Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon

Thunderclap Academy's style was nothing like Divine Wind's.

Divine Wind relied on speed and aerial coordination, its seven fighters constantly shifting positions around Feng Xiaotian. From the moment Thunderclap Academy stepped onto the arena, they radiated a readiness to meet force with force.

Captain Yu Tianxin stood at the front, tall and broad, his short blue hair standing on end. Like Yu Tianheng, he came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. His Soul Power was at level forty-three, and his Martial Soul was one of the continent's finest beast Martial Souls.

Behind him stood Lei Dong, Lei Tian, and four other teammates.

All seven wielded lightning.

Lei Tian's Thunder Eagle Martial Soul gave him control of the air. Lei Dong's Thunder Spider Martial Soul specialized in restraint. The other four stood on either side of Yu Tianxin, their Martial Souls mostly Thunder Beasts or lightning-aligned tool Martial Souls.

They had no need for a conventional support-type Soul Master.

Lei Dong could use spider silk to link all seven fighters' lightning, while Yu Tianxin served as the Thunder Array's strongest point of attack. His teammates' Soul Power would not flow directly into him, but their Soul Skills could strike in succession along the same network of lightning.

Before the match, Tang San had made just one request.

Whoever spotted the Thunder Spider's silk had to sever it first. If Thunderclap's seven fighters secured their positions, the arena would soon become their territory.

"Level sixty-nine." Yu Tianxin looked at the six Spirit Rings beneath Yuan Yu's feet. "I know the gap in Soul Power is huge. But now that we're here, Thunderclap won't surrender."

Yuan Yu drew his Sun Wheel Blade. "I didn't ask you to."

The referee retreated to the edge of the arena.

The moment the signal to begin