Liu Erlong Wanted Another Beating, So He Had No Choice but to Indulge Her

Another challenge...

After his battle with Liu Erlong, Meng Chen was completely numb.

The battle with the Soul Saint was extremely dangerous, and he is now somewhat weakened.

However, judging from Yu Tianheng's unwilling expression, he would probably keep pestering her until the very end if she didn't agree.

Helpless, Meng Chen could only nod. "Okay."

He was determined to make Yu Tianheng suffer greatly.

Unaware of the situation, Yu Tianheng was overjoyed, while Yu Feng and the others, who were observing, sensed something was amiss.

Because a dangerous glint flashed in Meng Chen's eyes.

Oh no, is Tianheng going to be in trouble?

Amidst Yu Feng and the others' ominous premonition, Meng Chen and Yu Tianheng stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena in the training ground.

Meng Chen took out the Thunder Hell Vine Whip, its silver arcs of electricity flickering and crackling.

External Soul Bone?!

Yu Tianheng's gaze became focused, and three Soul Ring around his body lit up simultaneously. His right arm expanded and Dragon Transformation, with blue lightning crackling wildly on it, and scales and claws of the same color gleaming with a cold light.

It seems Tianheng has made some progress...

Meng Chen discovered that the area covered by the Yu Tianheng Dragon Transformation had increased.

"Meng Chen, unleash your fifth Soul Skill!"

Yu Tianheng shouted with boundless pride.

Meng Chen didn't care. As soon as his fifth Soul Ring lit up, the Demonic Thunder Domain expanded rapidly, even encompassing the audience seats. Yu Feng and the others immediately felt the suppression from within, and their expressions changed.

Osler exclaimed, "Brother Tianheng is in danger! It seems that Meng Chen's domain only allows him to unleash less than half of his full power!"

Yu Feng agreed, "It seems like Brother Tianheng is going to have a tough time, but Meng Chen probably won't make things difficult for him, though he'll inevitably suffer a blow."

Hearing Yu Feng's words, everyone smiled wryly.

In fact, they were just as devastated.

Yu Tianheng's expression changed as he was enveloped by Meng Chen's Demonic Thunder Domain.

He could only activate his third Soul Skill first, causing the blue lightning around him to surge violently, increasing his lightning power and Soul Power. However, under the suppression of the Demonic Thunder Domain, the increase was not significant; his lightning power only increased by 20%, and his Soul Power only increased by 10%.

However, it's better than nothing!

Yu Tianheng flew forward, his Dragon Transformation right claw suddenly swung out, and his first Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw, wrapped in violent blue lightning, grabbed towards Meng Chen. The claw shadow was sharp and swift, and even though it was not at its peak under the suppression of the Demonic Thunder Domain, it should not be underestimated!

Faced with this move, Meng Chen neither retreated nor dodged, but instead wielded the Thunder Hell Vine Whip, striking Yu Tianheng's dragon claw wrapped in blue lightning with pinpoint accuracy!

The silver Thunder Hell Vine Whip and the blue lightning of Yu Tianheng collided, unleashing a tremendous sound!

The blue arcs of electricity from the Thunder Dragon Claw were instantly swallowed up, leaving not a trace behind.

Yu Tianheng felt a terrifying power of lightning emanating from him. The lightning around him was suppressed and then absorbed.

Under Yu Tianheng's very nose, the Dragon Transformation phenomenon on his right arm quickly subsided.

"No way?!"

Yu Tianheng exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Meng Chen's abilities have grown that much?

Yu Tianheng felt he had truly given up and was about to say something to Meng Chen with a helpless expression when, unexpectedly, Meng Chen's whip came flying out of nowhere!

Holy crap!

Yu Tianheng was greatly alarmed and hurriedly said, "I admit it..."

Snap!

Meng Chen lashed him across the mouth with a whip to prevent him from admitting defeat.

Then he lashed his leg with the whip to prevent him from escaping.

Yu Tianheng groaned and fell to the ground, but Meng Chen's whipping did not stop. The second, third, and fourth lashes were like continuous spring rain, each one striking Yu Tianheng's shoulder and back with precision.

In Meng Chen's hands, the Thunder Hell Vine Whip seemed to come alive, each lash precisely avoiding vital points and striking the thickest part of Yu Tianheng's defenses.

"Aaaaaaahh...

Yu Tianheng screamed in agony, enduring not only the pain of being whipped but also the electric shocks. His hair stood on end, and his clothes began to smell burnt.

"Aaaaaah!"

Even more surprisingly, Meng Chen's lightning allowed Yu Tianheng to spontaneously learn electronic music; the trembling tone seemed to be asking Meng Chen what he would use to repay what he owed Yu Tianheng.

Yu Feng and the others watched this scene with a mixture of awe and pity in their eyes.

He revered Meng Chen and sympathized with Yu Tianheng.

"Holy crap, holy crap! This is like a father beating his son!"

Osler's Adam's apple bobbed, and he silently stepped back, as if afraid that the whip would suddenly fly towards him.

"Too brutal, too cruel..."

Osler muttered to himself.

The two brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, also twitched at the corners of their eyes.

They doubted that even if they cultivated to the same Soul King level as Meng Chen, they still wouldn't be able to withstand Meng Chen's whip.

After Yu Tianheng had endured seven lashes, Meng Chen stopped.

When Meng Chen heard Yu Tianheng's electronic music, he felt a chill run down his spine, fearing that he might beat Yu Tianheng into a fool.

"Now you know how powerful I am!"

Meng Chen said fiercely, then went to help Yu Tianheng up.

Yu Tianheng, catching his breath, forced a glare at Meng Chen and said, "You... you did this on purpose..."

"Hey!"

Meng Chen attempted to use his charm to get away with it.

After beating Yu Tianheng, Meng Chen wanted to go back to his dormitory, but was stopped by an unexpected person.

"You... haven't had enough of my beating yet?"

Meng Chen looked at Liu Erlong with a puzzled expression.

Meng Chen's words made Liu Erlong's face stiffen.

"I was careless last time and didn't dodge. Don't think that Soul Saint are so easy to deal with. Let's have another round!"

Liu Erlong's voice was stiff, as if he was speaking deliberately to cover up some emotion.

"Little guy, you seem to be in trouble. Do you need my help?"

A soft, alluring voice rang out; it was Ye Xishui.

Meng Chen snorted upon hearing this.

Damn it, where was she when Liu Erlong almost beat me to death a few days ago?

"Hey, I just happened to be busy at that time, training a new follower."

Ye Xishui seemed to sense Meng Chen's displeasure, and actually tried to use Meng Chen's tricks to get away with it.

Meng Chen remained silent.

"Wait until I really can't beat them before you intervene."

Meng Chen sighed, then pulled out the Thunder Hell Vine Whip!

When Liu Erlong saw Meng Chen's Thunder Hell Vine Whip, her body seemed to tremble slightly. She bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "You... you're not allowed to use that thing!"

Meng Chen sneered, "Aunt Liu, are you out of your mind? You think I can't use a weapon just because I'm older?

Seeing that Liu Erlong was afraid of his whip, Meng Chen decisively activated the Thunder Hell Vine Whip to its maximum power and lashed it at Liu Erlong.

"Ouch!"

For some reason, Liu Erlong actually took the lash squarely.

For some reason, looking at the whip, Liu Erlong suddenly felt no desire to resist; that tingling, itchy feeling returned.

Red, swollen whip marks and charred electrical scars quickly appeared on her body.

"Now you know how powerful I am, you lowly slave!"

Meng Chen instinctively shouted, then continued whipping.

"I..."

Liu Erlong originally wanted to retort, but Meng Chen lashed out with his whip, and the water was like the floodwaters of Thermopylae. It would take at least 300 Spartan warriors to withstand it.

She quickly clenched her fists, not daring to make any unnecessary movements, her face flushed red.

Damn it, what's going on?

Seeing Liu Erlong's face flushed and panting from his beating, Meng Chen suddenly realized something.

Generally speaking, if a person experiences trauma in childhood, such as humiliating education or long-term psychological neglect, they are more likely to crave attention from the outside world as an adult.

Liu Erlong seems to have grown up in this kind of environment, and now it appears that a switch has been flipped.

Thinking of this, Meng Chen threatened, "If you don't want to get beaten up, you're not allowed to talk to me like that again!"

With a single lash of the whip, Liu Erlong nearly collapsed; this couldn't be exposed.

She quickly replied, sounding aggrieved, "I... I understand."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Meng Chen suddenly realized that this seemed pretty good.

Damn, did I accidentally turn on some weird switch too?

"Little guy, you... I never expected you to be like this."

Ye Xishui's voice, Sound Transmission, rang in Meng Chen's ears.