Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin stared each other down. Sparks seemed to fly between them.
"Cousin Tianheng, let's have a proper match!" Yu Tianxin roared. His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul possessed him, and four Soul Rings—two yellow and two purple—circled his body.
A dragon's roar shook the air. Scales grew across his body as he took on the imposing form of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Lightning surged around him, and his presence was overwhelming.
Yu Tianheng showed no fear. "Come on!"
He, too, had two yellow and two purple Soul Rings. He, too, had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. But...
Yu Tianxin frowned. He couldn't say why, but despite Yu Tianheng's Soul Power Level being two levels higher than his, his cousin's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon felt wrong. It wasn't weaker. Something seemed to have changed at its roots, as though Yu Tianheng had taken a path entirely different from his own.
Yu Luomian noticed it too. He frowned deeply. As the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's second-in-command, he had seen plenty, and he spotted the problem at a glance.
The Soul Skill Yu Tianheng had obtained from his fourth Soul Ring was probably not one of the skills the clan had refined over generations.
For the clan's talented members, the first four Soul Rings followed a fixed pattern: Thunder Dragon Claw for a focused boost, Thunderous Might for an area attack, Thunderous Fury for an overall enhancement, and Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Rush—arguably the strongest single-target offensive Soul Skill among fighters of the same rank. Those four skills were the best fit for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.
Yet Yu Tianheng had chosen something else.
Yu Luomian flew into a rage. His first thought was that his useless nephew had been teaching