Defeating a Soul Emperor Across Ranks

Yu Yuanzhen was very fast.

He flew straight back to the sect with Yu Xiaogang.

"Xiao Gang, shall I arrange for a few core disciples to spar with you once we're back?"

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes gleamed.

He was truly curious about just how strong Yu Xiaogang had become.

At level thirty-four, he should have been able to use many of his methods already, right?

It was just that their power was far inferior to what it had been when he was once at the limit of a Titled Douluo.

How could Yu Xiaogang fail to see through his father's thoughts? "Father, you want to see what level of strength I can display with a cultivation of level thirty-four, don't you?"

"Cough... I want you to familiarize yourself with your current strength. You aren't the Dragon God Douluo from your past life anymore."

Yu Xiaogang and Yu Yuanzhen looked at each other for two seconds.

Yu Yuanzhen was the first to lose patience. "Fine, I am indeed very curious about what sort of strength you, a Demigod in your past life, can display with a cultivation of level thirty-four."

He was truly curious about the gap between a Demigod and an ordinary person when they possessed the same amount of Soul Power.

In his past life, Yu Xiaogang had come within a step of becoming a god. Every aspect of him had entered the domain of Divine Rank, so calling him a Demigod was hardly a problem.

"Fine. I'll take it as a chance to loosen up."

Ever since returning to this era, he had yet to fight with his full strength.

"But forget the disciples. That would be bullying them too much." Yu Xiaogang did not believe anyone among his peers could be his match.

"Then... an elder?" Yu Yuanzhen asked tentatively.

Even an outer sect elder had to be at least a Soul Emperor to hold the position.

Level thirty-four, directly fighting a Soul Emperor?

Was that really right?

"Sure."

"Also, I won't use mental attacks or Secret Techniques. I'll only use the Soul Skills I already possess and my Self-Created Soul Skills."

If he used mental attacks, forget Soul Emperors and Soul Saints—even a Titled Douluo might not be able to withstand a single strike.

His two Secret Techniques were each more outrageous than the last.

The strongest among them, the Blood-Burning Secret Art, would also harm his body, so it was not suitable for casual use.

"Then I'll make the arrangements at once. Go back and wash up first."

After getting himself sorted out, Yu Xiaogang received his father's summons.

He followed an attendant to a martial arena.

Those present were not limited to Yu Yuanzhen and the outer sect elder who would spar with him.

His second uncle, Yu Luomian, and the other free inner sect elders had also come.

Not a single other disciple or outsider was present.

Keeping it secret was one reason. Everyone who had come bore the surname Yu and belonged to the family.

On the other hand, Yu Yuanzhen was afraid Yu Xiaogang would deal too great a blow to the other disciples.

Without hesitation, Yu Xiaogang stepped onto the martial stage and greeted the elders.

"Young Sect Master, then this old man will offend you." The outer sect elder across from him spoke first. "Outer sect elder of the family, Yu Xunkong. Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Level sixty-seven Soul Emperor."

Yu Xiaogang also activated his Martial Soul Possession. "Elder, there is no need to hold back. Feel free to use everything you have. Martial Soul: Golden Sacred Dragon. Level thirty-four Soul Elder."

"Since both sides are ready, then—begin!" Yu Yuanzhen gave the order.

The two men on the stage moved at the same time.

Yu Xunkong immediately unleashed his Soul Skills. "Third Soul Skill—Blue Lightning Dragon Body, activate! First Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Yu Xiaogang remained calm as he unhurriedly condensed a Radiant Dragon Spear in his hand.

His first through third Soul Rings all lit up!

Radiant Saint Body—activate!

Sacred Dragon Swift Blessing—activate!

Ten Thousand Lights Tempering Strength—activate!

Under the enhancement of his innate Twin Polarity Resonance talent, his light and strength attributes received an additional thirty percent increase on top of the final amplification from his Soul Skills.

The spear danced.

Its tip struck the very tip of the dragon claw with pinpoint accuracy.

In that instant, Yu Xunkong felt an irresistible force crash into him through his dragon claw.

He was blasted backward more than ten meters.

His dragonized right claw nearly broke apart, its scales shattered as blood streamed down. "How is this possible?!"

Holy Light Flame clung to him like maggots on a bone, impossible to shake off.

He simply could not believe that a level thirty-four Soul Elder had unleashed that strike.

His strength was inferior to Yu Xiaogang's?!!!

No, he could not keep clashing head-on.

In close-quarters combat, he was the one at a disadvantage.

He had already changed tactics while being knocked back.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunderous Dragon Breath!"

A thick bolt of Thunderous Dragon Breath erupted from Yu Xunkong's mouth, aimed directly at Yu Xiaogang, who remained where he was.

Yu Xiaogang neither dodged nor retreated. No matter what attacks came his way, he would break them with a single spear!

The Radiant Dragon Spear whirled in Yu Xiaogang's hand, splitting the Dragon Breath in two. It could not touch him at all.

"Sacred Radiance Prison!"

This was one of Yu Xiaogang's Self-Created Soul Skills.

Yu Xunkong was still caught in the recovery after using his Fourth Soul Skill. It was undoubtedly the perfect opportunity.

Several dragon-patterned chains of light appeared around Yu Xiaogang and shot out fiercely.

They formed a cage of light, directly imprisoning Yu Xunkong in midair.

Yu Xiaogang closed in, stopping the spear tip an inch from Yu Xunkong's throat. "I concede the honor."

Only after Yu Xiaogang's words fell did Yu Xunkong break free from the Sacred Radiance Prison.

But it was already too late.

He had not expected Yu Xiaogang's attacks to be so powerful, nor had he expected him to possess Self-Created Soul Skills.

At the start, Yu Xiaogang's first through third Soul Rings had all lit up. This move clearly did not belong to any Soul Ring skill, leaving only one possibility—an Self-Created Soul Skill.

His Fifth Soul Skill was a control-type Soul Skill. Using it rashly would only let Yu Xiaogang evade it, wasting Soul Power for nothing.

His Sixth Soul Skill was an area-of-effect Soul Skill, and its single-target power was inferior to his Fourth Soul Skill.

How the hell was he supposed to know Yu Xiaogang would neither dodge nor retreat, instead taking his Thunderous Dragon Breath head-on?!

Staring at the spear tip an inch from his throat, he said, "I lost. The Young Sect Master is young and accomplished. This old man is no match for you."

The battle had ended very quickly.

So quickly that the elders below had not even reacted.

An uproar broke out.

Yu Luomian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Big Brother said Xiao Gang had the bearing of an invincible warrior. He wasn't fooling me?!

A level thirty-four Soul Elder defeating a level sixty-seven Soul Emperor across ranks?!

He would not even dare dream of something like that!

Their Young Sect Master was monstrously strong.

Yet after Yu Xunkong stepped down from the stage, Yu Xiaogang did not put away the Radiant Dragon Spear.

Instead, he looked toward his father.

For him, this had not even counted as a warm-up.

There was much he had yet to use, because he feared seriously injuring the family elders.

How could Yu Yuanzhen fail to understand the look in his son's eyes?

He laughed heartily. "Good! Xiao Gang, I'll spar with you myself!"

He had naturally seen that Yu Xiaogang had not gotten serious at all.

And he had not had enough either. "I'll restrict my Soul Power to level seventy, but I will not use my Martial Soul Avatar."

Even without using his Martial Soul Avatar, he still possessed the foundation of a Titled Douluo.

He still held an absolute advantage.

"Come, Father."

Yu Xiaogang also wanted to test what level he could reach with his current level thirty-four body without using the Blood-Burning Secret Art.

What he was about to face was no longer a Soul Emperor.

It was a genuine level ninety-five Super Douluo, a Super Douluo with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, one of the most powerful beast Martial Souls—his father, Yu Yuanzhen.

Then he could use his other Secret Technique as well.

"Sacred Dragon Battle Body, rise!"