Chapter 202: Yu Tianheng — "I Should Be Fine... Probably."
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For another thing, they represented the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. And those noble lords—they cared about nothing more than "face." Although their fate as runners-up was already sealed, simply conceding defeat outright would reflect poorly on their reputation should word get out.
Moreover, the Tianshui Team had just put up a symbolic fight moments ago.
As the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they certainly couldn’t afford to be outdone!
As for the danger...
Yu Tianheng could tell that Jiang Li’er was purely there for fun—she simply wanted to "fish in a barrel." She exercised great restraint in her attacks; in the match against the Tianshui Team, not a single person had suffered an injury.
It should... be fine, right?
He turned to look at his teammates, feeling a strange pang of guilt in his heart.
He knew that facing a Title Douluo, a head-on clash would only result in his teammates getting injured.
Conceding defeat and conserving their strength would have been the truly responsible choice for everyone.
Yet, he had still chosen to fight.
I’m sorry, brothers.
He silently apologized in his heart.
Then, taking a deep breath, he declared in a deep voice: "Brothers, unleash your Martial Souls!"
As his words fell—
"Roar—!!!"
An earth-shattering dragon roar resounded throughout the entire arena!
The phantom of a Tyrannosaurus Rex—its entire body a brilliant azure, its scales shimmering with lightning—coiled around him! The dragon’s head reared back to the heavens, roaring as thunder boomed and bolts of lightning crisscrossed the air!
Beneath his feet, four Soul Rings—two yellow and two purple—pulsed in rhythmic succession!
Electricity coursed through his meridians; his arms transformed into massive, powerful dragon claws, the air around them crackling with arcs of lightning!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!
Yu Tianheng—a Level 43 Power Attack System Battle Soul Sect!
Beside him, Dugu Yan turned gracefully!
A swirling mist of emerald-green poison instantly enveloped her form! The phantom of a massive, highly venomous Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor materialized behind her! Its vertical pupils glowed crimson, and drops of emerald-green venom dripped from its fangs, radiating an aura of terror that made the heart pound!
Beneath her feet, four Soul Rings—two yellow and two purple—spun in rotation!
The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor!
Dugu Yan—a Level 49 Control System Battle Soul Sect!
Behind them, the two Black Tortoises, the Ghost Leopard, and the Wind Chime Bird simultaneously unleashed their Martial Souls!
At the very rear, Ye Lingling gently raised her delicate hand.
The Nine-Heart Begonia blossomed within her palm! The petals layered one upon another, and a holy, healing light flowed all around her!
Beneath her feet, two yellow and one purple Spirit Rings spun gently!
The Nine-Heart Begonia!
The greatest healing Martial Soul on the entire continent!
The seven of them unleashed their full aura!
The entire arena erupted once again!
"Good!"
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy! Let’s go!"
"Show them what you’re made of!"
The roar of the crowd was deafening!
Jiang Li’er narrowed her eyes as she gazed at Yu Tianheng’s Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Then, behind her, a massive golden dragon silhouette suddenly burst into existence!
The Golden Dragon!
A pure-blooded True Dragon!
The dragon’s silhouette blotted out the sky and sun; its scales were sharply defined, its whiskers fluttered in the wind, and a pair of crimson dragon eyes looked down upon the entire arena!
A terrifying draconic might spread outward as if it were a tangible substance!
So intense was this draconic pressure that it instantly engulfed the entire battle stage!
Yu Tianheng felt his legs go weak!
A primal terror, stemming from the very depths of his bloodline, instantly surged through his entire body!
This fear did not stem from a disparity in strength, but rather from an absolute, crushing dominance on a fundamental level of life itself!
To the Golden Dragon, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was nothing more than a lowly, inferior member of the dragon race!
Thud!
Yu Tianheng collapsed directly onto his knees!
"..."
He braced his hands against the ground, trembling uncontrollably; cold sweat instantly soaked the back of his clothes!
His usually resolute face was now contorted in sheer terror!
This... is this the draconic might of a pure-blooded True Dragon?!
It’s... it’s absolutely terrifying!
His teammates: "???"
His teammates were utterly dumbfounded!
They stared at Yu Tianheng, kneeling on the ground, their eyes wide with shock!
"Tianheng?!"
Dugu Yan cried out in alarm!
Although she and the others were also struggling—the draconic pressure bore down on them as well, causing their bodies to tremble slightly and making the circulation of their Spirit Power feel sluggish—
None of them were affected as severely as Yu Tianheng!
He had actually dropped to his knees!
Kneeling there on the ground, Yu Tianheng felt like weeping, though no tears would come.
He had completely forgotten about this detail! Jiang Li’er’s Golden Dragon Martial Soul was a dragon-type Martial Soul of exceptionally high lineage and quality.
It exerted an incredibly potent suppressive force over other beast-type Martial Souls—especially those of the dragon variety!
The last time Jiang Li’er had unleashed her Martial Soul was just a few days ago, during the match against the Tianshui Team. At that time, he hadn’t witnessed it firsthand, nor had he felt the crushing weight of that draconic might.
Now, however, he was experiencing it in the flesh!
He had made a complete fool of himself!
He had originally intended to put on a merely symbolic performance in the match, just to bolster his public image.
He never expected to be utterly suppressed by his opponent’s draconic aura right from the opening move!
He had been brought straight to his knees!
If news of this got out, where would Yu Tianheng—he himself—be able to hide his face?!
His position as the clan’s Young Master now seemed to be drifting further and further out of reach!
Jiang Li’er gazed at this young man who had dared to unleash a dragon-type Martial Soul in her presence; sensing the inferior quality of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, a flicker of disdain flashed through her eyes.
Is that all you’ve got?
But then again, who was she to be anything but polite?
It simply wouldn’t do to leave him kneeling there like that—how terribly awkward for him!
And so, the ever-so-kindhearted Jiang Li’er decided to lend him a hand.
She flashed into motion!
In an instant, she appeared directly before Yu Tianheng!
Yu Tianheng’s pupils constricted sharply!
Before he could even react, a foot slammed into his body!
"BAM—!!!"
Yu Tianheng’s entire body went flying backward like a cannonball!
He traced a parabolic arc across the entire arena, soaring straight toward the spectator stands!
"CRASH—!!!"
Another deafening impact rang out!
Yu Tianheng smashed violently into the wall beneath the spectator stands, his entire body embedding itself deep within the masonry!
The wall cracked and fractured, sending a shower of rubble and dust raining down!
Yu Tianheng slumped within the wall, lying motionless.
It looked like... well, at least he wasn’t dead... right?
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence!
Then...
"ROAR—!!!"
The crowd erupted!
"Holy crap! She sent him flying with a single kick?!"
"A Titled Douluo—their power is truly terrifying!"
"I told you so! He should have just surrendered immediately; what was the point of suffering through that for nothing?"
Gasps of shock and cries of astonishment intertwined, creating a chaotic crescendo of sound! ...
In the VIP stands.
Yu Luomian covered his face, unable to bear the sight.
Although Yu Tianheng was not his biological grandson, he was, after all, a "Heaven’s Chosen"—a prodigy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yet now, he had been sent flying by a single kick, left embedded in the wall...
He felt as though his family’s honor had been utterly disgraced.
However, he also knew that this was not Yu Tianheng’s fault.
He had sensed that overwhelming "Dragon Might" even from the sidelines.
It was simply too powerful.
It was a pure suppression of bloodline—leaving absolutely no room for resistance.
Sigh...
He let out a silent sigh in his heart.
...
On the arena floor.
Dugu Yan stared at the airborne Yu Tianheng—now stuck in the wall—and parted her lips as if to speak, yet no words would come out.
She wanted to step forward and intervene.
But she was utterly powerless.
What could she possibly do against a Titled Douluo?
Go up there just to offer herself up as a free kill?
See? I told you we should have just surrendered right away!
But no—you just wouldn’t listen!
She grumbled silently to herself.
The other teammates remained rooted to the spot as well, standing motionless.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to move.
It was that they didn’t dare to move.
Jiang Li’er retracted her leg and brushed off some non-existent dust from her clothes.
She glanced at the six remaining opponents and grinned: "Anyone else want to give it a try?"
The six of them shook their heads in perfect unison.
Dugu Yan managed to force the words out: "Your Excellency, we surrender!"
Jiang Li’er nodded with satisfaction.
She turned to the referee: "You can make the announcement now, can’t you?"
Only then did the referee snap back to reality; he hurriedly raised his flag and declared: "The Spirit Hall Academy Team is victorious!"
The entire arena erupted in cheers!
"Spirit Hall! Spirit Hall! Spirit Hall!"
A roar of cheers—like a surging mountain tide—shook the very heavens!