Confident Yu Tianheng, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Is the World's Number One Beast Martial Soul

Dugu Yan was curious about Meng Chen only because of his excessively outrageous soul ring configuration. She had no other thoughts whatsoever.

On one side was an unfamiliar specially recruited student she was merely somewhat curious about.

On the other was her almost-boyfriend, who had pursued her for a year and came from one of the Upper Three Sects.

Dugu Yan knew perfectly well whose side she stood on.

"Not necessarily. Meng Chen's martial soul isn't a mutated martial soul."

Suddenly, a cool voice sounded beside Yu Feng and the others. They all turned around to see Ye Lingling.

Seeing that her bestie had arrived, Dugu Yan hurriedly stepped forward, pulled Ye Lingling down to sit, and snuggled up against her.

"Lingling, come clean. How much do you know about that Meng Chen? Your big sister here bet ten thousand gold soul coins on Tianheng to win!"

"Yan-jie, you moved that fast?"

Yu Feng was stunned. No, when had Dugu Yan placed her bet?

"I had Ao Si Luo place it for me. Lingling, hurry and tell me what's special about Meng Chen's martial soul. I should still have time to change my bet."

Dugu Yan shook Ye Lingling's arm and pleaded with her bestie. She couldn't just watch her ten thousand gold soul coins go down the drain.

However, Ye Lingling raised a hand and pointed at Ao Si Luo, who had already returned. A trace of schadenfreude appeared on her lovely face.

"Yanzi, I'm afraid you can't change it now."

Seeing Ao Si Luo return so quickly, Dugu Yan felt for the first time that he ought to switch martial souls with the Shi brothers.

Ao Si Luo was baffled when he saw Dugu Yan looking at him with resentful eyes.

"Yan-jie, could you not look at me like that? It scares me."

Dugu Yan gave a soft snort and continued privately chatting with Ye Lingling, leaving Ao Si Luo completely at a loss.

Yu Feng had Ao Si Luo sit beside him and quietly explained what had happened. By the time Ao Si Luo finished listening, he was numb.

Was being fast a crime now?!

Before long, the spectator stands of the Soul Fighting Arena were filled with students, along with a number of teachers. The venue was soon buzzing with voices and brimming with excitement.

"Yanzi, Lingling, so you're here."

Qin Ming came over. Dugu Yan, Ao Si Luo, and the others greeted him one after another. Qin Ming nodded with a smile and found a seat.

Not long after, Meng Chen and Yu Tianheng stepped onto the stage.

The teacher presiding over the soul fight stood between them. After explaining several precautions, eagle wings spread from his back, and he flew into the air.

Yu Tianheng looked at Meng Chen, battle intent boiling in his eyes. A burst of blue lightning bloomed between his brows, and threads of blue thunder emerged from across his body, slithering around him like electric serpents.

Two yellow and one purple soul rings rose beneath Yu Tianheng's feet. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul appeared behind him and roared toward the heavens, its dragon might sweeping across more than half the Soul Fighting Arena!

"Yu Tianheng, level thirty-eight assault-type Battle Soul Elder, martial soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Please enlighten me!"

Yu Tianheng declared proudly, his voice like thunder as it echoed throughout the arena.

Crackle, crackle.

Purple lightning also flowed across Meng Chen's body, even more intense than Yu Tianheng's and threaded with faint multicolored radiance, dazzling and brilliant.

Thick Thunder Hell Vines, as robust as serpents, slithered from his palm like Thunder Jiaos. Their branches and leaves resembled claws, thunder coiling around them as they swayed gracefully.

"Meng Chen, level thirty-nine assault-type Battle Soul Elder, martial soul: Thunder Hell Vine."

When the soul rings that exceeded the normal standards of a Soul Elder appeared, quite a few students cried out in surprise. Yu Tianheng's expression also grew solemn.

Hearing about it and seeing it with his own eyes were two entirely different things.

So it really is two purple and one black. What a monster. But why is he assault-type? Shouldn't he be control-type?

Yu Tianheng was secretly shaken. His third soul ring was only a thousand-year ring. Following the proper progression, when he broke through to become a Titled Douluo in the future, his configuration would be the same as his grandfather's: two yellow, two purple, and five black.

But with Meng Chen's configuration, seven of his future nine soul rings would be ten-thousand-year rings, giving him a considerable advantage in soul skills.

Yet soul skills alone did not determine victory or defeat between soul masters. What mattered even more was their martial souls.

He, Yu Tianheng, possessed the world's number one beast martial soul: the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Meng Chen had a mutated plant martial soul, and it was lightning-attributed at that. By nature, it stood a head below his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Moreover, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had extremely high resistance to lightning and could even absorb the power of thunder for its own use.

So what if Meng Chen had greater soul power and better soul rings? He had already lost when it came to martial souls.

Seeing both sides reveal their martial souls, the referee teacher in midair raised his hand, then swept it down.

"The soul fight begins!"

The instant his words fell, Yu Tianheng's right arm underwent a drastic change, swelling enormously.

His sleeve burst apart as his arm expanded. The entire arm became incomparably thick, covered in blue scales, while his hand transformed into a dragon claw. Blue lightning gathered and surged across it, looking savage and terrifying!

This was the special trait of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul. Once a soul master broke through level thirty, parts of their body would undergo dragonification, greatly enhancing their physical strength and innate attributes.

Boom!!!

"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Yu Tianheng swung his dragon claw and charged at Meng Chen like a cannonball. Before he even arrived, blue lightning had already formed into a claw in midair.

The air distorted wherever the Thunder Dragon Claw passed, erupting with crackling sounds that made one's heart tremble. It seemed intent on taking down Meng Chen in a single blow!

Yet Meng Chen stood as steady as a mountain, treating the Thunder Dragon Claw as if it were nothing. He merely lifted a hand, and over a dozen Thunder Hell Vines appeared out of thin air, transforming into a wall of vines at lightning speed in front of him.

"Hmph! Do you think that can stop me?!"

Yu Tianheng roared as his dragon claw came crashing down. Its talons tore through the air with a shrill explosive burst, seeking to shatter the vine wall!

Clang!!!

A piercing sound like metal striking metal rang out. Yu Tianheng felt as though his dragon claw had struck a block of hundred-forged refined iron. It was incomparably hard, and even his fingertips hurt.

He stared at the vine wall in disbelief. A claw strike containing eighty percent of his strength had only torn through a single layer of bark!

"Fuck, this is a plant!?"

Yu Tianheng blurted out a curse without thinking. What kind of plant martial soul was this hard?!

Dugu Yan and the others were stunned as well.

Yu Tianheng's Thunder Dragon Claw was unstoppable. Even the Shi brothers needed to use soul skills to withstand it, yet Meng Chen had blocked it solely with the martial soul itself.

Just how hard was his Thunder Hell Vine?!

But Meng Chen had no intention of giving Yu Tianheng time to think.

His figure flickered, and he appeared at Yu Tianheng's side.

He clenched his five fingers, and three Thunder Hell Vines twisted together. In just two seconds, they formed a Thunder Hell Spear, which stabbed straight toward Yu Tianheng's kidney!

Fuck! No martial honor at all!

Yu Tianheng's expression changed drastically as he cursed inwardly and abruptly twisted aside to dodge. Meng Chen immediately swept his spear horizontally, and Yu Tianheng's second soul ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Might!"

The countless electric serpents circling his body all expanded at once, transforming into innumerable arrows of lightning that flashed outward in every direction, trying to force Meng Chen back!

Yet Meng Chen showed no intention of retreating. Facing the overwhelming thunder, he swept across all directions, lashing the Thunder Hell Spear toward Yu Tianheng's chest.

Yu Tianheng had no choice but to hurriedly raise his dragon arm before his chest, barely blocking the sweep.

"This is bad, that strength!"

The next instant, Yu Tianheng felt an overwhelming force travel through his arm. His expression shifted as his body flew backward beyond his control. He swung his dragon claw toward the ground and only barely stabilized himself.

But before Yu Tianheng could breathe a sigh of relief, peals of thunder rang beside his ears, and the sky darkened...