Xing Yan was confident that his dragon scales could withstand the erosion of his opponent's annihilation power. As long as his attacks landed, he was sure to win.
Nan Qiuqiu repeatedly flicked her fingertips, sending several beams of Annihilation Light at Xing Yan. He used the dragon scales covering his body to endure them head-on.
Just as he was about to crash into Nan Qiuqiu, her Second Soul Ring lit up again.
A mass of pink light burst out in front of Nan Qiuqiu.
Xing Yan suddenly felt a stab of pain. Nan Qiuqiu's previous attacks had all landed precisely on the same spot.
The dragon scales there had been completely eroded away.
Now, as Annihilation Body Protection gnawed at the exposed area, a sharp, intense pain surged through him.
But Xing Yan had already achieved his goal. His body shot forward like a meteor, unstoppable, and slammed into Nan Qiuqiu.
He sent her flying off the arena. Xing Yan could no longer hold on either; he curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.
As soon as the battle ended, healing Soul Masters rushed over to treat their injuries.
Seeing that the people brought by both sects had nearly all finished fighting, Yu Yuanlong was just about to announce the end.
Just then, Yu Tianlong stepped forward and said, "Father, I'd like to challenge him."
Everyone followed the direction of his pointing finger. It was right where Bei Bei was sitting.
"Me?" Bei Bei pointed at himself and asked.
"That's right." Yu Tianlong spoke with an imposing air. "I want to see what skills Mu En's junior has."
"Don't make trouble." Yu Yuanlong rebuked him sharply, somewhat angrily. He knew all too well that Bei Bei's true strength was far beyond what his son could challenge.
"I can sense that you're also a Soul Master with a powerful dragon-type Martial Soul," Yu Tianlong said eagerly.
"Uncle Yu, there's no need to be angry!" Bei Bei waved his hand and smiled mildly. "Since the young sect master wants to challenge me, I'd be glad to oblige."
Bei Bei slowly rose from his seat. Golden light shimmered around him as he used Dust Light Step, his figure flickering like a fleeting shadow. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the arena in a streak of light.
"What incredible speed! A Self-Created Soul Skill performed using pure light elements!" Nan Shuishui praised.
"Very well, then the match begins!" Seeing this, Yu Yuanlong announced.
Two yellow Soul Rings and one purple Soul Ring rose beneath Yu Tianlong's feet.
"Yu Tianlong, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, level thirty-one Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder!"
A high-pitched dragon's roar rang out, brimming with domineering power. A blue-violet Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon appeared behind him.
A burst of lightning erupted from Yu Tianlong's forehead, transforming into countless arcs that coursed around his body.
One after another, thick blue-violet scales sprouted along his arm, covering it completely. His dragon claws were razor-sharp, and all three Soul Rings encircled his arm.
Bei Bei summoned his Radiant Dragon King Martial Soul. A massive platinum-colored dragon appeared behind him.
Bei Bei's whole body shone with an extraordinary radiance, as if he were made of light. Rings of golden light surrounded him.
An aura unique to a Dragon King instantly spread from Bei Bei's body.
Yu Tianlong immediately felt a force suppressing him, a pressure originating from the bloodline of his Martial Soul.
His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was actually trembling faintly!
It wasn't just him. Every disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and Earth Dragon Sect present stared at Bei Bei on the arena in shock.
At that moment, he seemed to be the center of the world, inspiring a sense of awe that made them want to kneel before him.
"Is this the Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul? How can it be so powerful?" Nan Shuishui could hardly believe it. The aura emanating from his Martial Soul alone was affecting even her, a Soul Douluo.
Yu Yuanlong didn't answer her. He knew perfectly well that Bei Bei's Martial Soul wasn't some Light Sacred Dragon. It was the Radiant Dragon King Martial Soul, which had reached the Dragon King level!
Mu En had insisted that Bei Bei's Martial Soul be kept secret. Until he had grown strong enough, its true nature must not be revealed.
Although Yu Tianlong could feel his Martial Soul being suppressed, his Battle Intent only grew stronger. Seeing that Bei Bei had merely entered Martial Soul Possession and made no other move—not even summoning his Soul Rings—he couldn't help feeling puzzled.
"Why aren't you summoning your Soul Rings? Are you not planning to use your Soul Skills?" Yu Tianlong asked.
"If you can force me to use a Soul Skill, you'll see one then." Bei Bei spread his hands, wearing a calm smile as if victory were already assured.
"Hmph, I hope you won't regret it!" Yu Tianlong snorted. They were about the same age. Even if Bei Bei's Soul Power was higher, how much higher could it be?
"Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Yu Tianlong's First Soul Ring flashed, and a dragon claw formed from lightning shot straight at Bei Bei!
Bei Bei raised his hand. Fine dragon scales formed from Soul Power covered his arm, which glittered with brilliant golden light.
He grabbed the incoming Thunder Dragon Claw and crushed it with a slight squeeze!
"That's a Self-Created Soul Skill! To have such mastery of one's Martial Soul at such a young age!" Nan Shuishui couldn't help exclaiming.
"If that's all you've got, I'll be sorely disappointed!" Bei Bei stood tall and smiled faintly.
"Don't get cocky!" Yu Tianlong's Third Soul Ring flashed as he unleashed Thunder Fury!
His lightning power increased by one hundred percent, his Soul Power increased by fifty percent, and he entered a frenzied state!
Yu Tianlong's aura surged. Already massive, he charged toward Bei Bei like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus!
As the true wielder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, he possessed tremendous explosive power and destructive force!
Bei Bei also transformed into a golden arrow loosed from its bow and charged at Yu Tianlong.
When the two clashed at close quarters, every punch landed with a meaty thud, a spectacle of brutal beauty.
"Second Soul Skill, Thunderbolt!"
The blue-violet lightning coiling around Yu Tianlong instantly grew several times thicker, transforming into countless lightning bolts that shot in every direction!
Bei Bei turned golden all over. Every inch of his body was covered in fine dragon scales formed from Soul Power, and he easily blocked the attack.
"A Self-Created Soul Skill!" Yu Tianlong was stunned. Bei Bei had been using nothing but Self-Created Soul Skills against him—and the way he fought so effortlessly made it clear he hadn't even used his full strength!
"If you have no other tricks, then this is as far as you go," Bei Bei said calmly.
"Don't think you're the only one who can use Self-Created Soul Skills. I can, too!" Yu Tianlong's eyes narrowed. He held his hands as if embracing a sphere, and his First, Second, and Third Soul Rings flashed in succession as countless bolts of lightning erupted around him.
But under his control, they all converged between his arms. He compressed the rampaging lightning into a sphere about a meter across!
"The young sect master truly has remarkable talent. His control over lightning is terrifying!" Nan Shuishui praised, a glint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.
"It's a pity he's still too green. He's bound to lose this battle," Yu Yuanlong sighed, shaking his head slightly.