Rainbow Dragon's Charm! Qian Renxue's Shock—How Is He So Handsome?!

Nine-Colored Divine Light still enveloped the entire Soul Arena platform.

Long Tian stood at the very front of the Skywater Team, his white robes utterly untouched by dust.

The third Soul Ring beneath his feet had yet to retract.

Deep black light slowly flowed around it as the heavy aura of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring spread once more.

Yu Tianheng looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"A black Soul Ring?"

"It's a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

Yu Feng finally recovered from his shock, his gaze fixed tightly on the ring beneath Long Tian's feet.

Yellow, yellow, black.

Three Soul Rings hovered clearly within the Nine-Colored Divine Light.

Those Soul Power fluctuations were no illusion.

"That's impossible!"

Shi Mo stepped forward, his Black Tortoise Carapace crashing heavily against the ground.

"Long Tian's Soul Power clearly hasn't reached Rank 40."

"How could a Soul Elder in his thirties absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?"

Shi Mo also stared at the black Soul Ring, his expression shifting constantly.

"The energy and spiritual impact left behind by a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would be enough to destroy a Soul Elder's body."

"Across the entire continent, no one has ever heard of someone in their thirties being able to withstand a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring."

The Emperor Team fell completely silent.

The Skywater captain they had looked down upon not only possessed a True Dragon Martial Soul that suppressed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but even his third Soul Ring was ten thousand years old.

Xue Qinghe slowly walked to the edge of the Soul Arena platform, her gaze resting on the white-clad figure.

"A Rank 37 Soul Elder, with a ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring."

"This Long Tian has already shattered a limit passed down through the Soul Master world for countless years."

Even though she came from Spirit Hall and had seen innumerable geniuses, Xue Qinghe had never seen such a Soul Ring configuration.

Long Tian lowered his raised right hand.

The nine-colored lightning gradually subsided, but the Rainbow Dragon behind him still hung high above the Soul Arena platform.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy is nothing special."

That calm remark landed in the ears of every member of the Emperor Team.

It was exactly what Yu Tianheng had said to Skywater Academy before the battle began.

Now, it was returned to him word for word.

Yu Tianheng's face flushed red as he braced himself against the rubble, trying to stand again.

The moment he raised his upper body, a sharp pain tore through his chest.

His unsupported body collapsed once more.

Delight appeared on the faces of the Skywater women one after another when they saw this.

Shui Yue'er excitedly waved her arm.

"We won!"

"The Emperor Team couldn't stop the captain's Myriad Thunder Soul-Fusing Seal at all!"

Xue Wu stared at Long Tian's back, her eyes filled with amazement.

"Yu Tianheng wanted to challenge the Skywater Team by himself from the start."

"Now it seems the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon isn't as invincible as he claimed."

Yu Hairou and Shen Liuyu also smiled.

The Skywater Team had originally been completely suppressed by the Emperor Team, their formation nearly torn apart.

Yet after Long Tian made his move, the situation had been utterly reversed in mere moments.

Shui Bing'er stood at the side of his white robes, joy coloring her beautiful face.

Her pale-blue dress clung to her tall figure, her legs beneath the hem fair and slender.

Having consecutively unleashed Ice Seal and the Ice Phoenix, her breathing was slightly hurried, with a few strands of aqua-blue hair clinging to her forehead.

"Long Tian."

"We have you to thank this time."

Long Tian turned his face and looked at the beauty beside him.

"I'm the captain of the Skywater Team."

"Leading you to victory is what I should do."

Shui Bing'er nodded gently, the trust in her eyes deepening further.

Just as the Skywater women relaxed.

A wisp of jade-green poisonous mist quietly spread along the Soul Arena platform.

The snake tail behind Dugu Yan suddenly exerted force, sending her shooting out from the side.

Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.

Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison gathered in her right palm as she struck straight for Long Tian's back.

In her eyes, Long Tian was the core of the Skywater Team.

As long as she took down this support-type Soul Master, the Skywater women would be nothing to fear without his enhancements.

And sneak attacks were one of Dugu Yan's specialties.

Shui Bing'er was the first to sense the Soul Power fluctuations behind them.

Her pretty, fair face abruptly changed color, and her long legs immediately pivoted as she tried to block Long Tian.

"Long Tian, watch out!"

The jade-green palm was already close at hand.

Delight flashed through Dugu Yan's eyes as she saw her attack succeed.

"It's over!"

The next moment.

Long Tian turned around, and his Nine-Colored Double Pupils met her gaze directly.

That calm look made Dugu Yan's heart tighten.

Before the Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison could land, a long, powerful hand had already clamped around her wrist.

Slap!

Her jade-green Soul Power instantly scattered.

Her charging body was forcibly halted in front of Long Tian.

Dugu Yan's eyes widened.

"How could you possibly notice me?"

"And aren't you a support-type Soul Master?"

Long Tian tightened his five fingers, firmly restraining her wrist.

"A battle should be fought openly and honorably."

"Attacking from behind isn't exactly a glorious tactic."

Dugu Yan immediately twisted her arm, trying to break free.

But no matter how she exerted herself, that hand did not move even half an inch.

The pain in her wrist grew stronger and stronger, causing her brows to knit tightly.

"Let go of me!"

"If you dare hurt me, the Dugu Family won't let you off!"

Long Tian looked at the green-haired woman before him without changing expression.

"Rank 35, and you dare sneak attack a Rank 37 Soul Elder head-on."

"Have you forgotten? I may be support-type, but the Rainbow Dragon can strengthen my body and all elemental powers."

"With your cultivation alone, you can't break free from my grip."

Dugu Yan's cheeks heated up as her other hand immediately struck toward Long Tian's chest.

The Nine-Colored Divine Light flashed.

Long Tian twisted her arm with the motion, pinning her against the edge of the Soul Arena platform.

Her jade-green snake tail lost its balance and slammed heavily onto the stone tiles.

Then he struck her lower back with one palm, directly scattering the Soul Power she was trying to gather.

After that, his palm struck her full rear.

Slap!

The crisp blow echoed throughout the Soul Arena.

Dugu Yan cried out in pain, her jade-green eyes filled with humiliation and anger.

"Long Tian, what are you doing?!"

"A failed sneak attack naturally comes with a price."

Long Tian did not let go, scattering the Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison gathering inside her body once more.

Dugu Yan struggled desperately, her water-snake waist twisting endlessly, yet she could not escape his control.

"I'll kill you!"

"Yu Feng, Osler, what are you still standing there for?"

"Come help me!"

The members of the Emperor Team looked at one another.

Yu Feng had only taken half a step forward when his eyes fell upon Yu Tianheng, who lay unable to rise.

Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had been defeated.

Even if they all rushed forward together, they might not be able to break through the Skywater Team's blockade.

Not to mention the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring still circling beneath Long Tian's feet.

Shi Mo raised his tortoise shell but ultimately did not make a move.

"Yan'er, stop."

"We've already lost this match."

Dugu Yan felt even more embarrassed when she heard those words.

At this moment, the entire Soul Arena's gaze was focused on her.

The dignified vice-captain of the Emperor Team had failed in her sneak attack and been restrained on the spot instead.

She had even been slapped...

That humiliation was far more unbearable than the pain radiating from her wrist and lower back.

Dugu Yan raised her head and looked at Long Tian.

The face so close before her was flawlessly handsome. His Nine-Colored Double Pupils were deep and noble, while the enchanting aura brought by his True Dragon Bloodline became even more stunning at such close range.

That brief eye contact threw Dugu Yan's mind into disarray.

The very moment that thought arose, she became even more ashamed and angry.

"I must have been affected by the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon!"

"But... how can he be so handsome..."