Defeating Tang Xiao, Victory Over Tang Hao! (Revised)

After the drawing ended, Yu Tianjun drew number nine, while Tang Hao drew number eighteen.

In the ordered matches, Yu Tianjun's first opponent was number ten, a young Soul Elder from the Elephant Armor Sect.

The young man was around twenty years old, and his Soul Power had already reached rank thirty-eight. That was quite impressive.

Especially when paired with the Diamond Mammoth, hailed as the Martial Soul with the strongest defense, even some Soul Ancestors probably would not dare claim a guaranteed victory over him.

"I am Huyan Shi. Please enlighten me!"

Huyan Shi clasped his hands in salute, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Regardless of the Clear Sky Sect's attitude, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was undeniably one of the Upper Three Sects. The contestant they had sent would certainly not be ordinary.

"I am Yu Tianjun. Please enlighten me!"

After returning the salute, Yu Tianjun spread his hands into a fighting stance, showing no hint of underestimating his opponent.

Even a lion had to go all out when hunting a rabbit. Yu Yuanzhen had already set the stage for him; if he capsized in a gutter now, Yu Tianjun would not be gaining fame, but disgrace.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Huyan Shi shouted lowly. His body steadily grew taller, his build thickened considerably, and several Diamond Mammoth traits appeared across his body.

Three Soul Rings rose around him—two yellow and one purple. A standard configuration.

"Huyan Shi, rank thirty-eight battle Soul Elder."

Huyan Shi took a deep breath. Thanks to the Diamond Mammoth's enhancement of his body, his second Soul Ring was nearly a thousand years old. If he fought steadily, he should not lose too badly.

As the thought crossed his mind, Huyan Shi focused on Yu Tianjun, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

One yellow, three purple... and one pitch-black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring!

"Yu Tianjun, rank fifty-three battle Soul King!"

Damn it!

Huyan Shi cursed inwardly. Where had this freak come from? Why had he never heard of him before?

Everyone participating in the Sect Prodigy Tournament was under twenty-five. How could someone who had cultivated to the Soul King realm at that age possibly remain unknown?

But this was not the time to think about that. Huyan Shi decisively activated all three Soul Skills.

Huyan Shi's first three Soul Skills were all enhancement-type skills. Under their stacked buffs, his physical body was strengthened to an incredibly terrifying degree.

Before Huyan Shi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, could make another move, Yu Tianjun's figure suddenly blurred.

The next moment, Yu Tianjun had already charged explosively before Huyan Shi. His right fist transformed into a dragon claw, and a brilliant golden flash streaked past.

Huyan Shi was sent flying out of the arena before he could even see which Soul Skill Yu Tianjun had used.

Everyone from the Elephant Armor Sect rose to their feet, their faces filled with shock.

Huyan Shi had activated three Soul Skills in a row, granting himself terrifying enhancements. They had even tested it themselves—his defense and attack power were not inferior to a Soul Ancestor's for a short time.

Yet even under those circumstances, Yu Tianjun had blasted him away with a single strike!

But upon seeing the five Soul Rings pulsing around Yu Tianjun, the people of the Elephant Armor Sect accepted it.

There was simply nothing they could do.

The other side had sent out a Soul King. What was there left to say? They might as well just declare him the winner.

Tang Yi's expression turned grave at the sight. He slightly turned his body and lowered his voice.

"If you faced this Yu Tianjun, what chance would you have of winning?"

Tang Xiao was the first to speak. After hesitating briefly, he answered.

"Reporting to the Great Elder, Yu Tianjun definitely did not use his full strength just now. Given similar ages, if I faced him... it would be fifty-fifty."

Tang Xiao was fifteen years older than Tang Hao, so he could no longer participate in this exchange tournament.

"I would definitely win."

Tang Hao's voice was brimming with confidence, completely unlike Tang Xiao's.

Tang Yi relaxed. With Tang Hao holding the line, what was there to fear?

Yu Tianjun returned to the viewing area, his expression calm as he merely looked toward Tang Hao and Tang Xiao.

The original story had mentioned that within the Clear Sky Sect, which had closed its gates, almost all third-generation disciples over thirty had strength above rank fifty.

As geniuses of the Clear Sky Sect, the Tang Hao brothers' cultivation could only be even higher.

There was no need to mention Tang Hao. He was definitely a Soul Emperor. The only question was Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao was somewhat older. He had likely already broken through to Soul Saint by now!

At the main seat, Sect Master Ning suddenly sighed.

"This generation of disciples from the Upper Three Sects truly has talents emerging in abundance. There are actually those who became Soul Kings before twenty-five, and even Soul Emperors."

Ning Fengzhi stood at the side, looking somewhat ashamed.

Auxiliary Martial Souls cultivated more slowly. He was still stuck at rank forty-nine, truly bringing shame upon the sect.

"Do not belittle yourself. Our Martial Souls have their limitations. Cultivation... was never our strength."

Sect Master Ning gave a bitter smile and continued watching the matches.

After Yu Tianjun displayed his strength, his next few opponents lost their nerve before fighting and were easily eliminated. Soon, only four people remained in the arena.

Yu Tianjun, Tang Hao, and two contestants from other sects.

In the ordered matches, Yu Tianjun would fight Tang Hao first.

Unexpectedly, the final battle had begun early.

Yu Tianjun curled his lips and crooked his right hand at Tang Hao.

"Come on. Once I beat you, Tang Hao, I can go back to cultivating."

Yu Tianjun looked flippant, deliberately trying to provoke Tang Hao.

"I~ am~ very~ busy~"

Without needing any further rest, Tang Hao stormed onto the stage.

The "optimal" Soul Ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, and two black rings emerged. Tang Hao raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, which weighed a thousand jin.

"Do you dare fight me?"

Yu Tianjun snorted coldly. His Martial Soul Possession activated instantly, and brilliant golden dragon scales gleamed beneath the sunlight.

"Why wouldn't I?"

Seeing this, Gu Rong simply raised his right hand and stepped aside.

"The match begins!"

The instant Gu Rong's voice fell, Tang Hao launched himself into the air and opened with a killing move!

Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!

Tang Hao spun through the air, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer again and again. Massive force traveled through every blow as Yu Tianjun flashed about, rapidly evading.

Looking at the deep craters across the ground, Yu Tianjun's expression darkened.

The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer could be swung continuously for eighty-one strikes, with every strike stronger than the last.

If Tang Hao were allowed to keep building momentum like this, even a Soul Douluo would not easily withstand the final blow.

Stop him!

Yu Tianjun's gaze sharpened. Catching Tang Hao as he twisted to gather strength, his fourth Soul Ring flickered.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Flash Dragon Fang Strike!"

The spatial properties of Flash Dragon Fang Strike made it a game-changing skill in the early stages.

Teleport directly beside someone, and anyone would panic somewhat.

Tang Hao was no exception.

Seeing from the corner of his eye that Yu Tianjun had appeared in front of him and raised his claws, Tang Hao could not help but panic. His still-building Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was forcibly interrupted, leaving him no choice but to counterattack quickly.

But how could Tang Hao, responding in such haste, stand against that enormous phantom of a Golden Dragon head?

"Bang!!!"

After a thunderous boom, Tang Hao staggered back several steps, crushing more than a dozen hard bluestone bricks beneath his feet.

"Whew..."

Cold sweat covered Tang Hao's back. Fortunately, his cultivation was stronger; otherwise, that strike would have seriously injured him.

"Unfortunately, you are only a Soul King, while I am a Soul Emperor!"

Tang Hao adjusted his breathing for a moment. His sixth Soul Ring lit up, and the might of a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring was beyond comparison. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand expanded with the wind, becoming as large as a tree within several breaths.

Now that they understood each other, this was the true killing move!

Tang Hao had no intention of giving Yu Tianjun another chance. He attacked with all his strength!

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer, its formidable might making even Gu Rong vigilant.

"These little monsters had better not come to harm in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Gu Rong, whose specialty was defense, stared intently at Tang Hao's strike, ready at any moment to step forward and take it for Yu Tianjun.

But how could Yu Tianjun be frightened back by this move? Without hesitation, he activated his fifth Soul Ring.

Yu Tianjun's fifth Soul Ring was thirty thousand years old, obtained from a powerful Soul Beast like the Mountain-Breaking Flood Dragon. It was even stronger than Tang Hao's sixth Soul Ring!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Dragon King God-Breaking Spear!"

A massive golden dragon stretched across Yu Tianjun's right hand, then condensed into the form of a spear in an instant.

The spear was over ten feet long, and its might was astonishing!

If Flash Dragon Fang Strike was a mechanic-based skill, then Dragon King God-Breaking Spear was a skill of pure power!

Gathering all his strength, Yu Tianjun unleashed his strongest single-target attack thus far. Gods would kill gods; blacksmiths would kill blacksmiths!

Facing Tang Hao's all-out strike, Yu Tianjun twisted his waist halfway, like a fully drawn bow.

His right arm pulled back behind him. Yu Tianjun's gaze remained calm, as though Tang Hao before him did not exist.

Only when Tang Hao leaped into the air did a brilliant light flash in Yu Tianjun's eyes. He violently flung out his right hand, and the Dragon King God-Breaking Spear shot toward Tang Hao with a sonic boom.

At the same time, Yu Tianjun's second Soul Ring lit up.

Golden Dragon Roar!

A sonic attack capable of shaking a Soul Emperor's soul erupted, yet Yu Tianjun's movements did not stop.

Flash Dragon Fang Strike!

Yu Tianjun instantly appeared beneath Tang Hao. At that moment, the Dragon King God-Breaking Spear had already collided head-on with Tang Hao.

The golden spear and the Clear Sky Hammer locked against each other, waves of force spreading outward in a terrifying sight.

Yu Tianjun curled his lips.

"Unfortunately, your Soul Skill, Tang Hao, is not a released attack..."