Blazing, surging lightning engulfed Jiang Hai in an instant. The referee hesitated, unsure whether he should rescue Jiang Hai. Perhaps Jiang Hai's earlier performance had left such a deep impression on him that he faltered now.
And that hesitation proved justified. Lightning spread as it shot into the sky, and at the top of the pillar of light, a bronze coffin and a young man bathed in lightning, their outlines seeming almost illusory. Yet the Bronze Coffin kept descending, steadily compressing the pillar of lightning as it pressed down, all the way to Yu Yuanlong's head.
Yu Yuanlong raised his dragon claws, standing like a pillar holding up heaven and earth as he tried to catch the falling Bronze Coffin with his arms.
Boom!
A terrifying shock wave swept in all directions, and a deafening crash rang out across the arena. The platform beneath Yu Yuanlong's feet shattered layer by layer, burying half his body in rubble. The dragon scales on his arms broke apart as well, and dragon blood stained his school uniform red.
"Yaaah!" Yu Yuanlong roared. The blood seemed to affect his reason, making his aura grow even stronger. With a mighty heave, he hurled the Bronze Coffin, weighing over six thousand jin, away along with Jiang Hai. Bloodlust-the worse his injuries, the greater his strength.
Boom!
The Bronze Coffin slammed straight into the barrier. Below, the Soul Masters maintaining it paled and hurriedly increased their soul power output. Heaven only knew how heavy that Bronze Coffin was!
But just as Jiang Hai was about to fall off the arena, a grappling line wrapped around his waist and pulled him back. It was Xu Wenqing.
"Are you all right?" Xu Wenqing asked anxiously.
"I'm fine. Fifteen seconds left!" Jiang Hai shook his head. Azure Light Flight had