"It's Xie Yue's third soul skill!"
Yan blurted out.
They saw Xie Yue turn his hand and fetch, unleashing the third soul skill he had prepared in secret. His two Moon Blades condensed silvery-white light waves, attacking Lu Yuan with lightning speed.
Slash!
"Lu Yuan!"
Caught off guard, Lu Yuan was hit by Xie Yue's sudden long-range attack and could only raise his arms to block in a panic.
"Damn it, Xie Yue, you play dirty!"
Cuts appeared in multiple places on Lu Yuan's arms and abdomen as he tilted backward, flipping over and splashing blood all over the ground.
"Grandfather, that Xie Yue actually feigned weakness on purpose to ambush Lu Yuan. Truly despicable!"
Qian Renxue said quite indignantly, while Qian Daoliu affectionately stroked Qian Renxue's head with a doting gaze.
"On a true battlefield, there are no rules that require the opponent to wait until you are ready before launching an honorable attack. Today's battle can also be considered a lesson for this brat."
Upon seeing Lu Yuan take a hit and Qian Renxue grow angry, Bibi Dong inexplicably felt much more refreshed inside.
"You!"
Looking at Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue felt somewhat too angry to bear it, so she could only cross her arms and turn her head away.
"Brother, you're too despicable!"
Hu Liena looked at Xie Yue with some anger on her face, while Yan's face was full of smugness.
"Nana, what Xie Yue is doing is all is fair in war; it's clearly Lu Yuan's carelessness."
Just as Yan wanted to explain, Hu Liena looked at him quite unhappily as well.
"Yan, you're still speaking up for my brother! I'm not going to talk to you anymore!"
"Hey, Nana!"
Seeing that he had said the wrong thing, Yan hurriedly tried to comfort Hu Liena, yet inside he felt extremely pleased.
I finally got to see that brat Lu Yuan take a hit, and what's more, he suffered defeat at Xie Yue's hands just like me. Now no one should suspect that I, the Flame Lord Yan, am vastly inferior to Lu Yuan.
Yan rejoiced inwardly. Standing on the stage and looking at Lu Yuan, who lay collapsed on the ground with his back turned to him, motionless and without a sound, Xie Yue felt a trace of panic rise on his face.
"Lu Yuan? Lu Yuan!"
"Meow!" (Master, meow!)
Meowmeow drooped its airplane ears and jumped to the side of Lu Yuan, who was curled up in a ball with an expression of agony. Wearing a weeping cat expression, it poked Lu Yuan's sideways-fallen body, as if trying to wake up the soul-master who had fainted from the pain.
This scene of deep affection between master and servant had the surrounding spectators' hearts hanging in their throats, making them break out in a cold sweat over whether Lu Yuan's life was in danger.
I forgot, although this brat is a Quasi-Soul Elder, he's also a kid under nine years old. His physical conditioning isn't as good as a normal peer soul master, and he's not adept at defense either.
This unmeasured full-strength strike of mine won't directly cut short Lu Yuan's little life, will it?
Xie Yue knew that Hu Liena and Lu Yuan were inexplicably close, and he was likely to be his future brother-in-law.
Moreover, although Xie Yue now treated Lu Yuan as an opponent he had to go all out against, he was also extremely satisfied with Lu Yuan becoming Hu Liena's husband.
After all, Lu Yuan was six years younger than him, yet his strength faintly surpassed his own by a margin. If not for the fact that he, Xie Yue, had played dirty and ambushed Lu Yuan, he might not have truly been able to take him down.
"Grandfather, Lu Yuan is heavily injured. Hurry and have them call a healing soul master to save Lu Yuan!"
Qian Renxue begged Qian Daoliu to save Lu Yuan, but Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong at the side watched Lu Yuan's strange state with faces full of amazement.
"This Lu Yuan truly has profound fortune."
"Not only can he use a power-storing high-damage soul skill, but he actually also possesses a soul bone?"
"What?" Qian Renxue looked dazedly at Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong talking among themselves.
Perhaps sensing the anomaly on the arena, Qian Renxue immediately turned around and sent her gaze back to the arena where Lu Yuan and Xie Yue were.
"Lu Yuan, are you alright? Do you need me to call a healing soul master?"
Xie Yue bowed slightly and walked slowly toward Lu Yuan.
"Xie Yue, I haven't conceded yet!"
Lu Yuan shouted in a ringing voice and suddenly got up, bringing about a scene that shocked the whole audience.
The bloody wounds that had just appeared on Lu Yuan's arms and torso-deep enough to expose bone and even internal organs-suddenly vanished.
Although still stained red, beneath the tattered clothes and dried blood was already a robust body of flawless perfection.
"What's going on? Wasn't Lu Yuan just beaten half to death by Xie Yue? How is he completely fine now?"
Off the stage, the most shocked person was Yan. He stood dumbfounded, unable to believe that Lu Yuan, who had been heavily injured just moments ago, was now intact.
The others could not help but widen their eyes and rub them, wanting to see clearly whether this scene was real. Hu Liena also looked in astonishment at Lu Yuan, who had undergone rebirth from nirvana, and said:
"Could it be that I'm under an illusion?"
Yet if Lu Yuan wasn't injured, what was the deal with his ragged clothes and the blood on his skin?
Wait, did that woman just mention a soul bone?
Qian Renxue recalled what Bibi Dong had said a moment ago. Could it be that Lu Yuan possessed a soul bone?
The reason she was able to disguise herself as Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, and lurk in Heaven Dou City for twenty years was precisely because Qian Renxue had absorbed a specialized Head Mental Soul Bone-one of the Angel Set pieces, with an exact age of 99,999 years, which possessed only a single disguise soul skill.
As for why Lu Yuan was able to heal injuries of his that even ordinary healing soul masters would handle with great difficulty, it naturally relied upon one of the two great soul skills of his Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone: "The wildfire burns not away, the spring breeze blows and regenerates"-possessing the effect of bringing the dead back to life and regrowing flesh and bone.
Of course, Chrysanthemum Douluo had told Lu Yuan a few days prior that Bibi Dong would bring a mysterious guest to watch the final match of the midterm assessment between Lu Yuan and Xie Yue.
Therefore, when Lu Yuan was heavily injured earlier, he had restrained his output while using the power of the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, at most making Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu assume that the blue soul radiance emanating from his right leg was merely at the level a ten-thousand-year soul bone could possess.
Otherwise, if he were to display it exactly as it was, he feared the temptation of a hundred thousand year soul bone would cause even daring soul masters to hatch plots against Lu Yuan, despite him being a new-era genius under the banner of Spirit Hall.
Strange, how could that brat possess a ten-thousand-year right leg bone of no small quality and utility? Could it be that Bibi Dong gave it to him? Why does Bibi Dong value this stinky brat so much?
Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, whose face was grave, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he grew.
Why is Bibi Dong being so good to that stinky brat? Could it be that she wants him to repeat what Yu Xiaogang did twenty years ago, bringing disaster upon her own self by acting it out once more on Qian Renxue? To upset this old bone of mine, this pontiff has truly taken painstaking measures.
Bibi Dong naturally had no inkling that Qian Daoliu was secretly harboring such conspiracies in his heart; she was merely marveling that the deity who had bestowed the inheritance upon Lu Yuan was actually so generous, unlike the stingy Rakshasa God.
That brat only cleared the first two trials of the divine trial yet increased his soul ring age and even obtained a useful ten-thousand-year soul bone. How unfair, why is the gap between gods so vast?
No sooner said than done. From the moment Lu Yuan stood up to the moment people discovered he was completely uninjured was merely a fleeting instant.
On the stage, Lu Yuan abruptly charged toward Xie Yue. Golden starlight flourished in his hand-this move was precisely the Star Magic that Lu Yuan had been charging for a long time, possessing a destructive power no less than the third soul skill "Shock" used by Xie Yue just moments before, serving as a return gift for his ambush!