"This is the smallest weapon I have,"Xiao Lin said, as a silvery-white soul power shield enveloped his body.
Now, he looked a bit more serious.
"Damn it! How dare he underestimate me—underestimate my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
Yu Tianheng felt like his blood was boiling. Facing such mockery from Xiao Lin, how could he stay calm?
However, the education he received from a young age made him suppress his anger and fight with focus.
"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"
As his yellow soul ring lit up beneath him, a lightning-forged dragon claw formed around his own. In the next moment, Yu Tianheng hurled it directly at Xiao Lin.
Wherever the electric claw passed, even the air crackled and burned, emitting a distinct scorching smell.
Just a first soul skill, and it already possessed such devastating destructive power.
Even Tang San, observing from the side, quietly admired it:
"As expected of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the strongest beast martial soul. And thunder-type power is known for sheer destructive force."
Let this first skill teach you a lesson,Yu Tianheng thought inwardly.
But Xiao Lin didn't even try to dodge.
Instead, he lifted his steel baton and casually struck in mid-air.
In the next second, the powerful Thunder Dragon Claw shattered in the air, dispersing into a flicker of thunderlight and vanishing.
"That soul tool!?"
Yu Tianheng was shocked. So that baton wasn't ordinary at all.
Although he hadn't sensed any soul power from it just now, judging by the destructive result, he assumed it must be some powerful offensive soul tool containing at least a hundred-year-level soul technique.
But in fact—it wasn't.
That baton was something Tang San had made for training—specifically to break through Xiao Lin's defense.
It did contain some array circuits based on a hundred-year-level soul ring, but its main effect was vibration. Tang San had originally hoped the vibration could disrupt Xiao Lin's Vajra Indestructible Body, breaking through his defense.
Of course, it didn't work.
Instead, Xiao Lin ended up using it as a toy, even calling it a massage stick.
Tang San could clearly see everything. With his Purple Demon Eye, he observed that Xiao Lin only used a bit of soul power to protect the baton—he hadn't used any real power.
And yet, with just that, he shattered Yu Tianheng's first soul skill.
Brother Lin's strength, speed, and raw attack power were already *on par with high-tier soul beasts of the same level.
Now that Yu Tianheng had seen a glimpse of Xiao Lin's strength, he realized he couldn't hold back anymore.
He made up his mind to go all out—to make Xiao Lin suffer a little.
In the next second, both his second and third soul rings lit up.
"Thunder Wrath! Thunder Rampage!"
As his yellow and purple rings gleamed, Yu Tianheng's power surged dramatically.
With such intense soul skills, he now looked like a rampaging storm dragon.
As he charged toward Xiao Lin, lightning exploded around him—so intense that the air near Xiao Lin crackled and scorched before the attack even landed.
Even Xiao Lin had to take a few steps back to avoid getting his hair frizzed or fried.
Yu Tianheng's eyes were bloodshot, as if throwing his life on the line.
A massive dragon claw came crashing down at Xiao Lin's face.
"Such powerful strength… then I'll respond with a soul skill of my own!"
Xiao Lin tilted his head back slightly. A soul ring lit up beneath him, and his aura changed instantly.
Even Qin Ming, watching from the sidelines, felt the sudden surge of danger emanating from Xiao Lin.
"Pa!"
Xiao Lin's baton smashed into Yu Tianheng's dragon claw, flinging it aside and shattering the surrounding lightning.
The baton's vibration function was especially effective—able to disperse energy-based attacks.
That's why Xiao Lin loved it so much.
Then…
Xiao Lin curled his lips into a smile.
Looking at the stunned Yu Tianheng, shocked from having his dragon claw swatted away, Xiao Lin struck again—
This time, he dispersed the lightning from Yu Tianheng's claw entirely.
"Your attacks are weak, your speed is slow, and your body isn't tough. You dare try to fight me in close combat?"
Before Xiao Lin could finish, he thrust the baton into Yu Tianheng's chest.
A deep, dull impact echoed.
Yu Tianheng's vision went black. His chest caved in under the force, and his whole body buckled, stumbling backward, staggering.
The intense pain rippled through his body. His internal organs were in turmoil. He almost coughed up blood.
Moments later, Yu Tianheng collapsed on the Soul Arena, supported only by the remnants of strength in his massive dragon claw.
"No way… this can't be happening…!"
Yu Tianheng was filled with disbelief.
He was about to lose—without even forcing Xiao Lin to use his martial soul?
"What just happened…?"
Qin Ming looked at Yu Tianheng—the ace of the Emperor Battle Team, the spearhead who always broke through enemy formations.
Now he was lying on the ground, stunned.
"How could this be?"
Qin Ming thought about Xiao Lin's earlier words. While they made sense, he hadn't believed them entirely.
Yu Tianheng was a top-tier beast martial soul user. Even if his speed wasn't the best, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's physical enhancement, he shouldn't be slower than most agility-type soul masters.
And as for being weak or having a fragile body—that was nonsense.
Among soul masters of the same level, there weren't many physically stronger than Yu Tianheng.
Even the Power Clan, known for brute force, might not be stronger than Yu Tianheng.
His dragon-claw form alone could pierce through most defenses and even offer him some protection.
If he had used all three of his soul skills just for ranged attacks, Thunder Dragon Claw alone would be one of the strongest attacks in his class.
Thinking this far, Qin Ming finally understood—
Yu Tianheng wasn't weak.
He had just encountered someone much stronger—A "big seven-dimensional warrior", Xiao Lin.
"It's normal that Yu Tianheng can't beat Brother Lin,"Tang San said quietly.
"Because Brother Lin's first soul skill alone is stronger than Yu Tianheng's three combined."
"It increases his attack power by 400%."
Tang San shook his head.
If Yu Tianheng didn't use his fourth soul skill, Tang San had no interest in watching anymore.
With this level, it's still weaker than my Clear Sky Hammer's chaotic wind hammer technique using gravitational acceleration,Tang San thought.
"400%!?"
"Impossible!"
While everyone was stunned by the idea of a 400% attack boost, Ning Rongrong cried out.
"No way! Even my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can only enhance up to 80%!"
"If you include the true form of the pagoda and expert soul skill usage, you might squeeze out 120%—but no way you get 200%!"
"How could a soul skill—especially a first soul skill—give such a terrifying boost!?"
She shook her head over and over. This shattered her worldview so badly she couldn't even process it.
"What's the big deal? Doesn't Yu Tianheng's third soul skill double his attack too?"
From the arena, Xiao Lin called back when he heard Ning Rongrong's objections.
"That's different! Captain Yu's third skill only doubles lightning-type damage!"
Ning Rongrong's expression shifted, and she shouted again:
"And it's his third soul skill!"
"Well, sorry to disappoint,"Xiao Lin shrugged on stage."But my skill boost is just that overpowered."
He had already given Yu Tianheng plenty of time to recover.
Now he was just waiting to see how powerful Yu Tianheng's fourth soul skill really was.
(End of Chapter)