Yu Tianheng Crippled! The Imperial Family Versus the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Yu Tianheng wiped all expression from his face, clenching his fists as he stared fixedly at Lin Yan.

From this single strike alone, he saw the gap between them.

He could not understand how Lin Yan was capable of such a feat, especially when his opponent was only level 16.

He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes...

"This..."

"Purple? Why is it purple?"

He shook his head, thinking he had hallucinated from that kick earlier.

However, when he looked ahead again, what he saw was Lin Yan descending with a crushing blow!

BOOM!

Yu Tianheng hurriedly crossed his arms to block, but the immense force actually snapped his left arm, which had been on top.

Piercing pain flooded his brain, causing Yu Tianheng to wince and grit his teeth.

"You bastard! Is sneak attacking all you know how to do?"

Two surprise attacks left him feeling increasingly stifled. The fight had only just begun, yet he had already lost the use of one arm—how was he supposed to continue?

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes, his expression full of disdain.

"Sneak attack?"

"The match isn't even over yet, and you're already making excuses for yourself?"

"You..."

Yu Tianheng stopped mid-sentence, his face flushing a deep red, whether from surging blood or shame, it was hard to tell.

A wave of whispers erupted from the crowd below.

At this moment, Lin Yan said with a playful expression.

"Once the battle starts, do you expect me to warn you how to defend before I attack?"

Yu Tianheng remained silent.

Lin Yan continued:

"Are you still fighting or not? If not, just admit defeat."

[First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!]

Yu Tianheng suddenly erupted into action, his first soul ring glowing as he lunged, his hands clawing straight for Lin Yan's throat.

This sudden change startled everyone off the stage.

Dugu Yan nearly rushed onto the arena floor herself.

However... Lin Yan simply shifted his body slightly, causing Yu Tianheng to lunge at empty air.

"Too slow!"

Lin Yan's voice rang out from behind Yu Tianheng.

The next second, his long spear swept out with a violent force, slamming directly into Yu Tianheng's waist.

The strike bent Yu Tianheng into the shape of a shrimp, sending him flying sideways a great distance.

Whoa!

The audience gasped in unison, looking at the groaning Yu Tianheng on the ground, their faces filled with a mix of shock and fear.

"Holy crap? Won't his spine actually break from a hit like that?"

"How does it feel like this kid is just walking a dog while fighting Yu Tianheng?"

"Huh? You dare say that to Yu Tianheng's face?"

"The point is, he really isn't doing well!"

The successive failures, combined with the chatter from the crowd and his previous rage over Dugu Yan...

Everything piled up at once. After rising to his feet, Yu Tianheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox.

"Damn you!"

"What is going on with your soul ring?"

"Didn't you say you were only level 16?"

Lin Yan:

"I can't be bothered to explain it to you; you aren't worthy of hearing it!"

"I'll only ask you this: do you admit defeat?"

On the arena, because Yu Tianheng had been sent flying, the two were once again standing opposite each other.

Lin Yan pointed his long spear directly at Yu Tianheng, his hair dancing in the wind as his soul power surged, looking nothing short of imposing.

"Arrogant!"

"Today, I will grind your bones to dust to bolster the prestige of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan!"

Perhaps feeling humiliated, or perhaps because Yu Tianheng was inherently perverse and violent by nature, the harsh words he spat out were a direct attempt on Lin Yan's life.

At this, Lin Yan's knuckles tightened around his spear, and the last shred of pity he held for Yu Tianheng vanished into thin air.

[Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Might!]

The second soul ring beneath Yu Tianheng's feet lit up, and with him at the center, a vast web of lightning rapidly spread across the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Yan retreated at high speed, but clearly, no matter how fast he was, he could not outrun the arcs of lightning.

In the face of crisis, he simply utilized the force of his jump to leap high into the air, then rotated to gain momentum, delivering a flying kick that sent his spear hurtling directly toward Yu Tianheng.

With a 100% boost to his three-dimensional attributes, the spear became like a flaming meteor, piercing straight through Yu Tianheng's lower abdomen and pinning him firmly to the ground.

The original "Thunderous Might" dissipated instantly as Yu Tianheng suffered his injury.

Puh-wah!

Yu Tianheng gripped the shaft of the spear with listless hands, a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs spraying directly at his feet.

Seeing this scene, the three committee members hiding in the shadows could no longer sit still.

"This is bad! The fire within that boy's soul power is destroying Yu Tianheng's meridians!"

Bai Baoshan was the first to grasp the situation on the field, immediately flying from the shadows to hover above the soul fighting arena.

"Stop!"

"Lin Yan, cease your attack at once!"

Lin Yan looked up, continuing to control the Evil Fire within the Fire Demon God Spear to erode Yu Tianheng's meridians.

"But he hasn't admitted defeat yet, has he?"

"I told you to stop, old man!"

Bai Baoshan waved his large hand, casting a surge of soul power directly over the Fire Demon God Spear.

In an instant, Lin Yan felt a tightness in his chest.

The Fire Demon God Spear was his soul skill, akin to a second tool spirit; if it were forcibly crushed, he would inevitably suffer a backlash.

In the end, he had no choice but to unwillingly retract the spear.

Damn it! This old thing actually dared to strike at me directly?

Lin Yan had originally intended to cripple Yu Tianheng.

For one, the guy had already shown murderous intent toward him, so there was no reason to hold back.

For another, he had his own separate plan...

It was just a pity that Bai Baoshan's appearance had completely disrupted that plan.

"Quick, find a healing soul master! Go find Clan Head Ye! Quickly!"

Meng Shenji and Zhi Lin arrived one after another.

Dugu Yan stood below the stage, completely stunned.

The scene descended into chaos...

Not long after, at the Crown Prince's Mansion.

"Young Master! Something has happened."

Xue Qinghe, who was in the middle of reviewing memorials, suddenly received a mental transmission. He frowned slightly, then rose to leave the main hall and walked into a side room.

As soon as he entered, the figure of Ci Xue rapidly materialized from the shadows.

"That boy has wounded Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan."

Upon hearing this, the furrow between Xue Qinghe's brows smoothed out.

Just this? What is there to be nervous about? Is Ci Xue trying to tell me that fellow has extraordinary strength? I already witnessed that yesterday.

He smiled faintly.

"Oh? If I recall correctly, Yu Tianheng has been a Great Soul Master for a long time now."

"Lin Yan defeated him? Not bad strength!"

Seeing his Young Master still able to smile, Ci Xue's expression became uglier than if he had swallowed a fly.

"Young Master! Yu Tianheng has been crippled!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Xue Qinghe's face instantly stiffened.

Following that, Ci Xue recounted the events between Lin Yan and Yu Tianheng in detail.

From the beginning, where Yu Tianheng intentionally caused trouble for Lin Yan because of Dugu Yan, to their duel on the arena, and finally Bai Baoshan using his soul power to forcibly suppress the Fire Demon God Spear.

Everything, down to the last word, was told to Xue Qinghe.

The room fell into silence.

He had not expected Lin Yan to be so ruthless, daring to strike even a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan.

Was he simply too arrogant, or did this fellow have no understanding of the continent's political landscape at all?

The image of the boy's well-behaved, adorable smiling face surfaced in Xue Qinghe's mind. He pondered for a moment and ultimately leaned toward the latter.

For a six-year-old child, it was only natural to lack restraint during a fight; otherwise, with no grudge or enmity between them, Lin Yan would have no reason to go for the kill.

But as things stood now...

"Dugu Yan?"

"Get ready. I am going to find Dugu Bo right now. We absolutely cannot let the Imperial Family take the fall for this alone."