The Thunder Entanglement Yu Tianheng completely suppressed Hu Liena and Xie Yue's figures.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope throne, her long black silk robe with gold trim fluttering even without wind, and the Spider Emperor pattern on her forehead was faintly visible as her brows furrowed slightly.
"Enough." Her voice, like a poisoned silver bell, echoed through the battlefield and reverberated across the dome.
Upon hearing the shout, Yu Tianheng released Hu Liena's snow-white neck with his raised dragon claw, and slowly moved away from Xie Yue's foot.
Outside the arena, Yan knelt on one knee, coughing up blood. His blazing fire Martial Soul had long since dimmed into scattered sparks in the Thunderstorm.
Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet, her spiderweb-patterned scepter slamming heavily onto the ground, causing the Soul Power fluctuations throughout the arena to suddenly freeze.
" The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon truly deserves to be called the number one Beast Martial Soul in the world." Her crimson eyes swept over the blood on Yu Tianheng's clothes, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. " The Spirit Hall Academy concedes defeat in this competition."
The audience was initially deathly silent, then erupted into a tsunami-like uproar. After being released by Yu Tianheng, Hu Liena collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
The air in the Spirit Hall arena was thick with the smell of burning and blood. Hu Liena, supporting herself with trembling arms, rose from the ground, her long, silver-purple hair clinging to her pale cheeks, her bloodied fingertips digging deep into the cracks of the floor tiles. She looked up at Yu Tianheng, Entanglement blue lightning had subsided, but whose dragon eyes still radiated a chilling pressure.
A metallic sweetness surged in her throat, but Hu Liena stubbornly straightened her back.
From childhood to adulthood, she was the pride of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation, with unparalleled Soul Skill and wisdom. Yet now, she was utterly crushed by the opponent's absolute power.
She walked step by step toward Yu Tianheng, the remaining Soul Power of the Nine-Tailed Fox Martial Soul leaving behind a shattered afterimage.
" Yu Tianheng." Her voice was hoarse yet clear, carrying the sharpness of jade shattering before it crumbled. "I, Hu Liena, will remember today's defeat." Her nails dug almost into her palms, a surge of resentment boiling in her chest, even her eyelashes trembling slightly. "You won't stay at the top forever—next time we meet, I'll tear your mouth apart with my own hands."
Yu Tianheng looked down at her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Before he could speak, Hu Liena had already turned and walked to the sidelines. Her blood-stained fox tail swept past Yu Tianheng's feet, kicking up a trail of fine dust.
Amid the clamor of the audience, she could hear her own heart pounding like a drum, and she secretly vowed to remember this humiliation forever.
Beside him, Xie Yue also slowly stood up. Although he didn't say anything, you could tell from his eyes that he was also unwilling. However, Yu Tianheng defeated them by his own strength, or by fighting three against one. He was simply outmatched in skill, so there was nothing more to say.
The moment Pope Bibi Dong announced the Imperial Fighting Team's victory, deafening cheers and thunderous applause mingled together.
Yu Tianheng then went on stage to accept the award on behalf of the team.
He walked step by step toward the high platform.
Finally, he stood before Bibi Dong.
Because Yu Tianheng is Yu Xiaogang's nephew, the two bear some resemblance in appearance.
Bibi Dong stared at the young man from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and was slightly stunned by his handsome young face.
But Bibi Dong quickly returned to normal.
"This year's champion's reward— Wisdom Condensing Mind Skull, Exploding Burning Flame Right Arm, and Rapid Advance Wind Chasing Left Leg." Bibi Dong's crimson eyes swept over Yu Tianheng, and with a light tap of her scepter, three Soul Bone emitting a ghostly glow floated out. "As is customary, they will be distributed among the teams."
The arena fell silent instantly, and all eyes were on Yu Tianheng.
Yu Tianheng nodded, "Thank you, Your His Holiness the Pope."
He then picked up the three Soul Bone, and just as he was about to leave, Bibi Dong said softly, " Yu Tianheng, you are outstanding. You are the most talented Soul Master I have ever seen. No wonder you are Yu Xiaogang's nephew. Would you like to join the Spirit Hall?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng was taken aback. In the original storyline, Bibi Dong was asking Tang San this question, but as the situation changed, it became a question directed at him.
Tang San directly rejected Bibi Dong's attempts to win him over, standing against her and becoming her enemy. With this lesson in mind, Yu Tianheng naturally wouldn't make the same mistake. However, he has now pledged allegiance to Qian Renxue and cannot pledge allegiance to Bibi Dong again, otherwise he would become a traitor. But he can't just refuse outright either.
He replied in a low voice, " Your His Holiness the Pope, your question came too suddenly. I didn't react for a moment, and this isn't the place to talk. I'd like to discuss this privately after the competition. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong nodded and said "Okay".
In her view, the fact that Yu Tianheng did not refuse immediately meant that there was room for negotiation. With the Spirit Hall's resources, she was not afraid that Yu Tianheng would not be tempted. Moreover, Yu Tianheng was the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Winning him over meant winning over the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which would have a huge impact on future plans.
Furthermore, since Yu Tianheng is Yu Xiaogang's nephew, she didn't want to kill him to avoid upsetting Yu Xiaogang Yu Tianheng. If she could win him over, that would be ideal.
Afterwards, Yu Tianheng took the reward and walked towards the Imperial Fighting Team.
Yu Tianheng looked at the members of the Imperial Fighting Team and asked, "How will the Soul Bone rewards be distributed?"
Osler refused outright. "Captain, you single-handedly defeated the Spirit Hall Golden Generation and won the championship. This reward is only worthy of you!"
"I can't have it."
Ye Lingling revealed a rare slight smile, "Captain, you won the championship in this competition entirely thanks to your individual efforts in defeating the Spirit Hall Academy Team. This reward is rightfully yours."
Yu Feng nodded vigorously. "Without the captain, we wouldn't even make it to the semifinals!"
The Shi Brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, didn't say much, only uttering the two words "No."
Teammate Yu Tianheng looked at Dugu Yan and asked for her opinion.
Dugu Yan smiled slightly, "Why be so clear about the distinction between us? Besides, you contributed the most to this competition, so the reward should rightfully be yours. I don't want it. And besides, I already have Soul Bone."
Dugu Yan possessed a Left Arm Soul Bone that Yu Tianheng had dropped when he killed the Giant Venomous Python. Its quality was as high as 70,000 years, which was in no way inferior to the three soul bones that Yu Tianheng had. In addition, the attributes of the three Soul Bone did not match hers, so Dugu Yan did not want them either.
Seeing this, Yu Tianheng had no choice but to accept it himself.
In the central square of Spirit City, the jubilant crowd gradually dispersed. At this moment, a familiar figure walked through the twilight. Dressed in thin gray clothes, he exuded a unique and composed aura—it was Yu Xiaogang.
" Tian Heng!" Yu Xiaogang strode forward, his eyes filled with pride. "Uncle is so proud of you! This championship is a well-deserved honor." He reached out and gently patted Yu Tianheng's shoulder. This seemingly simple gesture sent a shiver down Yu Tianheng's spine.