On the platform.
Yu Tianheng spoke coldly.
In the stands.
Dugu Yan stood with the members of the Imperial Fighting Team.
Qin Ming was beside them.
"Yan Yan, will the captain win?"
Someone asked.
Qin Ming, standing beside them, wore a grave expression and said nothing.
Dugu Yan spoke up. "He will."
"Tianheng's Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! It's the greatest Beast Martial Soul in the world. No one his age can match him."
Hearing Dugu Yan's words,
the others felt even more confident.
"What is Ji Feng's Martial Soul?"
Xue Qinghe couldn't help asking.
Ning Fengzhi beside him paused. "His Martial Soul? I truly don't know."
"He once went to Suotuo City to compete. Maybe Rongrong knows."
Ning Fengzhi mused.
Gu Rong beside him spoke up. "How powerful can it be? No Martial Soul is impressive in front of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."
"Bone Douluo is right."
Xue Qinghe smiled at his words.
Not to mention the greatest support Martial Soul in the world—
even his own
Angel Martial Soul
wouldn't allow him to think more highly of other Martial Souls than his own.
In the arena,
Yu Tianheng cut an imposing figure.
His long hair fluttered beside his face.
He looked incredibly cold and stern.
Looking at Ji Feng, who had just appeared opposite him,
he wore a trace of disdain.
"I'll let you make the first move."
Around Yu Tianheng,
Soul Power imbued with the attributes of lightning shimmered.
Below the platform,
Ye Lingling watched Ji Feng's back.
She felt a little nervous.
Ji Feng looked at the person before him with an odd expression.
This Yu Tianheng...
"I've never seen anyone so eager to get himself killed."
Ji Feng smiled.
"I hope you can still say something so foolish after I defeat you and leave you lying on the ground."
Ji Feng's words enraged Yu Tianheng.
He sneered.
Killing intent showed in his eyes.
"Release your Martial Soul!"
Whoosh!
He reached out and grabbed at the air.
The next moment,
a blue thunder dragon
appeared out of nowhere,
coiling around him.
It was incredibly imposing.
"The greatest Beast Martial Soul in the world?"
"I think it's a little overrated!"
Ji Feng stood still.
He held a bow in his hand,
ready to fight at any moment.
"You're asking to die!"
"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Boom!
In the blink of an eye,
Yu Tianheng attacked.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!?"
"That's the Martial Soul of one of the Upper Three Sects!"
"I've heard of their direct line for ages."
"Ji Feng is done for!"
Seeing the terrifying phantom of a thunder dragon on the platform,
all the spectators' faces changed instantly.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier Martial Soul."
"They say its bloodline has reached the level of a true dragon."
"What a pity. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is relying on its leader having reached the Titled Douluo rank, and still refuses to submit to the empire."
Xue Qinghe spoke slowly.
Ning Fengzhi beside him heard his words.
His eyes shifted,
but he said nothing.
It seemed the Crown Prince had some grievances with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, too.
Ning Fengzhi thought to himself.
In the arena,
the first clash had already begun.
"Second Soul Skill: Sunset Glow."
Ji Feng spoke.
He took out his bow.
Three arrows
shot out at once.
Whoosh, whoosh.
"What!?"
Yu Tianheng had just been about to dodge the arrows,
a self-assured smile on his lips,
his expression full of mockery toward Ji Feng.
The next moment,
his face changed.
He had been struck by all three arrows.
He flipped through the air and landed,
his face looking extremely grim.
"He hit him!"
"Yu Tianheng was moving, and he couldn't dodge a single arrow!"
"That's impossible, right? Could he have done it on purpose?"
The spectators below
shouted their comments, each word reaching his ears with perfect clarity.
That only deepened Yu Tianheng's resentment.
His face darkened.
He glared grimly. "How could I not dodge them!?"
"Damn it!"
Before he could finish,
Ji Feng unleashed his second Soul Skill.
"Sunset Glow slows him down and deals area damage."
Whoosh, whoosh~
Two more arrows flew out.
"Ah!"
Yu Tianheng grimaced in pain
and let out a scream.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Tianheng!"
Dugu Yan couldn't help calling out from below the platform,
her face filled with worry.
Qin Ming grabbed hold of her.
Otherwise, she would have rushed up there at once.
Xue Qinghe frowned. "Something's strange. Why didn't he dodge?"
"Perhaps he couldn't..."
Bone Douluo gave a cold snort.
He was skilled in spatial abilities
and had spotted a clue.
But he wasn't entirely sure
whether that was truly the reason.
"As soon as Yu Tianheng enters the range,"
"this kid Ji Feng's arrows seem impossible to dodge."
"Arrows you can't dodge?"
"Looking at Ji Feng's attack pattern, he's still using normal attacks, not Soul Skills. This, this..."
After they reached that conclusion,
both Ning Fengzhi
and Xue Qinghe
wore stunned expressions.
Then their faces turned grim.
Xue Qinghe was shocked.
"Arrows you can't dodge."
"If a Soul Master who fights with a bow like this is left unchecked in a team battle, what then!?"
"The only flaw is that he has no follow-up."
"As long as you withstand one wave of his attacks, close in and kill him in one blow, it won't be a problem!"
Ning Fengzhi spoke.
Yu Tianheng below the platform
had clearly realized this, too.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth
and glared at Ji Feng with a venomous look.
"You piece of trash."
"I've had enough fun playing with you. You're dying today!"
After saying this,
he released lightning from both hands.
His Soul Power surged to an unprecedented level.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Thunder Fury!"
Boom!
Thunder Fury
Yu Tianheng immediately went berserk.
"The captain's already using his fourth Soul Skill?"
"Thunder Fury! The power of his lightning has increased by 100% in an instant, and his Soul Power by 50%!"
"Unless his Soul Power runs out, he'll stay this strong."
"Looks like this duel is about to be decided."
"As expected of our captain."
The members of the Imperial Fighting Team wore confident expressions.
"Can't hold back anymore?"
Seeing Ji Feng standing within the lightning dragon, Yu Tianheng didn't panic.
The next second—
Pfft!
Facing Yu Tianheng's Fist of Fury, Ji Feng didn't dodge at all.
Instead, he met it head-on.
"He got hit!"
"Ji Feng actually took Yu Tianheng's blow head-on!?"
Down below, someone's heart skipped a beat.
Everyone had assumed the duel was already decided.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Ji Feng's vitality was rapidly declining.
However, just as the crowd cried out in alarm, Ji Feng's lips curled upward.
"Berserk!"
"Rapid fire, rapid fire!"
"Rapid fire!"
Ji Feng's long hair whipped in the wind.
Holding a curved bow, he drew it into a crescent.
His arrows reached unprecedented speeds.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In the span of a second, Ji Feng fired nine shots.
And his vitality was rapidly recovering.
His entire body, having just been wounded, instantly recovered by more than 50%.
"Something's wrong!?"
"Ji Feng's changed!"
The crowd watched as Ji Feng stood against Yu Tianheng's assault.
Not only was he not defeated, but his condition was rapidly improving.
And the power of every arrow he fired was surging dramatically.
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