Who is Tang Yuehua?
For people living in Wuhun City, this name is very unfamiliar.
However, for those in Heaven Dou City, the name should not be too strange.
Master of Yuexuan, with the martial spirit Ruyi Circle, an innate soul power of only half a level, and a lifetime stuck at the ninth-level soul warrior, not even a soul master.
Even though she possessed a domain, it was a noble domain—useless for soul masters.
Yuexuan, seemingly just a noble etiquette school, had stood in Heaven Dou City for many years, but no one knew that its owner was the daughter of the world's number one sect—Clear Sky Sect.
It must be said, Tang Yuehua was truly top-tier when it came to being a spy.
Now Yu Xiaowei used Tang Yuehua and Yu Xiaogang for comparison, which formed a stark contrast.
Tang Yuehua's identity caused an uproar in the stands.
Especially Orlando, whose paralyzed expression was full of shock and unease.
Neither he nor the former platinum bishop, Sarath, had known that Tang Yuehua was the third lady of the Clear Sky Sect.
Although there were reasons for looking down on dealing with nobles, this was still a huge dereliction of duty.
Yu Yuanzhen's expression became somewhat gloomy.
He had to admit that what Yu Xiaowei said made sense.
If Yu Xiaogang had stayed with the family and focused on his research, and become a theoretical teacher of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he might not have been admired by everyone, but at least he wouldn't have been expelled from the family lineage and scolded by all.
He also knew that his youngest son had been strong-willed since childhood, so he spared no effort and even personally went to search for the Dragon Blood Fruit. But no matter what he did, Yu Xiaogang ultimately betrayed the family.
Although his son disappointed him greatly, when he learned that Yu Xiaowei still had the Dragon Blood Fruit, he still shamelessly asked for it.
But this time, his always-obedient nephew firmly refused and made it clear that the Dragon Blood Fruit was to win over Dugu Bo. The influence of a titled Douluo was far greater than that of a prodigal.
This reasoning was very sound, so Yu Yuanzhen had no choice but to reluctantly give up the idea of the Dragon Blood Fruit.
On the stage, Yu Xiaogang's veins bulged, and he clenched his fists tightly, staring at Yu Xiaowei.
He had just witnessed what Liu Erlong and Flender did, and he also remembered Yu Xiaowei's words.
The betrayal of his brother, the departure of his beloved, and the rejection of his family—all of this made him deeply resent Luo Sanpao.
Yes.
Yu Xiaogang never hated anyone.
Even though his family cast him out, even though his beloved called him a disgrace, even though his adoptive brother took the woman who should've been his wife, and even though his cousin humiliated him in many ways—
The one he hated most was his martial spirit, Luo Sanpao.
In Yu Xiaogang's heart, all his misfortunes stemmed from Luo Sanpao.
If not for this useless martial spirit, how could his innate soul power have been only half a level, and how could he have ended up in a situation where everyone looked down on him?
The atmosphere in the arena had become tense before the match even started.
The cardinal, acting as referee, had no intention of hearing the brothers' complaints. He only said expressionlessly,
"No outsiders are allowed. Leave the ring immediately."
"Prepare for the match."
Hearing this, Liu Erlong and Flender gave Yu Xiaogang a complicated look. After exchanging glances, the three of them exited the stage together.
...
On the Spirit Hall Academy side, the three members of the Golden Generation who had met Yu Xiaowei before looked very serious.
Before the match, Yu Xiaogang had analyzed Yu Xiaowei's strength in detail based on the characteristics of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and previous battles.
He concluded that if Yu Xiaowei unleashed his full strength, he could definitely match a level 55 Soul King.
According to logic, Hu Liena and Xie Yue shouldn't fear him too much, especially since their fusion skill was powerful enough to match a Soul Emperor.
But the key is: fusion skills are different from personal strength.
Strong individual power meant that as long as Yu Xiaowei's soul power wasn't exhausted, there would always be a level 55 Soul King standing there.
If Yao Mei failed to defeat Yu Xiaowei in one strike, then Spirit Hall's only Soul King would be Yan—and that would spell the end.
Seeing Spirit Hall Academy's 3-2-2 formation, Yu Xiaowei sneered.
"Not bad, they really sent three Soul Kings just for me."
As he spoke, he released his martial spirit. A dazzling black soul ring made all the soul masters in the audience feel dizzy.
Yu Xiaowei arrogantly exhaled the ferocious breath of Godzilla.
All the Spirit Hall students with beast-type spirits instantly felt the pressure of a superior being.
Especially Yan, who faced Yu Xiaowei directly, felt it the most.
You should know, his spirit came from the ancient fire spirit ruler—second only to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Even Yu Tianheng hadn't made him feel like this, but now, Yu Xiaowei's mutant tyrannosaurus made him tremble.
The match hadn't even started, but the team's fighting spirit had already been weakened by Yu Xiaowei's martial spirit.
In shock and fury, the Spirit Hall students released their spirits one after another.
For a moment, beautiful soul rings shone above the stage.
Both sides had excellent ring configurations. Spirit Hall's lowest was level 46, while Blue Tyrant had three level 43 soul masters.
Yet despite this, Blue Tyrant set up an arrogant 1-3-3 formation.
The crowd was in an uproar, and Yu Xiaogang's confident face suddenly changed.
How could his cousin have the confidence to challenge three Soul Kings?
Feeling underestimated, Yan and the others were furious after the initial shock.
"Begin the match!"
At the cardinal's command,
Yan roared and charged toward Yu Xiaowei.
To everyone's surprise, Hu Liena and Xie Yue didn't assist him but ran past Yu Xiaowei.
"Smart choice,"
Yu Xiaowei said calmly, ignoring Yan's charge.
A rich golden light flew from the rear of the Spirit Hall Academy and merged into Yan's body.
In an instant, Yan's size grew, and his fourth and fifth rings lit up simultaneously.
The air turned sticky, and magma bubbles erupted from underground, engulfing Yu Xiaowei.
"Blazing Mad Flying Sand!"
Yan's roar echoed.
Countless flame pillars shot out, covering Yu Xiaowei.
These two skills—one control, one offense—were Yan's strongest. Originally area attacks, he condensed them into a single-target strike, doubling the power.
"Well done!"
Yu Xiaogang punched the air under the stage. Even a true level 55 Soul King should avoid this. He didn't believe Yu Xiaowei could survive a direct hit.
Meanwhile, the Lanba students (except Yu Tianheng) suddenly grew faint wings and soared into the air just before Hu Liena and Xie Yue's attack arrived.
Flying Mushroom Sausage—grants flight at the speed of a thousand-year wind-tailed cockatrice for one minute.
Oscar had prepared them at the start, and even now safely in the air, he kept producing more.
In previous matches, Oscar only used recovery sausages, so no one knew he had this ability.
This information gap caught Spirit Hall off guard.
Faced with this shift, Hu Liena and the others redirected their anger to Yu Tianheng.
"Hehehe—"
Just as they were about to strike, a burst of laughter stopped them.
A half-dragon man walked out of the lava column, completely unharmed by the flames.
Seeing Yan's shocked face, Yu Xiaowei grinned.
"Are you stupid? I'm immune to fire."
With that, he charged—not at Yan, but directly at Hu Liena and Xie Yue.
With the speed boost of his Demon God body, he left Yan behind.
Simultaneously, Dugu Yan's eyes turned purple, and she breathed a thick purple mist.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand lit up, merging four auras into Yu Tianheng.
Awooo—
With a dragon's roar, Yu Tianheng used Thunder Wrath, comparable to a Soul King-level Blue Lightning Dragon speed burst, and charged at Sun Chuantao and Li Kai.
After years of combat training at Lanba, Yu Tianheng was no longer the brute-force fool from Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
He seized the moment when Spirit Hall was distracted by Yu Xiaowei and seriously wounded two strong attackers—though he himself was badly slashed by Zhang Ping.
Fortunately, with Oscar's recovery sausage, his wounds quickly healed.
The situation suddenly flipped, and Hu Liena and Xie Yue couldn't even turn back to help.
Because Yu Xiaowei's attack was already upon them.
Hu Liena released a red glow and tried to charm him—but to her horror, it didn't work.
Yu Xiaowei, unaffected, charged straight at them, tail whip glowing gold.
"Charming?!"
Xie Yue yelled and fused with Hu Liena just before the whip hit.
A red flash exploded and engulfed half the stage.
Bang—
A muffled sound.
A long-haired, androgynous figure flew out of the red light.
So far, Yu Xiaogang's entire strategy had been dismantled by Yu Xiaowei alone.
And all within less than a minute.
Oscar's soul power was still sufficient. Now a true soul master, he could make 20 flying sausages—enough for the five of them to stay airborne for 4 minutes.
Four minutes was more than enough for Yu Xiaowei.
The support soul master Xu Yu of Spirit Hall quickly cast golden lights, but to his shock and anger, they were blocked from reaching Yao Mei.
What's going on?!
While they were stunned, Yan charged Yu Xiaowei and threw a punch.
Yu Xiaowei didn't even look. He stomped, launching fiery pillars and overwhelming Yan with destructive breath.
Yan slowed, and the last thing he saw was a giant fist heading toward him.
Meanwhile, Yu Tianheng was fighting three Spirit Hall masters.
With Dugu Yan's poison mist and Ning Rongrong's boosts, he held his ground—and even had the upper hand.
Tai Long, watching from above, saw Xu Yu alone and dove toward him.
Boom! Boom!
Two heavy impacts.
Yan and Xu Yu were knocked away.
The situation now completely favored the Blue Tyrant Academy.
The crowd, once noisy, had gone completely silent.
Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong both looked grim.
There was no hope.
Yu Xiaowei fighting 1 vs 3 was already shocking, but Yu Tianheng also doing so?
And now Xu Yu—their only support—was down.
Yao Mei, panting, rose from the ground. Seeing the unshaken Yu Xiaowei, fury erupted.
"Full Moon!!!"
Her body spun like a whirlwind, vanishing along with her twin crescent blades—replaced by a massive white disc before Yu Xiaowei.
This charming Full Moon attack reached Soul Emperor level.
"Radiation Beam."
"Atomic Split."
"Demonic Body."
Yu Xiaowei's expression turned serious. He used his strongest attack without hesitation.
Another explosion.
The crystalline blue breath collided violently with the full moon.
The stalemate lasted just two breaths.
The full moon shattered, and Yao Mei was blasted out of the arena by the radiation.
Despair filled Yu Xiaogang's face.
It was over. Even Yao Mei's strongest strike was defeated so easily.
In truth, Yao Mei wasn't weak—but she should never have fought Yu Xiaowei in his domain.
In this field, Yu Xiaowei's breath gained 30% power, on top of the Demonic Body boost.
Even without a soul bone, his damage output reached Soul Emperor level.
Meanwhile, the Full Moon's power was reduced by 10%.
With these changes, she stood no chance.
Just as Yu Xiaowei turned toward the three soul masters surrounding Yu Tianheng, Yu Xiaogang's helpless voice echoed from below:
"Stop!"
"We… concede defeat."