Looking at Lu Yuan's light punch, Yu Feng's face revealed a trace of mockery. Following that, he was filled with anger. The guy in front of him was too arrogant and looked down on him too much!
His soul power circulated faster, and the tips of his wings became even sharper. Yu Feng's mouth curled into a sinister smile. He could almost see the scene of his wings cutting Lu Yuan's fist in half.
"Heh!" Seeing Yu Feng's expression, Lu Yuan laughed lightly. His Golden Dragon's bloodline started to circulate, and his entire fist suddenly emitted an intense golden light. Wherever his fist went, there was a burst of air!
"Not good!" Yu Feng was the closest, and he instantly felt a strong sense of threat coming from the fist in front of him. The might of the fist made his heart jump!
"Third Soul Skill, Surging Storm!" Yu Feng hurriedly activated his thousand-year soul skill. A layer of green soul power instantly surged in front of his body, and then heavily smashed towards Lu Yuan!
"Eh, why did Yu Feng suddenly use his third soul skill?" Dugu Yan was a little puzzled as she asked. Facing Lu Yuan's simple punch, Yu Feng actually used his third soul skill. Was this brat's brain damaged?
Dugu Yan wasn't the only one who was puzzled. Many of the students present couldn't understand Yu Feng's actions.
"Something's not right!" Yu Tianheng frowned. His intuition told him that Lu Yuan's fist, which was emitting a faint golden light, wasn't simple!
Although his eyesight wasn't bad, he couldn't sense the enormous strength contained in Lu Yuan's fist across the stage. Of course, Yu Tianheng couldn't see it, and the majority of the people present couldn't see it either.
Seeing the faint golden light emitting from Lu Yuan's fist, the Sword Douluo's eyebrows twitched. He said indifferently, "The match is over, that youth won!"
"Eh?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously, "Which youth?"
"Emperor Dragon!" The Sword Douluo said.
"It can't be!" Ning Fengzhi couldn't believe it. That punch was clearly nothing special.
"You're not a Soul Battle Master, so you won't be able to sense the force behind that punch. It weighed over 5,000 kilograms, and I could even hear the sound of air exploding when that punch was unleashed!" the Sword Douluo said in an indifferent voice.
"Hiss!" Ning Fengzhi sucked in a breath of cold air as he looked at the youth on the stage who was at most thirteen years old. Such a young person actually had a strength of over ten thousand jin. It was really unbelievable. No wonder he was so arrogant. Now that he thought about it, it was not arrogance, but confidence in his strength.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was sighing, Lu Yuan's fist had already collided with Imperial Wind's third and first soul skills!
Bang! A huge explosion rang out. Lu Yuan's fist destroyed Yu Feng's two soul skills, and the remaining strength sent Yu Feng flying off the stage!
"Pfff!" Yu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fainted.
"Imperial Wind!" Dugu Yan cried out in alarm and quickly ran forward!
"Imperial Wind!" Yu Tianheng also rushed forward. Yu Feng was his comrade, and now he was actually beaten to such a state!
"Hiss!" A simple punch was able to destroy a Soul Elder's third soul skill and heavily injure him. All the students and teachers present sucked in a breath of cold air.
What terrifying strength! One had to know that he hadn't even used the power of his martial soul!
"Huang Long, you've gone too far. It's just a competition, and you actually used such a heavy hand!" Dugu Yan looked at the unconscious Yu Feng and shouted at Lu Yuan with a face full of indignation.
Hearing this, Lu Yuan furrowed his brows and said, "He's fine. I held back at the end. At most, he'll be bedridden for a few days!"
"Really?" Dugu Yan asked.
"I know best how much strength I used!" Lu Yuan said indifferently.
Although he came here to provoke and ruthlessly defeat Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, he wasn't the kind of person who would casually injure someone he hadn't provoked. That wasn't in line with his personality!
There wasn't any conflict of interest, so why would he casually kill someone? Although Yu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted, in reality, not a single rib was broken!
This kind of control of strength was something he could do with his dual-pupils and his spiritual power greatly increased. He could already do it to the point of perfection.
"Lingling, come take a look!" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Dugu Yan let out a sigh of relief. However, she was still a little worried and beckoned to Ye Lingling who was beside her!
Ye Lingling was a beautiful woman with a cold temperament. Her martial soul was the Nine-Hearted Begonia, an auxiliary-type martial soul that specialized in healing. Its healing ability was the best in the continent.
Coming to Yu Feng's side, Ye Lingling released her martial soul. The light of the Nine-Hearted Begonia scattered, and Yu Feng quickly recovered.
Dugu Yan relaxed. It seemed that Huang Long wasn't lying.
Lu Yuan looked at their actions and said indifferently, "The next one can go on stage!"
Yu Tianheng and the others were stunned. Suddenly, two sturdy youths walked out from the group. "Boss, let us go!"
"En!" After hesitating for a moment, Yu Tianheng nodded. Yu Feng was blown apart by a single punch even when his opponent didn't possess his martial soul. The Shi brothers had higher soul power and stronger martial souls, but if one of them went up against Yu Feng, they would undoubtedly lose. If the two of them went up together, they would have a chance of winning!
"You don't mind if it's two against one, right?" Graphite's simple and honest face revealed a trace of a strange smile.
"It doesn't matter!" Lu Yuan's indifferent voice came from the stage!
"Oh, it's two against one now? It seems that the people from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy aren't confident of winning in a one on one fight!" Ning Fengzhi rubbed his chin and said.
"This brat's strength definitely surpasses that of a Soul Elder. If he goes up against him one on one, he'll just be delivering food. Yu Tianheng isn't stupid, so he naturally won't refuse!" Sword Douluo said.
"Then why don't they just send out a Soul Ancestor? Don't they have a Soul Ancestor? "Ning Rongrong asked with a puzzled expression.
Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, but didn't say anything. He turned his gaze to Chihiro Snow and asked, "Qing He, what do you think?"
Chihiro Snow smiled and said, "Because this Huang Long is too strong. Even their Soul Ancestor may not have a chance of winning. Right now, they're probably trying to exhaust this Huang Long's soulforce. When his soulforce runs out, it'll be time for their Soul Ancestors to step up. After all, it'll be much easier for a Soul Ancestor to win against a Huang Long who's almost out of soulforce!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Qing He is right. This is what that brat Yu Tianheng is thinking. I didn't think that the dignified successor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon would have to resort to such a scheme." There was a trace of sorrow in his voice.
"That's because the brat on the stage is too strong. Yu Tianheng isn't confident in winning!" Sword Douluo hit the nail on the head.
"So that's how it is!" Ning Rongrong nodded in realization and said, "This Yu Tianheng is too despicable. He's actually using such a shameless scheme!"
In Ning Rongrong's heart, she had already secretly marked Yu Tianheng as a despicable person!
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo helplessly shook their heads when they heard this.
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