You Think You're the Only One with Connections?

"Hmph, Yu Tianheng, you're a defeated loser. You're far too arrogant."

Zhou Tong gave a cold snort. So what if Yu Tianheng had undergone Dragon Transformation?

The destructive power of lightning depended on its quality and the wielder's Soul Power.

And Zhou Tong's lightning had already reached the level of Heaven Lightning. It was worlds apart from what it had been before.

"Zhou Tong, just watch me defeat you!"

The next moment, Yu Tianheng's confidence soared. He moved and charged straight at Zhou Tong.

Lightning flashed as he swung a fist at Zhou Tong's face.

Watching him rush over, Zhou Tong's expression remained unchanged. He raised both hands, and the Thunderous Hell Vine in his grasp sprang into action, swiftly transforming into thick, sturdy vines that shot toward Yu Tianheng to ensnare him.

The scene Yu Tianheng had imagined, of himself beating Zhou Tong senseless, never came to pass.

His fist hadn't even reached Zhou Tong before he came to a halt.

Instead, more than a dozen thick vines had wrapped around him, turning him into a giant rice dumpling.

"Thud!"

Yu Tianheng's body lurched, and he fell to the ground.

"Let me go! Zhou Tong, I want to fight you fair and square!"

Yu Tianheng struggled with all his might, trying to break free. But Zhou Tong's vines were thick and tough. Even in his half-dragon form, the immense strength within him couldn't escape their hold.

"Hahaha, Yu Tianheng, you really have gotten stronger. If I hadn't broken through to Soul Elder, it might've taken a little effort to beat you."

"But now, I've been reborn."

"You can't even break free of my vines. What makes you think you can challenge me?"

"Since you insist on a fight, I'll show you my strength."

Zhou Tong's expression turned cold. A pair of enormous lightning wings appeared behind him.

"Thunderstorm!"

The next moment, he beat his wings. In an instant, the entire Soul Fighting Arena was engulfed, and countless bolts of lightning rampaged through it.

The Thunderstorm blasted crater after crater into the fighting stage. The tempest raged, laced with lightning of terrifying destructive power.

Yu Tianheng was swallowed by the dreadful storm. His powerful dragon body was slashed until he was covered in blood.

"How is this possible?"

"How can a Soul Elder possess such power?"

Yu Tianheng couldn't believe his eyes. Zhou Tong could actually command such terrifying lightning.

"Ah!"

Yu Tianheng's face twisted in pain. He couldn't withstand the Thunderstorm's onslaught and cried out in agony.

"I... surrender..."

Yu Tianheng stopped struggling and chose to surrender outright.

He couldn't run, and he couldn't withstand the attack. If he didn't surrender, death was his only option.

"Senior, you know what's good for you."

Zhou Tong smiled faintly. The next moment, the Thunderstorm quickly dissipated, revealing Yu Tianheng, his body covered in wounds.

"Senior Yu, you're certainly strong, but there's still a considerable gap between us."

Zhou Tong withdrew his Martial Soul, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke with pride.

At that moment, Yu Tianheng lay dazed in the Soul Fighting Arena, staring blankly at the sky. His body was charred black, and countless wounds covered him.

Tears of regret welled at the corners of his eyes. The fight had been a one-sided crushing defeat.

Yu Tianheng's confidence had been utterly shattered.

The entire arena fell silent.

Everyone had been stunned by Zhou Tong's overwhelming victory.

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

In the VIP seats, the suspicion on Bone Douluo Gu Rong's face had vanished, replaced by utter astonishment.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes shone brightly. Clearly, Zhou Tong had piqued his interest.

Dugu Bo's lips curled upward. He clapped his hands hard and burst into laughter.

"Old Bone, never seen the world before?"

"My disciple has the makings of a god."

"Beating Yu Tianheng was no trouble at all."

At that, Gu Rong's face turned livid. He was too angry to speak.

Below the arena, the crowd erupted into an uproar.

"Zhou Tong really won!"

"He won!"

"That's unbelievable!"

"That storm was terrifying. Combined with the vines' control, it was practically invincible!"

"Zhou Tong is my role model!"

Praise poured in without end, and the crowd's cheers surged toward the center of the arena. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhou Tong.

Just then,

a cold killing intent from the VIP seats locked onto Zhou Tong.

"You brat, how dare you bully the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

A chilling voice rang out. Zhou Tong looked in its direction and saw a middle-aged man in the uniform of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan standing in the stands.

It was the clan's second-in-command, Elder Yu Luomian.

His face was livid, lightning flashing in his eyes as he fixed Zhou Tong with a furious stare.

"Boy, you humiliated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and struck with such viciousness, gravely injuring one of our direct descendants."

"If I don't cripple you today, how can my clan save face?"

Before he finished speaking, terrifying Soul Power erupted from him, making the air around them feel as though it had frozen.

Many students trembled in fear beneath that pressure.

Yet Zhou Tong remained calm as he looked at the man.

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

"Yu Tianheng challenged me, and I defeated him fair and square."

"If anyone's picking a fight, it's your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"You twist the facts and pick fights for no reason, throwing your weight around as if everyone else were beneath you."

"Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's direct descendants all act this way. I doubt the rest of the clan is any better."

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

"Before picking a fight, did you even bother finding out who my teacher is?"

At those words, Yu Luomian's fury flared. "Boy, how dare you look down on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"Before the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, even a Titled Douluo has to bow their head!"

"No matter who your teacher is, they'd better show me the proper respect!"

Yu Luomian said coldly.

Yet Zhou Tong showed no fear. Instead, he wore a mocking smile.

"Uncle, is everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan this full of themselves?"

"You dare look down on my teacher?"

"Since you're so impressive, why not bully someone weaker than you?"

"Brat, you're asking for death."

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

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Yu Luomian had never suffered such humiliation. His eyes instantly reddened, and he panted like a bull as his body rapidly underwent Dragon Transformation. Then he charged at Zhou Tong.

Yu Luomian's body became a fearsome blue dragon-man. His dragon claws tore through the air, wreathed in destructive lightning, and went straight for Zhou Tong's head.

Everyone watched in terror.

"Boom!"

The next moment,

a deafening crash rang out. The scene everyone had expected, with Zhou Tong's head split open and blood pouring out, never happened.

Instead, Yu Luomian's body shot into the air like a kite with its string cut, then slammed into a boulder in the distance.

"My disciple isn't someone you can bully!"