"His Highness the Holy Son, it's your turn."
Yu Tianheng stood in the center of the lightning, Dragon Transformation's right arm was hanging down, and the sharp dragon claws left several slender scratches on the bluestone.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon The phantom is entrenched behind him, the dragon's head is held high, and thunder continues to explode from between the scales.
Imperial Fighting Team Everyone has retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena.
Yu Tianheng looked at Qian Renyuan with undisguised provocation in his eyes.
He didn't dare to really take action, but if he was just comparing Martial Soul, who did Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon lose to?
"Since you want to see it so much, this Holy Son will satisfy you."
Qian Renyuan stepped into the martial arts arena.
Meng Shenji raised his palm slightly, keeping his eyes fixed on Yu Tianheng.
Today's exchange is hosted by him. Once Yu Tianheng can't help but take action, he must stop it immediately.
Qian Renyuan stopped more than ten steps away from Yu Tianheng and raised his eyes to glance at the huge dragon shadow.
"Ready?"
Yu Tianheng snorted coldly.
"His Highness the Holy Son, although you release Martial Soul, I hope your Martial Soul is worthy of Yanyan's respect for you."
Dugu Yan's eyes instantly turned cold.
Qian Renyuan smiled. He ignored Yu Tianheng and slowly raised his right hand.
A dark golden light lit up from the palm of his hand.
Buzz!
The air around the martial arts arena shook suddenly.
The light behind Qian Renyuan began to distort, and a blur of Angel Phantom slowly emerged from the dark golden light.
Layers of wings were hidden deep in the dazzling light, and everyone only saw Angel Phantom opening his eyes.
Cold and majestic.
Like a high-altitude god, looking down at the ground.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon behind Yu Tianheng trembled violently.
Roar!
As soon as the high-pitched dragon roar sounded, it seemed to be cut off by an invisible big hand.
The thunderclouds hovering above the martial arts arena quickly dissipated, and the blue-purple thunder and lightning that roamed around were extinguished in an instant.
Yu Tianheng's face froze with confidence.
He could clearly feel that his Martial Soul was fearful.
The phantom of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon stared at the dark gold Angel behind Qian Renyuan. The huge dragon body kept trembling, and the dragon head that was raised high just now began to lower a little.
"Impossible!"
Yu Tianheng roared angrily, and Soul Power rushed into his right arm crazily.
Lightning exploded again between the dragon scales.
He didn't believe that Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon would bow to Martial Soul, a six-year-old child!
"Get up!"
Yu Tianheng Veins popped up on his forehead and he clenched his right hand tightly.
The phantom of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon struggled to raise its head, but just as it met the gaze cast by the dark gold Angel, the dragon's body trembled violently again.
Click!
Yu Tianheng The bluestone under his feet suddenly cracked, his body sank suddenly, and his right knee hit the ground heavily.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon The shadow let out a low whine, the dragon's head completely dropped, and its huge body quickly became illusory.
The three education committee members stared intently at the dark golden shadow behind Qian Renyuan, their old faces no longer calm at all.
Meng Shenji was originally prepared to prevent the two sides from conflicting.
But Qian Renyuan only released a part of Martial Soul, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon knelt down.
Dugu Bo was sitting next to the audience seat, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
A junior Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who has never even stepped into Titled Douluo dares to compare Martial Soul in front of the master?
I simply don't know whether to live or die.
Qian Renyuan slowly lowered his right hand.
The dark golden light then dissipated, and the blurry Angel Phantom also disappeared into his body again.
Yu Tianheng knelt on one knee on the broken bluestone, breathing rapidly, holding his right hand firmly on the ground.
"Is this what you're proud of?"
Qian Renyuan looked at him with a bit of disappointment in his tone.
"This Holy Son originally thought that the best Beast Martial Soul in the world could at least last a little longer."
"Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."
Yu Tianheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes already red with embarrassment.
"What means did you use?"
"Everyone present could see it clearly."
Qian Renyuan looked calm, "The one kneeling down is your own Martial Soul."
Yu Tianheng looked down at the broken bluestone under his knees, his chest heaving violently.
The eyes around him that fell on him made him want to leave the martial arts arena immediately.
"Yanyan."
Yu Tianheng turned his head and looked sharply at Dugu Yan who was standing behind Qian Renyuan.
"You have known for a long time that his Martial Soul can restrain Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?"
Dugu Yan frowned slightly.
"I don't know, but you provoked this comparison with Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Now that you have lost, what else do you want to say?"
Yu Tianheng turned pale.
"I'm just worried that you were deceived by the Spirit Hall!"
He stood up with his hands on the ground, his knees still aching.
"Dugu Clan is the Soul Master family of the Heaven Dou Empire, and you are also a member of Imperial Fighting Team. Whatever Spirit Hall can give you, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can also give you!"
Dugu Yan looked at him, his eyes getting colder and colder.
"What can you give me?"
Yu Tianheng was stunned.
"Resources for cultivation? Soul Bone? Or protection from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"As long as you are willing, I can report it to grandpa and the sect master. With your talent and your majesty Poison Douluo, the sect will definitely take you Dugu Clan seriously!"
Yu Tianheng spoke faster and faster, as if he had finally caught something that could save his face.
Dugu Yan just shook his head slightly.
"Dugu Clan is never short of anything you can give. His Highness the Holy Son has already given you what you can't give."
Yu Tianheng The blood on his face faded little by little.
"Yanyan, we are teammates."
He also wanted to seize the last bit of connection.
"Are you really ready to abandon Imperial Fighting Team for him?"
"When did I say I wanted to leave Heaven Dou Imperial Academy?"
Dugu Yan asked rhetorically.
"I am still a student of the academy and can continue to perform my duties as a member of Imperial Fighting Team."
She took a step forward and stood beside Qian Renyuan.
"But it's not your turn to decide the future for me and Dugu Clan yet."
"Grandpa is loyal to His Highness the Holy Son."
"Me too."
After the last four words fell, Yu Tianheng froze in place.
Qian Renyuan did not continue to watch Yu Tianheng.
A young Soul Master who is carried away by jealousy is not worth wasting too much time.
He turned and looked at the three education committee members.
"Dugu Yan is the result of today's exchange. As for whether others can get the same opportunity, it depends on what chips he can bring up."
Imperial Fighting Team The eyes of several people suddenly changed.
The Martial Soul Evolution of Dugu Yan, and the mysterious Angel Martial Soul that Qian Renyuan just showed, have made this exchange completely different.
As long as they can put up enough chips, they will also have the opportunity to obtain the resources to change Martial Soul?
Yu Tianheng looked back at his teammates, only to find that no one was paying attention to him anymore.
All eyes are on Qian Renyuan.
A slender figure walked out from behind Imperial Fighting Team.
The girl's face was covered with a black gauze, and her long blue hair hung down behind her shoulders. She walked a few steps away from Qian Renyuan and bowed.
"Ye Lingling, what are you doing?"
Yu Tianheng couldn't help but speak.
The girl ignored him.
She looked at Qian Renyuan, and her cold voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.
"His Highness the Holy Son, if a Martial Soul problem comes not from poisoning, but from Martial Soul itself..."
"Can you change too?"
Qian Renyuan looked at her with a hint of interest in his eyes.
"What do you want from this Holy Son? And what are you going to give in exchange?"