I Like Blue-Eyes White Dragon the Most

These whispers reached the ears of Yu Xiaogang, causing him to tremble with rage.

"Yu Hong! Yu Hong! It's always Yu Hong!"

Hiding in his room, Yu Xiaogang smashed things in a frenzy.

"Why? Why is he better than me at everything?!"

He could not accept this reality.

Clearly, he was the son of the clan leader; clearly, he should have been the heir to the family.

Why was everyone praising Yu Hong while mocking him?

"I won't accept this! I won't accept this!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with malice and jealousy.

He swore that one day, he would make Yu Hong pay the price.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

"Vice Clan Leader, is there something you need?" Yu Hong asked Yu Luomian respectfully.

As Yu Hong spoke, he noticed a young girl standing beside Yu Luomian.

The girl looked to be about eleven years old, with a slender figure, fair skin, and long, jet-black hair tied into a ponytail, giving her a clean and sharp appearance.

Her features were exquisite, her brows carried a hint of heroic spirit, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, making her look like a bright and cheerful girl.

Yu Hong only glanced at her once before withdrawing his gaze, not paying much attention.

"Sit, sit." Yu Luomian greeted him with a chuckle, pointing to the chair beside him.

Yu Hong walked over and sat down, his gaze fixed on Yu Luomian, waiting for him to speak.

"Yu Hong, let me introduce you." Yu Luomian pointed to the girl beside him and said with a smile, "This is my daughter, Liu Erlong."

The girl nodded toward Yu Hong and said crisply, "Hello, my name is Liu Erlong."

"Hello." Yu Hong responded politely.

Yu Luomian turned to Liu Erlong and said, "Erlong, this is the Yu Hong I mentioned to you. He is the most talented young man in our family and will surely become a Titled Douluo in the future."

Liu Erlong looked Yu Hong up and down, a flash of curiosity in her eyes.

Before coming here, she had heard of Yu Hong's exploits—awakening his martial soul at six, absorbing a two-thousand-year soul ring at twelve, and possessing a martial soul that was a white dragon even the clan leader feared...

To be honest, she hadn't believed it at first.

Absorbing a two-thousand-year soul ring at twelve? Wasn't that a bit too exaggerated?

But now, seeing Yu Hong in person, she realized this youth was indeed different.

His temperament was steady, his eyes were clear yet sharp, and his entire being exuded a restrained aura.

He was completely different from the peers she had met before.

"You two are of similar age, so you can spend more time together in the future," Yu Luomian said with a smile. "Erlong is new here and isn't familiar with the family yet. Yu Hong, if you have time, you can take her around."

Yu Hong nodded, "Very well, Vice Clan Leader."

He understood Yu Luomian's intentions, but he didn't show it.

His heart only held the Blue-Eyes White Dragon; unless Liu Erlong could turn into a Light-attribute dragon with 3000 ATK and 2500 DEF, he wouldn't even consider it.

Seeing this, Yu Luomian nodded in satisfaction, then stood up and said, "You two chat; I have some matters to attend to."

With that, he left the courtyard, leaving the space to Yu Hong and Liu Erlong.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Yu Hong picked up his teacup, took a light sip, and then looked at Liu Erlong, asking courteously, "Miss Liu, the journey here must have been tiring, right?"

"It was alright." Liu Erlong shook her head. "The carriage ride was a bit boring, but it wasn't too exhausting."

She paused, then asked directly, "Yu Hong, I heard from my father that your martial soul is a white dragon?"

"Yes." Yu Hong nodded.

"Really?" Liu Erlong's eyes lit up. "I've never seen a dragon-type martial soul before! Can you show me?"

Looking at her expectant eyes, Yu Hong smiled and said, "I can, but this place is too small; it's not very convenient."

"Then let's go outside!" Liu Erlong stood up immediately, looking impatient.

Yu Hong shook his head helplessly and stood up as well.

"Let's go."

The two left Yu Luomian's courtyard and headed toward the family's Martial Arts Arena.

On the way, Liu Erlong kept chattering away.

"Yu Hong, did you really absorb a two-thousand-year soul ring?"

"Yes."

"Then what level are you at now?"

"Twenty-second level."

"Wow, that's amazing! I'm only at the twenty-first level," Liu Erlong said with a hint of envy. "My martial soul is a Fire Dragon. Although it's also a dragon type, it must be far inferior to your Blue-Eyes White Dragon."

Yu Hong glanced at her and said, "The Fire Dragon is also quite good, with great potential."

"Really?" Liu Erlong smiled happily. "You're the first person to say that! Everyone else says my martial soul is too ordinary."

Yu Hong shook his head. "There is no such thing as an ordinary martial soul, only strong or weak ones. As long as you cultivate diligently, any martial soul can become powerful."

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Liu Erlong's eyes upon hearing this.

She realized that Yu Hong was not like the geniuses she had imagined.

She had assumed that geniuses were all aloof and arrogant, but Yu Hong was very approachable, and his words made a lot of sense.

"Yu Hong, you're a really good person," Liu Erlong said sincerely.

Yu Hong smiled and said nothing.

Soon, the two arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.

At this time of day, there were few people in the Martial Arts Arena, which was perfect for them.

"Let's do it here," Yu Hong said.

Liu Erlong nodded and stepped back a few paces, leaving enough space for Yu Hong.

"Yu Hong, hurry and let me see your martial soul!" Liu Erlong urged.

Yu Hong nodded slightly, recited the summoning line for the Blue-Eyes White Dragon with a touch of chuunibyou flair, and released his Blue-Eyes White Dragon martial soul.

This time, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon did not appear with the earth-shattering spectacle of the first time, but instead materialized out of thin air beside Yu Hong.

Liu Erlong subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at the figure beside Yu Hong with a shocked expression she knew she would never forget.

It was a giant dragon, snow-white all over, radiating a sacred light.

Its body was slender and graceful, each scale like fine white jade, shimmering with a dazzling luster in the light.

Its wings unfurled, blotting out the sun as if they could cover the entire Martial Arts Arena.

"Is... is this your martial soul?" Liu Erlong's voice trembled.

Since she was a child, she had taken pride in her Fire Dragon martial soul, believing that dragon-type martial souls were the strongest.

But now, seeing Yu Hong's Blue-Eyes White Dragon, she finally understood what a true dragon was.

Compared to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, her Fire Dragon was like a mere earthworm.

"It's... it's so beautiful..." Liu Erlong murmured to herself, her eyes filled with shock and adoration.

Yu Hong watched Liu Erlong's reaction, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

He waved his hand, and the Blue-Eyes White Dragon turned into a beam of white light, merging back into his body.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the sunlight spilled down once more.

Only then did Liu Erlong snap out of her daze, her gaze toward Yu Hong now completely different.

"Yu Hong, your martial soul is too amazing!" she said excitedly. "I've never seen such a powerful martial soul!"

"It's alright," Yu Hong said modestly.

"What do you mean 'it's alright'? It's clearly super powerful!" Liu Erlong said with feigned dissatisfaction. "Can't you be a little proud?"