The River's Sword Descends from Heaven!

The surrounding Heaven Dou Royal Academy students watching from the sidelines erupted in praise.

"As expected of Boss Yu, this is the might of the strongest beast martial soul in the world!"

"Level forty-three, the optimal Soul Ring configuration—this newcomer is doomed to lose!"

"That's right. He's the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, practically invincible among those of the same level. What's more, the captain is taking action himself."

Dugu Yan watched the lightning flickering around Yu Tianheng, a complicated look flashing through her eyes.

Ye Lingling remained silent, her cold gaze fixed tightly on Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's expression remained calm as he stepped forward.

The Azure Lotus Sword martial soul behind him instantly condensed.

A thread of azure sword intent rippled out from Chen Feng, transforming into a violent storm of sword energy.

The air around them was sliced apart with sharp hissing sounds.

The watching students felt their eyes sting and instinctively shut them.

"What kind of martial soul is that?"

"Just the sword intent leaking out makes my skin ache!"

Then, Soul Rings rose one after another beneath Chen Feng's feet.

The first was a yellow Soul Ring.

The second was a yellow Soul Ring.

The third was a purple Soul Ring.

And the fourth was a black Soul Ring!

Deep and inky black, it radiated a heart-palpitating gleam beneath the sunlight.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

His fourth Soul Ring was actually at the ten-thousand-year level!

Moreover, that overwhelming fluctuation of soul power had clearly reached level forty-seven.

A level forty-seven Battle Soul Ancestor—four whole levels above Yu Tianheng!

The sounds of sharp inhales immediately rose all around them.

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!"

"How could a fourth Soul Ring possibly be black?"

"Level forty-seven? Boss Yu is actually being suppressed!"

"How is that possible? Isn't the limit for a fourth Soul Ring five thousand years?"

"Just who is this Chen Feng? He actually broke the Soul Ring limit!"

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parting as shock left her speechless.

Ye Lingling's delicate body trembled slightly as she stared at the black Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, her shock beyond measure.

"A ten-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring."

Yu Tianheng stared at that black Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, and his formerly proud expression instantly turned extremely grim.

This was simply a blatant slap in the face.

Level forty-seven, with a ten-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring.

Whether in soul power level or Soul Ring configuration, Chen Feng completely outclassed Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng shot Shi Yan and the others a vicious glare.

Those useless fools had been defeated by Chen Feng alone, yet they had not even forced out Chen Feng's true strength or Soul Ring configuration.

If he had known Chen Feng was a level forty-seven assault-type Battle Soul Ancestor, Yu Tianheng would never have issued this challenge so rashly.

Still, Yu Tianheng drew a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart.

As the direct heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianheng had absolute confidence in his martial soul.

"So what if he has a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is invincible among those of the same level!"

"A difference of four levels can be completely made up for by the strength of the strongest beast martial soul in the world!"

Yu Tianheng muttered to himself inwardly.

Chen Feng looked at Yu Tianheng, his tone casual.

"For the sake of fairness, I won't use my fourth soul skill in this spar."

Those words instantly ignited Yu Tianheng's fury.

"Don't look down on me!"

Yu Tianheng laughed in extreme anger.

As the favored son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, when had he ever suffered such contempt?

The third Soul Ring on his body instantly lit up.

"Third soul skill, Thunderous Fury!"

Blue lightning surged explosively, making Yu Tianheng look like a thunder god descending upon the world.

Empowered by Thunderous Fury, Yu Tianheng's soul power fluctuations instantly climbed, while his lightning attribute increased by one hundred percent.

Immediately afterward, his first Soul Ring lit up again.

"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

With the enhancement of lightning, Yu Tianheng's speed reached its limit. His entire body became a streak of blue electricity as his violent Thunder Dragon Claw shot directly toward Chen Feng.

Lightning raged, and even the surrounding air carried the smell of scorching.

The surrounding students stared without blinking.

"As expected of the strongest beast martial soul in the world. That explosive power is simply unmatched!"

"With Thunderous Fury and Thunder Dragon Claw combined, even a level-fifty Soul King wouldn't dare take this head-on!"

Yu Tianheng was extremely fast, but Chen Feng was even faster.

Chen Feng did not even activate a soul skill. He merely casually swung his sword.

The Azure Lotus Sword swept out an azure sword light several meters long.

The sword light curved like a crescent moon, carrying an indestructible edge.

The violent Thunder Dragon Claw was instantly torn apart beneath the sword light, and the frenzied energy exploded at once.

The sword's edge did not slow in the slightest as it drove straight for Yu Tianheng's throat.

Yu Tianheng's expression changed drastically.

He had shattered his strongest burst attack without even using a soul skill?

At the critical moment between life and death, Yu Tianheng stopped holding back.

His pupils instantly turned vertical.

The clothes around his right arm exploded apart. Dense blue dragon scales emerged across his skin, and his entire right arm rapidly expanded into a thick dragon claw.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's ultimate technique—Dragon Transformation!

The spectators cried out in shock once more.

"He actually forced the captain to use Dragon Transformation!"

"No one can withstand a frontal attack from someone in the Dragon Transformation state!"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's secret Dragon Transformation technique—this is the nightmare of assault-type soul masters at the same level!"

Yu Tianheng's confidence soared as he swung his dragon claw and met the Azure Lotus Sword head-on.

His transformed right arm possessed astonishing defensive power, and Yu Tianheng was confident he could catch the blade barehanded.

A crisp metallic clash rang through the forest path.

An incomparable force surged from the sword like a collapsing mountain and a raging sea.

Yu Tianheng felt his right arm go numb, and his body uncontrollably staggered back more than ten steps, plowing deep furrows into the ground.

The watching students were completely dumbfounded.

"The captain... was actually forced back head-on?"

"That was Boss Yu in his Dragon Transformation state!"

Yu Tianheng steadied himself, his face flushing and paling in turns as he felt utterly humiliated.

"Chen Feng, use your soul skills!"

"Otherwise, today I'll let you witness the true power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"

Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Chen Feng nodded faintly.

"Since that's what you want, I'll oblige."

The noble purple light of Chen Feng's third Soul Ring instantly blazed brightly.

"Third soul skill, The River's Sword Descends from Heaven!"

Countless azure sword energies shot into the sky, gathering in midair into a magnificent river of sword energy that surged down with a destructive aura.

Sword energy poured forth like a tide without end, dyeing the entire sky azure.

Yu Tianheng sensed a fatal threat, and his fourth Soul Ring lit up as well.

"Fourth soul skill, Raging Thunder Fist!"

Violent lightning compressed around his dragon claw before finally forming a gigantic thunderous fist seal that crashed toward the river of sword energy.

Lightning exploded, and sword energy blossomed.

The forest path was filled with flying sand and stones as the violent shockwaves destroyed every tree around them.

Chen Feng's white robes fluttered as he stood at the center of the storm with a sword in one hand, his expression calm and composed.

The violent lightning shattered inch by inch within the azure river.

A fierce wind rose from the ground, sweeping fallen leaves and flying sand into the air.

Yu Tianheng felt an irresistible force surge into his body through his right arm like a collapsing mountain and a raging sea.

The enhancement from Thunderous Fury completely collapsed at that moment.