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"Hmph, Yu Tianheng, you defeated opponent, you are too arrogant."

Zhou Tong let out a cold snort. So what if he had dragonized?

The destructive power of lightning relied on quality and soul power.

And Zhou Tong's lightning power had already reached the level of Heaven Lightning; it was no longer what it once was.

"Zhou Tong, watch how I defeat you!"

The next moment, Yu Tianheng's confidence surged. With a movement of his body, he charged toward Zhou Tong.

Amidst the flickering lightning, he threw a punch directly at Zhou Tong's face.

Watching the figure rush toward him, Zhou Tong's expression remained unchanged. He extended his hands, and the Thunderous Hell Vine in his palms moved instantly, rapidly transforming into thick vines that coiled toward Yu Tianheng.

The scene Yu Tianheng had imagined, where he beat Zhou Tong to a pulp, did not happen.

His fist stopped in its tracks before it could even get close to Zhou Tong.

Instead, his entire body was wrapped in over a dozen thick vines, turning him into a giant rice dumpling.

"Thud!"

Yu Tianheng shifted, and his entire body collapsed onto the ground.

"Let me go! Zhou Tong, I want to have a proper contest with you!"

Yu Tianheng struggled fiercely, trying to break free, but Zhou Tong's vines were thick and tough. Even with his half-dragon body, the immense strength within him could not break the vines' restraint.

"Hahaha, Yu Tianheng, your strength has indeed improved. If I hadn't broken through to become a Soul Venerable, it might have taken some effort to defeat you."

"But as I am now, I have been reborn."

"You can't even break free from my vines; what right do you have to challenge me?"

"Since you insist on a contest, I will let you see my true power."

Zhou Tong's expression turned slightly cold as a pair of massive lightning wings emerged from his back.

"Thunderstorm!"

The next moment, he flapped his wings, and instantly the entire Soul Fighting Arena was enveloped as countless bolts of lightning began to rage.

The Thunderstorm blasted deep craters into the arena floor, the raging storm filled with terrifyingly destructive lightning power.

Yu Tianheng was surrounded by the horrific storm, his formidable dragon body sliced until it was dripping with blood.

"How is this possible?"

"How can a Soul Venerable possess such powerful strength?"

Yu Tianheng could not believe his eyes; Zhou Tong was actually capable of wielding such terrifying lightning power.

"Ah—!"

Yu Tianheng's face twisted in agony. Unable to withstand the impact of the Thunderstorm, he let out a cry of pain.

"I... I surrender..."

Yu Tianheng dared not struggle any longer and chose to concede directly.

He couldn't run, and he couldn't endure it. If he didn't surrender, he would have no path but death.

"Senior, you are quite sensible."

Zhou Tong smiled faintly. The next moment, the Thunderstorm dissipated rapidly, revealing Yu Tianheng, who was covered in wounds.

"Senior Yu, your strength is indeed decent, but there is still a significant gap between you and me."

Zhou Tong retracted his martial soul, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke with pride.

At this moment, Yu Tianheng lay dazed in the Soul Fighting Arena, staring blankly at the sky with hollow eyes, his body charred black and covered in dense wounds.

Tears of regret streamed from the corners of his eyes. This match had been nothing short of a one-sided crushing.

Yu Tianheng's confidence had been completely shattered.

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned by Zhou Tong's overwhelming performance.

Zhou Tong had used only two moves to crush Yu Tianheng.

In the VIP seats, the skepticism on the face of Bone Douluo Gu Rong had long since vanished, replaced by utter astonishment.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes shone with a brilliant light; it was clear he had developed a great interest in Zhou Tong.

Dugu Bo couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from curling up. He clapped his hands together forcefully and burst into laughter.

"Old Bone, haven't seen much of the world, have you?"

"My disciple has the potential to become a god."

"Defeating Yu Tianheng is nothing at all."

Hearing this, Gu Rong's face turned livid, and he was too angry to speak.

Meanwhile, beneath the stage, the entire crowd erupted into an uproar.

"Zhou Tong actually won!"

"He really won!"

"It's unbelievable."

"That storm was truly terrifying; combined with the vine control, it was simply invincible."

"Zhou Tong is practically my idol."

Praises rang out incessantly, and the flattery surged toward the center of the arena like a tide, with everyone's gaze fixed upon Zhou Tong.

Just then.

From the VIP seating area, a cold killing intent locked onto Zhou Tong.

"Junior, how dare you bully my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect like this!"

A frigid voice echoed. Zhou Tong followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man dressed in the attire of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect appearing on the spectator stand.

It was none other than the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Elder Yu Luomian.

The man's face was livid, lightning shooting from his eyes as he stared fixedly at Zhou Tong.

"Kid, you humiliated my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, acting with such ruthlessness to severely injure a direct descendant of our sect."

"If I don't cripple you today, where will my sect's reputation stand?"

Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying soul power erupted from his body, pressing down until the surrounding air seemed to solidify.

Many students trembled in fear under this pressure.

However, Zhou Tong looked at the man with a calm expression.

"Mister, your excuse for picking a fight is ridiculous."

"It was Yu Tianheng who wanted to challenge me, and I defeated him fair and square."

"If anyone is talking about provocation, it is your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect that provoked me."

"You are twisting logic, forcing a confrontation, and acting like a tyrant; you clearly don't care about anyone here."

"If your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's direct disciples are all like this, I'm afraid the strength of your entire sect isn't much to speak of."

"Besides, even if we're talking about backgrounds, your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect wouldn't dare provoke me!"

"Before you came looking for trouble, you didn't even bother to find out who my teacher is!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Luomian was instantly consumed by rage. "Kid, you dare to look down on my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

"In front of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, even a Titled Douluo has to coil up and behave!"

"No matter who your teacher is, when facing my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, they must be respectful in front of me!"

Yu Luomian said coldly.

However, Zhou Tong showed no signs of fear, instead wearing a playful expression.

"Mister, is your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect always this arrogant?"

"You dare to look down on my teacher!"

"Since you're so powerful, why don't you just go ahead and bully the weak?"

"Kid, you're courting death."

"Even if your teacher comes, they won't be able to save you!"

"Spirit Avatar."

Yu Luomian had never suffered such an insult. His eyes turned blood-red, he breathed like an ox, and his body rapidly underwent dragonification as he lunged toward Zhou Tong.

Yu Luomian's body transformed into a hideous blue dragon-man, his dragon claws tearing through the air with destructive thunder as he aimed directly for Zhou Tong's head.

Everyone watched this scene in terror.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

A loud crash echoed, but the scene everyone expected—Zhou Tong bleeding and broken—did not occur.

Instead, it was Yu Luomian's figure that flew into the air, crashing violently into a boulder in the distance like a kite with a broken string.

"Is my disciple someone you can bully?"