A Challenge at the Great Soul Arena? Level 86 Dark Sacred Dragon vs. Level 93 Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!
He had come here mostly because he couldn't swallow his pride.
He wanted to take the opportunity to put this brat in his place, force him to bow his head and apologize, and restore his family's reputation.
At the thought, Yu Yuanzhen fixed Qian Yu with a cold stare and spoke in a low voice:
"Qian Yu, what's the point of winning with your tongue?
If you really have the courage, come with me to the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena!
We'll fight fair and square in front of all the Soul Masters!
If you lose, you must publicly apologize to my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for your arrogant remarks!"
Hearing that, Qian Yu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He let out a derisive laugh, openly scoffing at the suggestion.
Before Qian Yu could reply, Bibi Dong beside him had already lost control of her anger.
She stepped forward and shielded Qian Yu, indignantly accusing him:
"Yu Yuanzhen, you really have the nerve to say that!
You're a dignified level 93 Titled Douluo, the head of a sect!
Meanwhile, Brother Yu is only at the Soul Douluo realm.
You're proposing a contest like this—aren't you afraid the whole world will laugh at you, the mighty Thunder Douluo, for bullying someone younger and weaker?!"
Yu Yuanzhen's old face reddened, and a hint of discomfort flashed across it, but a cold snort quickly covered it up.
"Your Highness the Saintess, this concerns the honor of our sect's hereditary Martial Soul. I can't concern myself with accusations of bullying the weak!
"Still, so that no one can say I won unfairly, I won't use my Martial Soul Avatar or my ninth Soul Skill during the match. I'll even give him the first three moves!"
Qian Yu gently squeezed Bibi Dong's hand and drew her back behind him. The mockery at the corner of his mouth deepened.
"Give me the first three moves?
"Not use your Martial Soul Avatar?
"Yu Yuanzhen, are you afraid you'll lose so badly that you're already looking for a way to save face?"
Yu Yuanzhen laughed in fury, lightning crackling around him.
"Arrogant brat!
"Let's see if your mouth is tougher than your bones!"
Qian Yu stepped forward and looked Yu Yuanzhen straight in the eye. His tone was calm, yet absolutely overbearing.
"I accept your challenge.
"You don't need to give me any moves. Feel free to use every trump card you have and give it everything you've got.
"But since this is a wager, the stakes should be equal.
"If I lose, I'll apologize. What happens if you lose?"
Yu Yuanzhen seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He threw back his head and laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha!
"I'm a dignified level 93 Titled Douluo. How could I lose to a Soul Douluo like you?
"Fine!
"If I lose, you can name your terms!"
Qian Yu snapped his fingers, his eyes full of amusement.
"Simple.
"If you lose, I want you, Yu Yuanzhen, to stand before every Soul Master in Heaven Dou City and personally admit that your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons are mongrel, false dragons!
"And from now on, whenever anyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect sees me, they'll bow their heads respectfully and take a detour!"
"You—!"
Yu Yuanzhen's blood surged, and his fists clenched with a crackle. He glared at Qian Yu through gritted teeth.
"Fine!
"Very well!
"I accept!
"Tomorrow at noon, the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, Main Soul Arena Platform!
"I'll tear you apart with my own hands in front of the whole city, you arrogant brat who doesn't know how high the heavens are!"
With that, Yu Yuanzhen swept his sleeve in a sharp motion, unwilling to waste another word.
He transformed into a streak of raging blue lightning and shot into the sky, vanishing on the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Watching the direction Yu Yuanzhen had left, Bibi Dong furrowed her brows slightly, worry in her eyes.
"Brother Yu, he's a veteran Titled Douluo, after all, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's explosive power is nothing to scoff at. Are you really going to face him head-on?"
Qian Yu turned around, ruffled Bibi Dong's long hair, and chuckled.
"Dong'er, have you forgotten what my Martial Soul is?
"Before the ultimate Dark Sacred Dragon, his mixed-up lightning and false-dragon bloodline aren't even fit to tickle me.
"Tomorrow, just sit back and enjoy a one-sided crushing performance."
Hearing Qian Yu's confident words, the worry between Bibi Dong's brows gradually faded, and a bright smile curved her lips.
"If you're that confident, Brother Yu, then I'll look forward to watching you show off your might tomorrow.
"If that old man tries anything underhanded, I won't stand for it!"
Qian Yu chuckled and took her hand, leading her inside.
"Don't worry. Come on, let's not let that old man ruin our fun these past couple of days."
At noon the following day, at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.
The Main Soul Arena Platform was already surrounded by a packed, clamorous crowd.
News of the wager between the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Master
had spread throughout Heaven Dou City overnight. Countless Soul Masters had come to watch.
Yu Yuanzhen stood in the center of the arena with his hands behind his back. His eyes were closed, and lightning flickered faintly around him.
Qian Yu entered the venue at an unhurried pace with Bibi Dong.
Hearing them arrive, Yu Yuanzhen snapped his eyes open and shot Qian Yu a sharp look.
"Qian Yu!
"I thought you were scared and planned to hide in your estate instead of showing up!"
Qian Yu sprang onto the platform and landed steadily, dusting off his clothes with a lazy, casual air.
"Why would I be afraid of a mud loach with mongrel blood?
"On the other hand, Sect Master Yu, have you prepared what you'll say when you admit you're a false dragon?
"You won't want to stammer when the time comes."
Yu Yuanzhen's forehead veins bulged. He laughed in fury.
"You're still running your mouth when death is at your doorstep!
"Today, I'll show you that the dignity of the greatest Beast Martial Soul in the world will never be sullied by a brat like you!"
"Boom—!"
Raging blue lightning shot into the sky, and the phantom of a gigantic Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon appeared behind Yu Yuanzhen.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Nine Soul Rings rose one after another, and the terrifying pressure of a Titled Douluo swept across the arena.
"Enough talk. Release your Martial Soul!"
Yu Yuanzhen roared.
"I said I'd give you three moves, and I'll keep my word!"
Facing that overwhelming pressure, Qian Yu remained unfazed. He didn't even release his Martial Soul right away.
He merely crooked a finger at Yu Yuanzhen.
"I said you don't need to hold back. You'd better use your full strength from the start.
"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even get the chance to attack."
"Utterly arrogant!
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Yu Yuanzhen was thoroughly enraged. His right arm transformed into a dragon in an instant, lightning blazing around it.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
With a deafening dragon's roar,
Yu Yuanzhen shot forward like lightning, his attack wreathed in destructive thunder as he lunged straight for Qian Yu's face.
A trace of disdain flashed in Qian Yu's eyes. His deep voice echoed above the arena.
"Then I'll show you what a true dragon looks like.
"Dark Sacred Dragon, possess me!"
As Qian Yu's words fell, an aura of pure darkness erupted with a roar.
A lofty, majestic dragon's roar rang across the sky.
The phantom of a Dark Sacred Dragon, radiating endless destruction, coalesced proudly behind Qian Yu.
Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red—eight Soul Rings rose into the air!
The entire arena was stunned!
"His Highness the Holy Son Qian Yu's Eighth Soul Ring is actually one hundred thousand years old!"
"Sorry for the late update today! ┭┮﹏┭┮"
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"About the update schedule: tomorrow's update will be at least 6,000 words, three chapters.
"I'll see if I can manage an extra chapter. I'm already running on empty!"
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