"Tiānhéng, he's… going to use that move!" Dugu Yan exclaimed in shock.
Over the past few years, Yu Tianheng had also created his own set of soul skills, but they were not yet fully perfected. If unleashed, they could cause a huge disaster.
"It's alright, Sister Yan. The reason Tianheng dares to use it is because we're all here. He knows that even if he loses control, we can stop him from hurting anyone. Today, let him fight to his heart's content." Tianlin smiled at Dugu Yan.
"Xiao Tian, I'm counting on you. Later, you must stop me." Tianheng glanced at Tianlin and saw encouragement in his eyes. With that, he no longer hesitated. "Dragon—Reverse—Scale!"
In the Soul Arena, Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon phantom grew more solid, his eyes turned blood-red, and he seemed to lose all awareness.
It is said that dragons have a reverse scale—touch it, and you die. This move was a strengthened version of Yu Tianheng's third soul skill, created by himself. At the cost of losing all reason and emotion, he could multiply his combat power several times over a short period.
Right now, he had only one thought: to tear apart the opponent in front of him—he no longer cared whether the person before him was his cousin.
"Ah!" Roaring, Yu Tianheng charged at Yu Tianxin at a speed too fast to react to.
At this moment, Yu Tianxin had also finished preparing his soul skill. Terrifying lightning descended from the heavens, striking at Yu Tianheng.
This battle between the brothers was truly merciless. But that was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family's style. They bore no killing intent for each other, but once they became opponents, they would fight with all their strength. That's what made them the fiercest family on the continent.
Several bolts of lightning from Yu Tianxin struck Yu Tianheng, but Tianheng seemed to have lost all sense of pain, pressing forward against the lightning.
"What terrifying physical strength. If that lightning hit me, I'd probably be reduced to ashes. But Yu Tianheng is fine—not only is he also lightning-attributed, but his body is simply too strong." Feng Xiaotian sighed.
"He broke through my ultimate move so easily? Could this be the indestructible body Tianheng mentioned, cultivated from the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum?" Yu Tianxin was shocked and then gave a bitter smile. "Looks like I've lost today."
Even Yu Tianxin's strongest move couldn't win him the fight, so he had no choice but to concede. But right now, Yu Tianheng didn't care if his opponent surrendered—as long as his opponent was alive, his attacks would not stop.
Tianheng continued charging at Yu Tianxin, and with a murderous swipe, left three bloody claw marks on Tianxin's chest.
Fortunately, Yu Tianxin reacted quickly and dodged part of the attack, or his wounds would have been deep enough to show bone.
In his Reverse Scale state, Yu Tianheng's offense, defense, and speed all increased dramatically. Yu Tianxin could no longer compete with him.
"Ugh!" Yu Tianxin grunted, half-kneeling on the ground—the earlier claw had truly hurt him.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng's fourth soul ring lit up—he intended to use Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Rush in his berserk state. That would be fatal for Yu Tianxin.
Gu Rong saw this and was about to intervene, but someone was faster—Tianlin, who had been ready.
At the crucial moment, he stepped in front of Yu Tianxin, first blocking all the force of Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Rush with his Demon Sword, then gathering immense soul power in his fist.
"Tianheng, you've already won. Calm down!" With a powerful punch to Yu Tianheng's abdomen, Tianheng immediately passed out.
"Thank you!" Just before completely losing consciousness, Tianheng regained clarity for a moment and uttered these two words.
"Rest well, Captain," Tianlin said softly, then turned to Yu Tianxin. "Brother Tianxin, the winner is already decided, right?"
"Yes, as agreed, Thunderclap Academy lost this match." Yu Tianxin admitted defeat frankly. "And thank you for saving my life, Brother Jun."
Tianlin smiled. "It was nothing, just lending a hand."
With that, the Emperor Battle Team secured first place in the qualifiers with a perfect record of fourteen wins. Next, they would advance to the finals and face the Spirit Hall Academy—the Golden Generation.
"Yu Tianheng just now, even Soul Kings above level fifty-five wouldn't dare face him head-on. Yet that Sword Prince knocked him out with one punch. Just how much of his strength has he revealed so far?" Salas frowned. Every time he thought he'd figured Tianlin out, the latter would show even greater power, startling him. It was as if Tianlin was a bottomless abyss.
Tianlin carried Yu Tianheng back to their team. Tianheng wasn't seriously injured, just exhausted, and with Ye Lingling's treatment, he soon woke up.
He should have been resting, but there was still one match left to watch. There were seven matches per round in the qualifiers—this had been the sixth. The last match was New GOdwind Academy versus Shrek Academy.
Tianlin hadn't been interested in this fight, but when he saw the two competitors, he changed his mind. From the Godwind Academy, it was their strongest fighter, Feng Xiaotian; from Shrek, the protagonist of the original story—Tang San.
Tang San had just returned after hunting his fourth soul ring and seemed much more confident upon becoming a Soul Ancestor. But his fourth soul ring was not a ten-thousand-year ring like in the original—it was just an ordinary thousand-year ring, probably around four thousand years old, not even surpassing the five-thousand-year limit.
Tianlin was interested in this match because, in the original story, it was during this fight that Tang San was forced to reveal the Clear Sky Hammer.
At this point, Tang San was much weaker than in the original. If he wanted to defeat Feng Xiaotian, Blue Silver Grass alone obviously wouldn't suffice—so the Clear Sky Hammer was bound to appear, making things interesting.
Feng Xiaotian didn't take Tang San seriously—since Tang San had no interaction with Huo Wu, he hadn't paid attention to this lBlue Silver Grass soul master.
With the fragility of Blue Silver Grass, it couldn't possibly withstand Feng Xiaotian's Wind Blade.
At first, Feng Xiaotian hadn't even planned to use his Swift Wind Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Slash. But as soon as the match started, he realized he was wrong. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wasn't that impressive, nor did it restrict him much.
But Tang San had several powerful martial techniques: the strange Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, the skillful Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, and the terrifying Purple Demon Eye. With these in combination, all of Feng Xiaotian's attacks were easily deflected.
"Very good, I underestimated you. In that case, take this—Swift Wind Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Slash!" Feng Xiaotian no longer hesitated and unleashed the first slash.
Tang San responded with his Mysterious Jade Hand, meeting the attack head-on. But the Mysterious Jade Hand might be able to block the first or second slash—what about the rest?
The power of Swift Wind Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Slash increased with each blow. That would be the true deciding point of the match.