Lei Long was still in shock from the scene of his Soul Skill being broken when he saw Yu Tianheng's swift punch coming at him, and he was terrified.
He instinctively tried to mobilize his Soul Power to unleash Soul Skill to defend himself, but it was too late. His eyes widened in terror as he watched the fist rapidly enlarge in his field of vision.
With a dull thud, a fist slammed heavily into Lei Long's chest.
Lei Long's body flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, tracing a long arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over, blood gushing from his mouth.
Yu Tianheng shattered the Fourth Soul Skill of the Power Attack System Soul Master with a single punch, and then severely injured his opponent with another punch.
Mu Qing, Mu Zi, and the others who witnessed this scene were all dumbfounded.
They stared intently at the scene, their mouths agape, their eyes filled with shock and bewilderment. Yu Tianheng unleashed two punches in quick succession, one shattering a Soul Skill, the other sending Lei Long. His movements were fluid and powerful.
Mu Qing stood frozen in place, his hands unconsciously clenching the hem of his clothes until his knuckles turned white. His throat bobbed, but no sound came out. The image of Yu Tianheng throwing a punch kept replaying in his mind. He had always thought that Soul Master represented the strongest power, but now his understanding had been completely overturned.
Mu Zi's eyes widened like copper bells, her delicate body trembling slightly. Her lips parted slightly, but she could only let out intermittent gasps. It turned out that Martial Dao, when mastered, were in no way inferior to Soul Master.
The others also felt a mix of emotions, but mostly they were relieved. Although they hadn't managed to awaken their Martial Soul and become Soul Master, they were fortunate enough to have met Yu Tianheng and become martial artists. Now they witnessed the power of martial artists and deeply felt the vastness and infinite possibilities of the Martial Dao world.
This further strengthened their resolve to diligently cultivate Martial Dao.
Yu Tianheng slowly approached Lei Long, who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.
At this moment, Lei Long was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and looked utterly disheveled, but he still struggled to his feet and stared at Yu Tianheng, asking with extreme resentment, " Yu Tianheng, who exactly are you?"
Who I am is none of your business. On the contrary, it is you who has repeatedly opposed me. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?
As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura emanated from Yu Tianheng.
The temperature inside the Blue Lightning Martial Arts Hall dropped several degrees instantly.
"You dare?!"
Yu Tianheng did not answer, but instead drew a sharp blade from his waist and slowly raised it as if to stab.
Lei Long's eyes widened in terror as he watched the approaching sword tip. His body trembled uncontrollably, all arrogance vanishing from his face, replaced by utter fear. "You... you mustn't do anything rash!"
Yu Tianheng's lips curled into a cold smile. Instead of stopping, he pressed the sword down even further, the sharp tip almost touching Lei Long's throat. If it went in just one more inch, it would take his life.
Lei Long's breathing became rapid. In his panic, he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "You dare to kill me? I am the son of Lei Zhan, the Marshal of the Heaven Dou Empire! My father is Eight-Ring Soul Douluo level expert, and the Lei Clan holds a pivotal position in the entire Heaven Dou Empire. If you kill me, the Lei Clan and the Heaven Dou Empire will never let you off!" As he shouted these words, Lei Long's voice trembled with fear, but when he mentioned his family, a ruthless glint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
But Yu Tianheng scoffed, "That's it?"
"Have you forgotten that I come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects? In terms of family background, can you compare to me?"
"So what if you're the son of a marshal of the Heaven Dou Empire? I'm still the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! So what if your father is Soul Douluo? My grandfather was Titled Douluo!"
"Threatening me with these is utterly ridiculous. I might as well kill you now, then I can just pack up and leave, going straight back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to hide. If your marshal father wants revenge, that's perfect, I'll just have my grandfather come out of seclusion and kill him."
"With the combat power of Titled Douluo, killing a mere Soul Douluo shouldn't take long. As for the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family questioning us?" Yu Tianheng chuckled, "I simply don't believe they would offend the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and a Titled Douluo for the sake of a dead man!"
Upon hearing this, Lei Long's face turned deathly pale, because he felt that what Yu Tianheng said made a lot of sense and was simply impossible to refute.
Yu Tianheng really killed him, what could the Lei Clan do? Would they really go after the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for revenge?
That would be utterly courting death.
Seeing that Lei Long was speechless, Yu Tianheng was too lazy to waste any more words and was about to take action.
Seeing this, Lei Long hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, Yu Tianheng, oh no! Brother Tian... Brother Tian, please don't kill me. I was wrong to do this. I shouldn't have provoked you again and again. Give me a chance. As long as you spare me this time, I will agree to any request you make, as long as you don't kill me."
"Also, I won't fight you for Lan Lingmeng anymore. From now on, she's your woman, and I'll avoid her whenever I see her."
"..."
Lei Long clung to Yu Tianheng's leg, crying and begging for mercy.
"Get out of here!"
Yu Tianheng kicked him away.
But Lei Long stubbornly crawled over and continued to beg for mercy.
Seeing his pathetic appearance, Yu Tianheng showed disdain and thought to himself: The son of the marshal of the Heaven Dou Empire is nothing special. It seems that these so-called elite noble children are nothing special.
Killing such a piece of trash might be satisfying, but it would leave some trouble behind, so we need to think about it more carefully.
Regardless, Lei Long had a powerful Imperial Marshal father, Soul Douluo- level figure, as his backer. Although Yu Tianheng was not afraid, he was still too weak to provoke such a powerful being.
In that case, we'll keep Lei Long around for now, but we can't just let him go like that.
"He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment."
"If I let you go so easily, the world will think that I, Yu Tianheng, am easy to bully."
Yu Tianheng looked down at Lei Long with a mocking gaze. "Since you've brought up your family background, I won't make things difficult for you. Write an IOU." With that, Yu Tianheng gestured for Yi Mu Qing to fetch paper and pen.
Lei Long was taken aback. "Write what?"
"Enough nonsense!" Yu Tianheng kicked Lei Long. "Just write that you owe me one million Gold Soul Coin, to be paid back within three years. If you dare to renege, I'll make sure you disappear from this world!"
Lei Long trembled as he took the paper and pen, and hurriedly wrote down an IOU: "I owe Yu Tianheng one million Gold Soul Coin, which I will definitely repay within three years. If I fail to do so, I will be punished as I see fit. Debtor: Lei Long." After finishing, Lei Long nervously handed the IOU to Yu Tianheng, his heart filled with despair.