"What skill did you just use?"
After finally suppressing the trembling in his hands, Yu Tianheng took a long, deep breath. He looked up at Tang San, who was panting across from him, and asked curiously.
Tang San fell silent for a moment, but after thinking it over, he saw no harm in telling Yu Tianheng and answered honestly:
"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer? So it was one of the Clear Sky Sect's secret arts. No wonder. Yu Tianheng instantly understood why he had lost to Tang San.
As the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the oldest of the Upper Three Sects, he knew something of the power of the Clear Sky Sect's secret arts.
With a sigh, Yu Tianheng released his Martial Soul Possession. His body immediately shrank, and his transformed dragon hands returned to normal, though they were now swollen, covered in torn wounds, and seeping blood.
"Tang San, you won."
He looked at Tang San and spoke with a trace of resignation.
"Thank you for the match, Brother Tianheng. You're very strong too."
Hearing Yu Tianheng concede, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Tianheng was unexpectedly powerful, far beyond any ordinary Soul Ancestor.
He had thought that after his father's special training, he was strong enough to easily defeat Yu Tianheng, whose soul power was only one level above his own.
Yet without relying on the Tang Sect Secret Arts, even stacking the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer to his current limit had only barely allowed him to win.
As expected of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Young Sect Master. The strength of a major sect's direct-line descendants really couldn't be underestimated.
*Fortunately, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Father taught me was powerful enough, and I still