At those words, Yu Tianheng lifted his head, squared his shoulders, and strode forward.
Before Yu Chen arrived at the training camp, he had always been the benchmark for all the students.
The highest soul power, the greatest strength.
Qin Ming had granted him provisional status as a full team member.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar burst from Yu Tianheng's mouth.
Blue-violet lightning surged from his body as his blue lightning tyrant dragon martial soul instantly possessed him. His right arm swelled, scales covering it as it transformed into a dragon claw.
Two yellow soul rings and one purple rose around him, unleashing a surging, intimidating aura.
"Good. Very spirited."
Qin Ming nodded.
In his eyes, Yu Tianheng's vitality, energy, and spirit had become one. Clearly, he had not slackened in his cultivation at all over the past two months.
Boom!
Qin Ming's soul power surged, and an invisible pressure bore down from every direction.
Yu Tianheng immediately felt the air around him become several times heavier.
"Whew!"
He drew a deep breath and fought to withstand the pressure.
Rank thirty-five-that was the level of pressure Qin Ming was exerting.
Some poorly trained students might fail to withstand soul power pressure even at their own rank.
That was because they could not unleash the full power of their martial souls.
Conversely, anyone who could withstand pressure at their own rank had mastered their martial soul as naturally as moving their own limbs.
The pressure steadily increased.
Rank thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty...
Once the pressure exceeded rank forty-one, Yu Tianheng's body began to tremble, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.
But he gritted his teeth, and the lightning around him erupted.
"Boom!"
His third soul ring lit up. Lightning enveloped his entire body, and his aura surged dramatically.
"Teacher, please