Tang San Crushes Yu Tianheng

"Chief Meng, Teacher Qin is so good. Why replace him with this man?"

Yu Tianheng stepped forward.

As one of the Blue Lightning Twin Stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he was not particularly afraid of Meng Shenji.

"Yu Tianheng! Watch what you say. This is my brother Ling Han!"

The moment Dugu Yan spoke, Yu Tianheng wilted.

Just as in the original story, he liked Dugu Yan.

But Ling Han had spoken to Dugu Yan beforehand, and she had never taken a liking to Yu Tianheng.

What was more, Ling Han had cured Dugu Yan's poison and given her an Immortal Herb. Dugu Yan was now the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team.

Dugu Yan was about to say more, but Ling Han stopped her.

He walked up to Yu Tianheng and said evenly:

"Because I can train you better."

Yu Tianheng said nothing more. He had noticed Meng Shenji's expression.

It was unmistakably a warning.

If Meng Shenji was this wary of Ling Han, the man could not be ordinary.

Yu Tianheng chose to stay silent, but Ling Han still saw the defiance in his eyes.

Ling Han smiled and pointed to Tang San beside him. "This is my disciple, Tang San. He's nine years old. Beat him, and I'll leave."

Everyone was stunned.

Yu Tianheng was already fifteen, while Tang San was only nine. With a full six years between them, how could this be a fair fight?

Yu Tianheng snorted. "Fine. You have my word!"

Ling Han patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Go on, Xiao San. Take it easy on him. Don't break him."

He had made no effort to keep his voice down. Yu Tianheng nearly exploded when he heard it.

"Hmph. Just you wait!"

Tang San and Yu Tianheng stepped onto the Training Arena together.

Meng Shenji personally served as referee.

"Brother Ling Han, Yu Tianheng does have some skill. Your disciple won't be at a disadvantage, will he?"

Ling Han smiled at Dugu Yan's concern. "Don't worry. Xiao San won't lose."

On the arena, Tang San and Yu Tianheng faced each other and released their Martial Souls at the same time.

"Yu Tianheng. Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Level thirty-one Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder!"

Three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—appeared beneath Yu Tianheng's feet.

Only level thirty-one at fifteen. His talent really was nothing special.

"Tang San. Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level thirty-four Control System Battle Soul Elder!"

Three Soul Rings—one yellow and two purple—appeared beneath Tang San's feet.

"Level thirty-four? How is that possible?!"

Yu Tianheng was not the only one shocked. The other members of the Imperial Fighting Team were just as stunned.

Of the team members present, only Dugu Yan, who had eaten an Immortal Herb, was a higher level than Tang San.

What shocked them even more was Tang San's Soul Ring Configuration.

One yellow and two purple? His second ring was Thousand-Year? How was that possible?!

Yu Tianheng was shaken, but not enough to back down without a fight.

"Hmph. So what if you're talented? My Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the greatest Beast Martial Soul in the world!"

With a shout, lightning crackled around Yu Tianheng's hands as he charged at Tang San.

Tang San showed no fear. His First Soul Ring lit up, and a Spear appeared in his hand. He thrust it at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng was startled. He had not expected Tang San to have a weapon too.

But it was too late to dodge. Yu Tianheng could only raise both hands and take the thrust head-on.

With a thunderous bang, Yu Tianheng was sent flying backward.

Before Yu Tianheng could steady himself, Tang San pressed the attack.

Thrust after thrust came without mercy, leaving Yu Tianheng no chance to fight back.

"You bastard!"

Furious, Yu Tianheng lit up his First Soul Ring.

His hands transformed into lightning-wreathed Dragon Claws, and he lunged at Tang San.

Just then, Tang San smiled mysteriously. Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he put distance between them in an instant.

"Second Soul Skill: Blue Silver Soul-Locking Seeds!"

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Yu Tianheng's body.

As Yu Tianheng prepared to break free, his eyes suddenly went blank, as though his mind had lost the ability to think.

Yu Tianheng's level was lower than Tang San's, and his spiritual power was far lower still. Blue Silver Soul-Locking Seeds had a tremendous effect on him.

Those strands of Blue Silver Grass bound not only Yu Tianheng's body but also his soul.

In the next instant, Tang San was in front of Yu Tianheng, his Spear pointed straight at his brow. One more inch, and Yu Tianheng would die.

Then Tang San withdrew his second Soul Skill, and Yu Tianheng regained consciousness.

Yu Tianheng looked at the Spear before him and completely lost his composure.

"Impossible! You used a dirty trick! How could I lose to someone with Blue Silver Grass?!"

Tang San said nothing. He merely looked at him with contempt.

To Tang San, this was no different from a child throwing a tantrum.

"A loss is a loss. If this had been a real fight to the death, you'd already be a corpse."

Yu Tianheng was about to argue, but Meng Shenji stopped him.

"That's enough, Tian Heng. A loss is a loss. Train harder from now on."

The other members of the Imperial Fighting Team were dumbfounded.

They knew how strong Yu Tianheng was. He possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the greatest Beast Martial Soul in the world.

Few Soul Masters of the same rank could get the better of Yu Tianheng, yet this boy whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass had defeated him with ease.

"Very well. As of today, the Imperial Fighting Team will have a new teacher!"

After making the announcement, Meng Shenji left.

Yu Tianheng was about to return to the team when Ling Han blocked his path.

"You can leave with your teacher. I don't train useless people who refuse to accept defeat."

In the original story, this guy had even idolized Gangzi. Ling Han had no intention of raising a future enemy.

That was why Ling Han had told Dugu Yan to keep her distance from Yu Tianheng early on.

"You! Hmph. Fine, I'm leaving!"

Qin Ming glanced at Yu Tianheng, sighed, and led him out of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Without the Imperial Fighting Team, Qin Ming had no reason to stay at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"Tian Heng, I'll take you to the academy I graduated from. The headmaster and the others will surely welcome us."

Hearing that it was Qin Ming's alma mater, Yu Tianheng agreed at once.

After all, Qin Ming had reached the Soul King realm at such a young age. The academy he had graduated from had to be impressive.

In truth, Yu Tianheng's talent fell short of the standard Flender had set for admission to Shrek Academy.

But Qin Ming believed the headmaster would make an exception for his sake.

After Ling Han took Tang San and Xiao Wu away from Nouding Academy, Yu Xiaogang left as well.

He doubted he would find another promising student like Tang San there. Rather than stay at Nouding Academy, he headed straight to Shrek Academy to see whether his old friend had found any promising students over the years—perhaps one he could take on as a disciple.

After Yu Tianheng and Qin Ming left, Ling Han turned to the remaining members of the Imperial Fighting Team.

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ling Han, the Ice Emperor."

At the words "the Ice Emperor," the remaining team members looked stunned.

A title? Weren't titles reserved for Titled Douluo? Was their new teacher actually a Titled Douluo?!