Yu Tianheng Is Crippled! The Imperial Family and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Become Enemies!

Yu Tianheng wiped all expression from his face, clenched his fists, and fixed a murderous stare on Lin Yan.

That one strike alone had shown him the gap between them.

He couldn't understand how Lin Yan could be this strong when he was clearly only level 16.

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

"This..."

"Purple? Why is it purple?"

He shook his head, thinking that kick had left him seeing things.

But when he looked ahead again, all he saw was Lin Yan's mighty downward strike!

Boom!

Yu Tianheng hurriedly crossed his arms to block it, but the tremendous force smashed straight through and broke his upper left arm.

A stabbing pain shot to his brain. For a moment, Yu Tianheng grimaced in agony.

"You son of a—! Is sneaking up on me all you can do?"

The two unexpected attacks left him more and more frustrated. The fight had only just begun, yet he'd already lost the use of an arm. How was he supposed to fight now?

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

"Sneaking up on you?"

"You haven't even lost yet, and you're already making excuses?"

"You..."

Yu Tianheng stopped himself, his face flushed red. It was hard to tell whether his blood was boiling with rage or he was ashamed.

A wave of hushed whispers rose from the spectators below.

Then Lin Yan said mockingly,

"Now that the fight has started, do you expect me to warn you how to defend yourself before I attack?"

Yu Tianheng said nothing.

Lin Yan continued,

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

[First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!]

Yu Tianheng burst into action. The First Soul Ring at his feet glimmered as both hands shot straight for Lin Yan's throat.

The sudden turn of events startled everyone below the stage.

Dugu Yan nearly ran straight onto the Soul Fighting stage.

But Lin Yan merely shifted slightly to the side, and Yu Tianheng's attack missed.

"Too slow!"

Lin Yan's voice came from behind Yu Tianheng.

The next second, the long spear swept across and slammed into Yu Tianheng's waist.

The strike folded Yu Tianheng into the shape of a prawn and sent him flying far off to the side.

Whoosh!

The spectators below cried out in unison. As they watched Yu Tianheng hit the ground and groan, their faces showed both shock and fear.

"Holy crap! Couldn't a hit like that snap his spine?"

"Why does it feel like this kid's treating Yu Tianheng like a dog on a leash?"

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

"But he really is useless!"

One failure after another, the crowd's chatter, and the anger he'd felt toward Dugu Yan earlier...

All of it piled up. When Yu Tianheng got back to his feet, his eyes were bloodshot and he was panting like a bull.

"Damn it!"

"What's with your Soul Ring?"

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

Lin Yan said,

"I can't be bothered to explain. You're not worth hearing it!"

"I'll ask you once: do you admit defeat?"

On the Soul Fighting stage, Yu Tianheng had been knocked flying, so now the two faced each other once more.

Lin Yan held his spear pointed at Yu Tianheng. His hair fluttered in the wind as Soul Power coursed through him. He looked every bit the picture of majesty.

"Arrogant!"

"Today, I'll grind your bones to dust and uphold the might of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Perhaps Yu Tianheng felt humiliated. Perhaps his temperament was simply volatile and violent. Whatever the reason, his threat was a direct declaration that he intended to kill Lin Yan.

At that, Lin Yan's fingers tightened around the spear, and the last trace of pity he felt for Yu Tianheng vanished like smoke.

[Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Might!]

The Second Soul Ring beneath Yu Tianheng's feet lit up. Centered on him, a vast web of lightning rapidly spread across the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Yan swiftly retreated, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun the arcs of lightning.

With danger closing in, he used the force of his leap to soar high into the air. Then he spun to gather momentum and launched a flying kick, sending his spear straight toward Yu Tianheng.

Boosted by 100% of his three core attributes, the spear streaked like a shooting flame, piercing straight through Yu Tianheng's lower abdomen and pinning him firmly to the ground.

The Thunderous Might that had just spread across the ground vanished instantly as Yu Tianheng was wounded.

Pfft!

Yu Tianheng's hands weakly gripped the shaft of the spear. A mouthful of blood mixed with chunks of his internal organs sprayed onto the ground.

At the sight, the three faculty members concealed nearby could no longer sit still.

"Something's wrong! The flames in that kid's Soul Power are destroying Yu Tianheng's meridians!"

Bai Baoshan was the first to see what was happening. He immediately flew out from hiding and onto the Soul Fighting stage.

"Stop!"

"Lin Yan, stop at once!"

Lin Yan looked up and continued controlling the Evil Fire within the Fire Demon God Spear, letting it eat away at Yu Tianheng's meridians.

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

"I said stop!"

Bai Baoshan swept his hand out, sending a wave of Soul Power to cover 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, much like a second Martial Soul. If it were forcibly crushed, he would inevitably suffer backlash.

In the end, he could only withdraw the spear, unwillingly.

"Damn it! How dare that old geezer attack me directly?"

Lin Yan had originally planned to cripple Yu Tianheng outright.

First, the man had just tried to kill him. There was no reason for Lin Yan to keep holding back.

Second, he had another plan of his own...

Unfortunately, Bai Baoshan's arrival had completely thrown it into disarray.

"Quick, find a healing Soul Master! Go get Clan Head Ye! Hurry!"

Meng Shenji and Zhi Lin hurried over one after another.

Down below, Dugu Yan was utterly stunned.

The scene descended into chaos...

Before long, at the Crown Prince's Mansion.

"Your Highness! Something's happened."

Xue Qinghe was reviewing memorials when he suddenly received a telepathic message. He frowned slightly, then rose and left the main hall, entering a side room.

As soon as he stepped inside, Ci Xue's figure swiftly emerged from the shadows.

"That kid injured Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

At that, the crease between Xue Qinghe's brows relaxed.

Was that all? What was there to get so worked up about? Was Ci Xue trying to tell him the boy was extraordinarily strong? He'd seen that for himself yesterday.

He smiled faintly.

"Oh? If I remember correctly, Yu Tianheng became a Soul Grandmaster quite some time ago."

"Lin Yan beat him? Not bad!"

Seeing that his own master could still smile, Ci Xue looked as though he'd just swallowed a fly.

"Your Highness! Yu Tianheng's been crippled!"

At those words, the smile on Xue Qinghe's face froze.

Ci Xue then recounted the whole matter in detail.

From the beginning, when Yu Tianheng had deliberately picked a fight with Lin Yan because of Dugu Yan, to their duel on the Soul Fighting stage, and Bai Baoshan using Soul Power to forcibly suppress the Fire Demon God Spear.

He told Xue Qinghe every last detail without leaving out a single word.

The room fell silent.

He hadn't expected Lin Yan to be so ruthless as to even attack someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Was the boy simply too arrogant? Or did he have no idea how things stood on the continent?

The image of the sweet, adorable six-year-old boy appeared in Xue Qinghe's mind. After a moment's thought, he leaned more toward the latter.

It was probably normal for a six-year-old child to get carried away in a fight and not know his own strength. Otherwise, they had no real grudge against each other. Lin Yan had no reason to go for the kill.

But now...

"Dugu Yan?"

"Make the preparations. I'm going to see Dugu Bo right now. We absolutely can't let the imperial family take all the blame for this."