"Aaaagh!!" Dai Mubai let out a howl of agony. Lightning coursed through his entire body, every cell convulsing under the current. Excruciating pain shot straight into his brain, and every strand of his hair stood on end.
"Boss Dai!" Ma Hongjun's eyes nearly split at the sight. Purple-red Soul Power erupted around him as he prepared to activate Phoenix Possession.
Catching the movement out of the corner of his eye, Yu Tianheng snorted. With a violent swing of his dragon claw, he hurled Dai Mubai, whose entire body had been shocked rigid, straight at Ma Hongjun like a torn sack.
Ma Hongjun was only halfway through his possession when the human cannonball struck him squarely. His purple-red soul light instantly scattered. Tangled together, the two plowed two deep furrows through the restaurant's polished floor, overturning several dining tables along the way. Cups, plates, and bowls shattered across the floor before they finally came to a stop.
Oscar's expression changed sharply. No longer in any mood to watch the show, he cried out and sprinted toward the injured Dai Mubai.
Tang San slowly set down his teacup. The leisurely look of someone enjoying a spectacle had vanished completely from his face, replaced by a gloomy chill.
He rose, staring sharply at Yu Tianheng, and said coldly, "We're all around the same age. Wasn't that a little heavy-handed?"
Tang San's gaze discreetly settled on Yu Tianheng's dragon claw, which had yet to fully revert from its Dragon Transformation.
Three Soul Rings were clearly visible around that claw, two yellow and one purple. The fluctuations of Soul Power were powerful and weighty, even deeper than Dai Mubai's.
As Yu Xiaogang's disciple, he had naturally heard of the Martial Soul this man had displayed.
*The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the continent's foremost beast Martial