills were, they were as fragile as paper before Xue Qingwu, either sent flying by a single finger or frozen into ice sculptures.

In less than half an incense stick of time, all the young disciples of the Hidden Dragon Hall present were lying on the ground, wailing incessantly.

"Presumptuous!"

An angry shout came, and a burly figure descended from the sky. It was the Super Douluo dressed in blue-purple dragon robes, the sect master of the Heavenly Dragon Gate, Yu Tingyu.

His gaze swept over the disciples covering the ground and then landed on Xue Qingwu. His eyes were filled with anger, but he ultimately did not strike at a junior, merely saying in a deep voice:

"Today's events, my Heavenly Dragon Gate has lost.

Nan Qiuqiu, go back and tell Sect Master Nan for me: the matter of the marriage alliance is from now on off the table!"

Nan Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, stumbling as she held onto Xue Qingwu's arm, whispering: "Thank you, Sister Qingwu."

Xue Qingwu shook her head and retreated to Xue Yuheng's side.

Yu Tingyu looked at Xue Yuheng and said displeasedly: "Prince Gan, today's events were due to my Heavenly Dragon Gate's lack of discipline.

Someone, see the guests out."

Sure enough, the deal that had been agreed upon beforehand had gone down the drain because of this commotion.

Xue Yuheng smiled slightly, stepped forward, his gaze sweeping past Yu Tingyu and landing on a stunningly beautiful female disciple of the Hidden Dragon Hall not far away who had not yet made a move, and spoke slowly:

"Sect Master Yu, don't be in such a hurry.

I have a profitable deal here; I wonder if the Sect Master is interested in hearing it?"

Xiao Xiao stood by Xue Yuheng's side, watching him subconsciously touch his nose, and chuckled to herself.

She knew her little man too well; this was no way to discuss a deal.

It was clearly an attempt to use today's events to ruthlessly extort the Heavenly Dragon Gate.