Your Girlfriend...

The corners of Dugu Yan's lips lifted, and a flicker of satisfaction flashed through her eyes.

The attendants at the Rose Hotel covered their eyes, as if unwilling to witness the brutal scene.

However.

Jiang Ming did not move.

He did not even blink.

Just as the Thunder Dragon Claw came within half a foot of his face...

Space Tear!

There was no sound.

No flash of light.

No earth-shattering collision.

Yu Tianheng's Thunder Dragon Claw simply vanished into thin air.

It had not been interrupted.

It had not been blocked.

It had disappeared.

Like a piece of cloth cut away by scissors.

Yu Tianheng did not even have time to react.

He only felt that surge of lightning power being swallowed whole by something.

The next second, excruciating pain burst from his chest!

A savage wound suddenly appeared across Yu Tianheng's chest.

Blood sprayed from the smooth, mirror-like cut!

An ordinary person might have already passed out from the pain.

But Yu Tianheng was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and his battle instincts remained.

He clutched his chest with one hand and abruptly retreated.

But Jiang Ming gave him no chance.

Teleportation!

Jiang Ming appeared behind Yu Tianheng.

One punch.

A plain, unadorned punch slammed into Yu Tianheng's lower back.

The force of the punch penetrated his body!

Yu Tianheng felt as though his internal organs had all been shaken out of place.

He flew away like a kite with its string cut.

He crashed through two tables before finally slamming into the wall.

Only after leaving behind a spiderweb-like crack did he finally stop.

From the moment Jiang Ming attacked to the moment it ended.

Only three breaths had passed.

Yu Tianheng.

A Soul Elder-level cultivator!

A direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team.

He had been beaten into an unknown state between life and death by an utterly ordinary-looking youth!

The hall fell deathly silent.

Everyone stared at Jiang Ming.

As though they were looking at a monster.

The satisfaction on Dugu Yan's face froze, replaced by incredulous horror.

"Tienheng!"

Dugu Yan wanted to rush over and examine Yu Tianheng's injuries.

But the moment she took a step forward, Jiang Ming's gaze fell upon her.

His eyes were calm.

As though he were looking at an ant by the roadside.

Dugu Yan's entire body stiffened.

She suddenly realized something.

This man...

Could cripple Yu Tianheng in a single move.

Her combat strength was inferior even to Yu Tianheng's. How could she possibly get past him?

Fear spread through her heart!

But after the fear came even more intense rage.

She was Dugu Yan.

The granddaughter of the Poison Douluo.

Among the younger generation of Heaven Dou City, who would dare lay a hand on her?

"You... you're dead!"

"Do you know who he is? He's from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"Do you know who I am? My grandfather is—"

Dugu Yan's voice trembled, but her tone was filled with hysterical madness.

"Poison Douluo Dugu Bo."

Jiang Ming finished it for her.

Dugu Yan froze.

He knew who she was, yet he still dared to attack?

Jiang Ming walked toward her at an unhurried pace, as though taking a stroll.

Dugu Yan instinctively backed away.

But after only two steps, she stopped.

She was the Poison Douluo's granddaughter.

She could not disgrace her grandfather.

Martial Soul Possession!

Her upper body remained in its original human form.

But her legs fused together, transforming into a thick serpent tail.

Yellow, yellow, purple!

Three Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet and circled around her body.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming could not help feeling curious.

In this state...

Where was the hole?

A ghost hole? A snake hole?

Dugu Yan's dark green hair stirred without wind as thick purple mist spread around her.

A sweet, fishy stench instantly filled the hall.

Jade Scale Purple Poison.

Her third soul skill, a wide-area poisonous attack.

The purple mist spread outward in all directions with her at its center.

The wooden tables and chairs corroded and blackened at a visible rate.

The fragrance of roses in the air was completely overwhelmed by a nauseating stench of decay.

The Rose Hotel guests who had been watching the spectacle finally came to their senses and screamed as they fled outside.

But Jiang Ming did not retreat.

He did not even frown.

Because the moment Dugu Yan began her move, Jiang Ming vanished from her sight.

Teleportation!

There was no Soul Power fluctuation.

No windup before releasing a soul skill.

No warning whatsoever.

A hand reached out from behind Dugu Yan and gripped the back of her neck.

"You..."

Dugu Yan's pupils suddenly constricted.

How was that possible?

Her Jade Scale Purple Poison was an area-of-effect attack. Within three feet of her body, everything was poison mist. Anyone who approached would be poisoned.

How had this man passed through the poisonous fog?

Unless...

Unless he was so fast that the poison mist had not had time to spread.

Dugu Yan did not have time to figure it out, because Jiang Ming's hand had already tightened.

One punch.

It struck the side of Dugu Yan's neck.

Precise.

Ruthless.

The force was just right.

Enough to make her lose consciousness, but not enough to endanger her life.

Dugu Yan's vision went black, and her body went limp.

Jiang Ming held the back of her neck and lifted her in his hand.

Like he was carrying a cat.

Two punches.

Three punches.

The third punch landed in the same spot, ensuring that she was completely knocked out.

Dugu Yan's body lost all strength, hanging from Jiang Ming's hand like a puddle of mud.

Only Yu Tianheng's heavy breathing remained in the hall.

He clutched his chest with his left hand, his face pale as paper, but his eyes remained fixed on Jiang Ming.

"Do you... know what you're doing?"

Yu Tianheng's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.

"You've got no real ability, yet you still love putting on airs."

Jiang Ming carried Dugu Yan and glanced down at Yu Tianheng.

There was no unnecessary emotion in his eyes.

No smugness.

No mockery.

No showing off.

There was not even any regard.

It was as though he were looking at something utterly insignificant.

Yu Tianheng's face flushed the color of liver.

He was a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the ace of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, someone who had stood at the top of the pyramid since birth.

And now, some nobody who had appeared out of nowhere had beaten him into this state with one punch, right in front of his girlfriend.

And his girlfriend was still being carried in that person's hand.

That humiliation drove him mad more than the pain of a broken arm ever could.

"I don't care who you are."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will not let you off, and Senior Dugu will not let you off either."

"With Yanzi in your hands, you won't make it out of Heaven Dou City."

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth, forcing out every word through the gaps between them.

Jiang Ming looked at him and suddenly smiled.

The smile was faint, carrying a casual indifference that made Yu Tianheng's scalp tingle.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Poison Douluo?"

"My name is Ma Hongjun."

"If you've got the guts, come find me in Suotuo City."

Jiang Ming tilted his head and revealed a wicked smile.

Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank slightly.

Ma Hongjun?

He had never heard of him!

What great power had produced a disciple like this?

He had never even heard of him!

Jiang Ming's gaze fell on Yu Tianheng's face.

Then...

He said something Yu Tianheng would never forget for the rest of his life.

"Still... you've got good taste."

Jiang Ming glanced at the unconscious Dugu Yan in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitching upward.

"Your girlfriend... is pretty smooth."