Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, Ye Lingling's Cheer!

Thousand-Year Soul Ring third soul skill, Thunder Fury!

After unleashing Thunder Fury, Yu Tianheng would enter a berserk state. At the same time, his lightning power would increase by one hundred percent, while his Soul Power would rise by fifty percent.

However, unless Yu Tianheng actively ended the skill, he would keep this soul skill active until his Soul Power was completely exhausted.

Activating Thunder Fury also consumed a tremendous amount of Yu Tianheng's Soul Power and could even place a burden on his body.

Ever since obtaining this soul skill, Yu Tianheng had never used it before. This was his first time unleashing it.

That explosive energy was immensely powerful, almost instantly blasting apart the Blue Silver Emperor vines Xia Yuan had wrapped around Yu Tianheng.

At the same time, Yu Tianheng's second soul skill, Thunderbolt, had its attack power raised to its peak under Thunder Fury's one-hundred-percent boost to lightning power.

The electric snakes around his body swelled almost simultaneously, transforming into countless lightning arrows that shot toward Xia Yuan.

This time, Yu Tianheng had truly gone all out. The blue-violet electric snakes erupted with terrifying force.

At the same time, he swung his right arm, condensing another Thunder Dragon Claw strengthened by Thunder Fury.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan immediately controlled the Blue Silver Emperor vines to entwine with one another, layer upon layer piling up before him.

"Xia Yuan, go!" A voice called out from below the stage. It was Ye Lingling.

Standing below the stage, her gaze held only Xia Yuan's figure, and a faint blush colored her face.

"Lingling, you..." Dugu Yan had not expected the usually reserved Ye Lingling to take the initiative to cheer Xia Yuan on. She was momentarily stunned.

"I... I promised him I would cheer for him." Ye Lingling's cheeks grew slightly hot. She lowered her head, her toes unconsciously rubbing against the ground.

Not far away, a handsome young man with short golden hair said in shock, "Damn, doesn't she usually never talk?"

Ye Lingling was famously quiet at the academy. Even when someone asked her a question, she would only respond with a few brief words. Since when would she take the initiative to cheer someone on in a setting like this?

Could it be that Xia Yuan had only transferred in recently, yet had already won Ye Lingling over right under their noses?

Ye Lingling might not have been some frosty ice queen, but she was still a cool and elegant beauty. How had she ended up with the new transfer student so easily?

"What a waste of beauty!" the youth sighed.

A nearby youth with similarly golden hair and a face as beautiful as a woman's spoke up. "Give it a rest, Yu Feng. That kid looks even prettier than you."

"Osler, aren't you jealous of him? Don't you envy him?" Yu Feng shot Osler a sidelong glance.

"I..." Osler was about to say something when another cry of alarm drew his attention. He turned to look at the Soul Fighting Arena.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Xia Yuan's second soul ring also lit up with a deep purple glow, and a brilliant golden spear condensed in his right hand.

The teacher serving as referee sensed the formidable aura radiating from Xia Yuan's Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, and his expression changed.

The next moment, the electric snakes split off by Yu Tianheng's Thunderbolt were the first to break through the Blue Silver Emperor's defenses, opening a path for the Thunder Dragon Claw to strike through.

At that moment, Xia Yuan directly hurled his Blue Silver Tyrant Spear. In an instant, it pierced through Yu Tianheng's Thunder Dragon Claw and blasted it into countless sparks of electricity.

Yet the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear did not vanish. It continued flying forward, shooting straight at Yu Tianheng.

It was Yu Tianheng's first time using a Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill, so he was not very proficient with it and had wasted a great deal of Soul Power.

After using the Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill, he had consecutively unleashed two more soul skills. Now, faced with the brilliant golden Blue Silver Tyrant Spear shooting at his kidney, he had no time to react at all.

At the critical moment, the referee, who had already activated Martial Soul Possession, stepped in front of him just in time.

Six soul rings rose and fell around the referee's body. He was actually a Soul Emperor!

"Hah!" The referee shouted. One of his soul rings suddenly lit up, and he thrust both palms forward, forming a white-glowing shield that forcibly blocked the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear.

Meanwhile, cold sweat was already pouring down Yu Tianheng's back.

If the referee had not blocked that strike, and he had taken the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear unprepared, wouldn't he have been battered black and blue?

Was this really the power a Soul Grandmaster's soul skill should possess?

And Xia Yuan, a Soul Grandmaster, had actually defeated Yu Tianheng, a Three-Ring Soul Elder, without suffering a scratch—a Three-Ring Soul Elder with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.

This not only proved that his Martial Soul could rival or even surpass a top-tier Beast Martial Soul like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon in strength, but also showed that Xia Yuan himself was a stronger fighter than Yu Tianheng.

Below the stage, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan stared blankly at the Xia Yuan who had stolen the spotlight.

Xia Yuan had really done it...

He had actually defeated Yu Tianheng.

But then Dugu Yan began to worry.

Yu Tianheng had mocked Xia Yuan mercilessly before. What if Xia Yuan turned around and demanded that Yu Tianheng kneel and apologize to him...

Although that would only be Yu Tianheng getting what he deserved for being inferior, the problem was that Yu Tianheng had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind him.

That was one of the Upper Three Sects!

A superpower with a Title Douluo!

No matter what, Xia Yuan could not possibly have any major backing, could he?

His surname was neither Tang nor Ning, and his Martial Soul was neither the Clear Sky Hammer nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It was merely mutated Blue Silver Grass!

What major faction would have someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?

Even if he belonged to Spirit Hall, he would not have come here instead of attending Spirit Hall Academy.

If Xia Yuan really acted like this just to vent his anger, then if Yu Tianheng called for help, Heaven Dou Royal Academy would never be able to protect Xia Yuan unless Xue Ye himself came in person!

Still, most Title Douluo cared about their reputation, especially the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which valued its pride above all else.

It was unlikely that the sect master, a Title Douluo, would personally step in. More likely, it would be Yu Tianheng's father.

If Yu Tianheng's father came, there might still be room to negotiate.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, the referee put away his Martial Soul with lingering apprehension.

Yu Tianheng hid behind the referee. Once his initial terror faded, waves of anger began to rise within him.

He had actually been afraid!

He had actually felt fear toward a Soul Grandmaster!

Most importantly, if the result of this battle were reported back to the clan, what would his father, his grandfather the sect master, and those elders think of him?

He had tarnished the honor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul as the world's number one Beast Martial Soul!

"Yu Tianheng and Xia Yuan's Soul Fighting Arena wager match—Xia Yuan wins!" the referee announced the final result.

"All right, you may leave now. Once you return, private fighting is forbidden!"

"If the academy discovers that you have fought privately, you will be dealt with according to academy rules! There will be no special treatment for you!"