In the air, ice and fire intertwined.
Lightning crackled on the ground.
Xiao Lan's Blue Silver Ice and Fire Breaker hadn't even collided yet
when it was hit by the lightning and detonated prematurely.
Explosions echoed continuously on the arena.
Boom!
Even so, Yu Tianheng wasn't at the center of the explosion.
But the shockwave carrying the power of two extreme attributes
still caused him a lot of pain.
Some of the scales on his hands were broken, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Lan also knew when to stop.
She retracted her dimmed Blue Silver Holy Wings and slowly landed on the ground.
"Auntie, I admit defeat, you big silly dragon!"
She chuckled at Yu Tianheng twice
and quickly ran back to the Blue Tyrant Academy team.
"Auntie?!"
Everyone was confused by Xiao Lan's self-address.
Would this little girl take advantage of someone?
But those who knew the inside story knew that Yu Tianheng really had to call her auntie.
After all, Ye Qiu was his uncle.
Regardless of whether Xiao Lan was his sister or wife.
Yu Tianheng's identity as his nephew was something he couldn't shake off.
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, his heart filled with grief.
Yu Tianheng's face also flushed red, completely at a loss for words.
It was all because his aunt had followed Ye Qiu.
"Sister Xiao Lan, are you alright?" Hen Qiu Tian asked
with concern, looking at Xiao Lan who had returned to the group .
Xiao Lan waved her hand with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a little tired."
She then tried to throw herself into Ye Qiu's arms.
"Heh,"
Ye Qiu didn't refuse, letting her lean on him.
"Brother, how was it? Xiao Lan is amazing, isn't she?"
Before Ye Qiu could respond, Bai Chenxiang interrupted.
"Little Lan is very amazing."
"Sister Xiangxiang, let brother say it."
Xiao Lan pouted, eliciting a burst of laughter from the women.
"Haha."
However, Ye Qiu's soft exclamation quickly interrupted their laughter.
"Huh?"
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Liu Erlong looked at Ye Qiu in confusion.
"It seems the Spirit Hall sent a support-type Soul Master, right?"
Ye Qiu looked at the figure standing on the arena.
With a bewildered expression
,
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been leaning against Ye Qiu, couldn't help but look up.
Standing opposite Yu Tianheng on the arena was Xu Yu, a support-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall team.
A level 46 support-type Soul Master, wielding the Golden Scepter.
"What do they mean by this?"
Ning Rongrong hadn't even reacted yet
when Xu Yu directly stepped off the arena, admitting defeat.
This action
left not only Yu Tianheng stunned ,
but the entire arena fell silent .
"They used a little trick, getting a bye. It's our turn to send someone,"
Ye Qiu chuckled,
glancing at Hu Liena and the others not far away. It
seemed they wanted to wear down Blue Tyrant Academy while also testing
Tang San
's strength against them.
Ye Qiu understood,
and the others naturally understood as well.
There was no rule against support-type Soul Masters from participating.
This was a reasonable use of the rules.
Everyone was curious whether Blue Tyrant Academy would use the same tactic.
But Ye Qiu knew
it was pointless.
A weakened Yu Tianheng wouldn't pose any threat to the Spirit Hall team or his own side.
"Ye Qiu, don't underestimate me. I'm not going to embarrass myself,"
Ning Rongrong pouted, avoiding Ye Qiu's gaze.
"Miss Rongrong, my husband is clearly looking at me. Can you please stop being so presumptuous?"
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Dugu Yan's soft, charming voice rang out, tinged with a hint of teasing.
"You—"
Ning Rongrong was about to retort when she realized
Ye Qiu wasn't really looking at her.
She snorted coldly.
"Who told you to stand behind me?"
"Miss, you clearly just came over because you felt comfortable, didn't you?"
Dugu Yan crossed her arms, suppressing her narrow-mindedness.
"You...you're talking nonsense."
Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed red.
"Alright, you two stop arguing. Yan Yan...you'll probably run into Yan later, be careful."
Ye Qiu promptly interrupted the two women's daily bickering.
"Don't worry, husband."
Dugu Yan nodded slightly, stepped forward, and gently pressed her fiery red lips to Ye Qiu's cheek
before gracefully walking towards the arena.
"Go, you stinky woman!"
Ning Rongrong shouted after Dugu Yan's retreating figure.
Dugu Yan waved her hand helplessly: "I know, Miss, don't shout so loudly."
"Hmph! Unappreciative!"
Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, indignant.
Looking at Ye Qiu, a blush crept onto her face. Ning Fengzhi had already told her
yesterday that after the Soul Master Competition, he would hold a grand engagement banquet for her and Ye Qiu. Then, she would truly be Ye Qiu's woman. Ning Rongrong's sudden softening gaze left Ye Qiu bewildered. "Rongrong, what are you thinking about?" Jiangzhu gently poked her flushed cheeks. "Ah? I...I'm not thinking about anything." Ning Rongrong shook her head repeatedly, but the soft, delicate feeling emanating from her body wouldn't go away. A sweet smile occasionally appeared on her lips. Looking up at Ye Qiu, she said softly, "I'll tell you after the competition." "Hmm." Ye Qiu nodded slightly, a few guesses forming in his mind. After the competition , it was time to fulfill his promise. It would also give the other girls a complete explanation. Hu Liena remained expressionless. Looking at Dugu Yan's figure on the arena, she breathed a sigh of relief. Next, Yan will definitely win the match. Then he'll face Tang San, who possesses twin martial souls and is at his peak. Even if he loses, thanks to the bye just now, it should be Blue Tyrant Academy's turn to send someone. But Hu Liena is still worried. What if Blue Tyrant Academy suddenly changes their mind and uses the same strategy? Hu Liena has no way to help them . Only she and Yan are left on their side. They can only play it safe. On the arena, purple poisonous mist rises. A short while later, a figure crackling with lightning is blasted off the stage. It's Yu Tianheng , his face stained with a dark color. Tang San calmly walks over and places his hand on Yu Tianheng. A flash of blood appears. The dark color on Yu Tianheng's face dissipates, but at the same time, all color disappears. Ye Qiu's Sharingan flickers slightly. That flash of blood... seems to be Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul?! Tang San suddenly raises his head, meeting Ye Qiu's gaze with a cold smile . It won't be long before it's his turn. Soon he'll be able to trample Ye Qiu under his feet! Not long after the match ended, Yan, with his full head of red hair, stepped onto the arena from the Spirit Hall team. His Spirit was the Flame Lord, possessing both fire and earth attributes. He was a level 62 Soul Emperor, with two yellow, one purple, and three black Soul Rings. Dugu Yan's purple poisonous mist gradually melted as it approached him. Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "It's a Soul Bone!" With that one cry, everyone's attention focused on the arena. At the same time, a chilling aura spread out. The javelin-like old man standing next to Ye Qiu began to radiate the aura of a Title Douluo . (End of Chapter)