Finals!

Night deepened.

The lights of Spirit City gradually went out, and the entire city fell silent.

Yet beneath that silence, undercurrents stirred.

In a secret chamber somewhere within Spirit Hall, Shadow Thirteen knelt on one knee and reported the day's intelligence to a figure hidden in the darkness.

"My lord, Zhao Tian defeated Feng Xiaotian of the Four Elements Academy today, displaying combat abilities far beyond those of Soul Masters at his level."

"The Radiant Phoenix Spirit is indeed extraordinary. His physical strength and spiritual power also far exceed those of others at the same level."

The figure in the darkness fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Who is his opponent tomorrow?"

"Most likely Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Yu Tianheng... Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon..."

The figure chuckled softly.

"Interesting."

"Then let's see how far he can go."

The next morning.

Sunlight once again spilled over Spirit City, and a sea of people gathered outside the arena.

Today was the day of the finals.

Zhao Tian stood before a mirror, looking at his reflection.

A night of cultivation had healed more than half his injuries, and his complexion had regained much of its color.

Though he had not fully returned to peak condition, it was enough to handle one match.

He changed into a brand-new white martial outfit, then turned and pushed open the door.

Ning Rongrong was already waiting outside, holding a bowl of hot porridge.

"Zhao Tian, eat something. You still have a match today."

Zhao Tian took the bowl and drank a mouthful. The warm porridge flowed into his stomach, warming his entire body.

"Thanks, Rongrong."

"You're welcome!"

Ning Rongrong smiled, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

"Today, Rongrong will be watching you from below the stage too."

"You have to win!"

On the day of the finals, the arena was packed to the brim.

Cheers rose and fell from the stands, and everyone's attention was focused on the fighting platform.

Today's battle would be the most anticipated match of the entire tournament.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Zhao Tian.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianheng.

One was a genius who had awakened the supreme Radiant Phoenix Spirit at the age of six. The other was a powerhouse who wielded the top-tier beast spirit, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Both had displayed overwhelming strength in their previous four matches, yet their styles were completely different.

Zhao Tian was known for being nimble and adaptable, calm and decisive. He never retreated before powerful opponents and always seized their weaknesses to win with a single strike.

Yu Tianheng, on the other hand, relied purely on absolute power to crush every opponent. All three of his matches had ended in one move; no one had ever withstood a second attack from him.

At this moment, in the resting area.

Yu Tianheng sat in a chair with his arms folded over his chest, his eyes slightly closed as faint blue lightning flickered around him.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit was itself a top-tier beast spirit with lightning attributes. Combined with his natural affinity for lightning, simply sitting there gave off an oppressive aura.

"Tianheng, today's opponent is no simple matter."

A middle-aged man beside Yu Tianheng spoke in a low voice.

He was an accompanying elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

"I watched Zhao Tian's matches. The combat talent he displayed in his battle against Feng Xiaotian was astonishing. You must not underestimate him."

Yu Tianheng slowly opened his eyes, and a flicker of lightning flashed through his blue pupils.

"I have never had the habit of underestimating my opponents."

"No matter who my opponent is, I will give it my all."

The elder nodded, satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

"Good. Go on, then. Let the entire continent witness the might of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Yu Tianheng rose to his feet, stretched his body, and headed toward the fighting platform.

On the other side, Zhao Tian also stood up.

Ning Rongrong held his hand tightly, her little face full of nervousness.

"Zhao Tian, that Yu Tianheng's spirit is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. It has lightning attributes, and its attack power is very strong..."

"Rongrong will be watching you from below the stage. You... you have to be careful."

Zhao Tian looked into her worried eyes and smiled faintly.

"Don't worry. I'll win."

"Mm!"

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously and let go of his hand.

Zhao Tian turned and walked toward the fighting platform.

On the platform, the two stood facing each other.

Yu Tianheng was nearly one and a half meters tall, more than half a head taller than Zhao Tian. He had a robust build, and faint sparks of lightning danced around him.

Zhao Tian looked much thinner by comparison, but his back was straight, and his gaze was calm and resolute.

"Zhao Tian."

Yu Tianheng spoke in a deep voice.

"I watched all your matches. You're strong."

"But your Soul Power Level is lower than mine, and I have already prepared for your methods of attack. You have no chance of winning today."

Zhao Tian looked at him without changing expression.

"Finished?"

Yu Tianheng paused, then the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

"I'm finished. Then come on."

"The match begins!"

The referee gave the order.

Yu Tianheng was the first to unleash his spirit!

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, possess me!"

Thunder exploded!

Blue lightning burst forth from Yu Tianheng's body, coiling over the surface of his body like electric serpents.

His body swelled noticeably. Blue dragon scales covered his arms, his eyes became vertical slits, and they shone with a beastlike light.

Two yellow soul rings rose from beneath his feet.

A violent aura of lightning spread outward from him, making the air above the platform seem to crackle with electricity.

Zhao Tian released his spirit without hesitation.

Radiant Phoenix, possess me!

A golden phantom of a phoenix emerged behind him, and two yellow soul rings rose beneath his feet.

The golden aura of light collided with the blue aura of lightning, kicking up violent waves of air across the platform.

"First Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Yu Tianheng attacked first, and his first soul ring lit up.

A dense layer of blue lightning covered his right hand. His five fingers curled into a claw as he lunged at Zhao Tian.

It was fast, powerful, and carried the numbing effect of lightning!

Zhao Tian did not take it head-on, instead twisting aside to evade.

But the residual lightning from the Thunder Dragon Claw still grazed his shoulder. A numbing sensation spread through him, slowing his movements by half a beat.

"What tyrannical lightning!"

Zhao Tian was startled inwardly and quickly circulated the Radiant Divine Canon to dispel the numbness.

Yu Tianheng gave him no chance to catch his breath. His second soul ring immediately lit up.

"Second Soul Skill—Thunderous Might!"

Blue lightning erupted from Yu Tianheng's body, transforming into countless electric serpents that enveloped Zhao Tian.

This was a wide-range soul skill that covered half the entire platform!

Zhao Tian had nowhere to dodge!

"Phoenix Holy Light Blast!"

Zhao Tian shouted softly, and his first soul ring lit up.

A dazzling beam of light burst from his palm and collided head-on with Thunderous Might.

Boom!

Golden and blue energy clashed violently, releasing a deafening roar.

The immense impact sent Zhao Tian stumbling back several steps. The bluestone tiles beneath his feet shattered, leaving behind a deep trail.

Yu Tianheng also took half a step back, but quickly steadied himself.

"Not bad. You can take my Thunderous Might head-on."

A trace of approval flashed through Yu Tianheng's eyes.

"But how long can your Soul Power last?"

Zhao Tian did not answer, but he knew clearly that his previous attack had consumed a considerable amount of Soul Power.

Yu Tianheng's Soul Power was a full six levels higher than his. A drawn-out battle would be extremely unfavorable for him.

"I have to end this quickly."

Zhao Tian made his judgment.

He stopped defending passively and instead took the initiative to attack.