"I, Dugu Yan, swear that if I lose to Yu Tianheng, I will never set foot in Heaven Dou Royal Academy again for the rest of my life!"
Dugu Yan's voice rang out clearly, and everyone present heard every word.
"Yanzi, aren't you being a little too impulsive?"
Beside her, Yu Feng's mouth twitched.
Did she really need to make such a serious oath?
Was that really necessary?
"Enough. The oath is made. All of you, step aside."
Dugu Yan waved dismissively, signaling for everyone to back away and make room for her duel with Yu Tianheng.
"Sigh."
Seeing this, Osler sighed helplessly and began backing away.
"Yanyan, be careful. The blue lightning tyrant dragon martial soul is still nothing to underestimate."
Ye Lingling offered that earnest warning, then slowly moved aside.
"Boss, have things between you and Yanzi really come to this? Is this necessary?"
Osler looked from Yu Tianheng to Dugu Yan and said, "Let me say something. Both of you, stop. Do it for my sake."
"Get lost." Yu Tianheng snorted irritably.
It was plain to see that he was genuinely furious.
Osler instinctively shrank back. "You got it."
With that, he obediently moved aside as well.
Only Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng remained facing each other in the arena.
"Martial Soul Possession!"
Yu Tianheng roared, and powerful soul power erupted from his body.
With Martial Soul Possession active, his body swelled several sizes.
Already tall and imposing, he became even more formidable.
Purple scales sprouted across his body, covering every patch of exposed skin as though he wore a suit of purple armor.
Four soul rings-yellow, yellow, purple, and purple-rose from beneath his feet in succession.
"Dugu Yan, summon your martial soul."
Yu Tianheng looked at Dugu Yan, who remained motionless, and spoke in a low