Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and stepped forward. Though he was facing a Committee Member, the pride in his bones remained undiminished: "Chief Meng, this is not a private fight, but a spar!"
"Junior Lin Yuan is exceptionally gifted. I wish to exchange insights with him ahead of the practical class."
"This is also for the future development of the academy's Royal Fighting Team."
The reason was perfectly dignified.
Lin Yuan also smiled, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Indeed, Chief. Senior Yu is so enthusiastic that he insists on letting me witness the power of the number one Beast Spirit in the World."
"If I were to refuse, wouldn't it seem like I have no backbone? After all, I am a spear cultivator!"
Meng Shenji looked at the two of them at loggerheads and knew this battle was unavoidable.
Moreover, he was indeed curious.
Just how much had this youth, whom both Chen Xin and Dugu Bo thought so highly of, grown after disappearing for a month?
"Since it is a spar, there must be rules for it."
Zhilin, the third-seat Committee Member who had remained silent, suddenly spoke.
He was a control system Spirit Douluo, famous for his plant-type Spirit, the Azure Vine, and was most skilled at controlling the field.
"I shall be your referee."
"Stop when the point is made. You must not endanger lives or use fatal moves."
"Do you have any objections?"
Having a Spirit Douluo as a referee was naturally the best guarantee.
"No problem!" Yu Tianheng was full of confidence.
"I'll trouble Committee Member Zhilin then," Lin Yuan said with a slight nod.
Right at that moment.
A wave of fragrance arrived as three youthful and beautiful girls hurried to the scene through the crowd.
They were Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Ye Lengleng, who had rushed over from the Mimicry Cultivation Ground after receiving the news.
"Brother!"
Xiao Wu spotted Lin Yuan standing in the center of the field at a glance.
She was about to rush over when Ning Rongrong pulled her back.
"Don't be in such a hurry, Xiao Wu."
Ning Rongrong's spirited large eyes scanned the field, finally landing on Dugu Yan, who was holding Lin Yuan's arm.
"It seems your Brother Lin Yuan has encountered a 'Peach Blossom Calamity'."
The three girls walked over to Dugu Yan.
Ye Lengleng walked to Dugu Yan's side and asked in a low voice, "Yan Yan, what happened?"
"Why did you get into a conflict with Yu Tianheng the moment you returned?"
"Even though he used to pester you, he was never this aggressive, right?"
Dugu Yan looked at her sisters who had arrived and didn't hide anything, simply shrugging helplessly.
She let go of Lin Yuan's hand, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness:
"What else could it be for?"
"Someone's confidence is through the roof. Just because he's a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, he thinks I must like him."
"Seeing me with Lin Yuan, his mental defense shattered."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong wore an "as expected" expression.
She crossed her arms and looked at the aggressive Yu Tianheng in the field, a sly smile curling at the corner of her mouth:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"So this is the legendary 'Femme Fatale'."
"Sister Yanyan, your charm is simply too great."
"Who in the academy doesn't know Yu Tianheng is interested in you? Coming back and parading around with Lin Yuan like this is like stabbing him right in the heart, isn't it?"
Although she was teasing, Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of schadenfreude.
She had never had a good impression of Yu Tianheng's self-important pride, acting as if he were the number one in the World.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu's eyes were fixed on the hand Dugu Yan had just used to hold Lin Yuan. She pouted, her face full of jealousy.
She thought to herself, 'That hateful woman, actually using her beauty to seduce Brother...' In the center of the field.
With a wave of Committee Member Zhilin's hand, a pale green spirit power barrier rose, enveloping the two within.
"Let the match begin!"
As soon as the words were spoken.
Yu Tianheng held nothing back, instantly releasing his Spirit!
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Possession!"
A resonant dragon roar echoed throughout the field!
A dazzling burst of blue-purple lightning erupted from his forehead, instantly sweeping across his entire body.
His right arm swelled instantly, his sleeve exploding as it became covered in blue-purple dragon scales, and his palm transformed into a hideous dragon claw!
Surrounded by lightning, his Aura was staggering!
Beneath his feet, two yellow and one purple spirit ring—the best possible configuration—slowly rose.
The presence of a level thirty-one attack system Battle Spirit Elder was fully revealed!
"Lin Yuan!"
Bathed in lightning, Yu Tianheng looked domineering:
"Show your Spirit. I don't want people saying I bullied you!"
"I'll let you have three moves!"
Hearing this boastful remark, many fangirls in the surroundings let out screams.
"Senior Tianheng is so handsome!"
"Is this the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? So domineering!"
Lin Yuan looked at Yu Tianheng with a strange expression: "Yu Tianheng, are you sure? I think it's better to stay low-key. You don't even know my cultivation level, yet you speak so arrogantly?"
As he finished speaking, Lin Yuan's right hand grasped the Void Realm.
A suffocating and terrifying Killing Intent erupted from within his body without any warning!
This Killing Intent instantly silenced the cheering students, who felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads!
Even Committee Member Zhilin, acting as the referee, had his pupils shrink slightly.
"What terrifying Killing Intent!"
"Is this really something a youth can possess?"
Next, the god slaying spear appeared in his hand.
And what was most shocking were the spirit rings rising beneath his feet!
Lin Yuan did not choose to hide them.
As the first spirit ring rose, it wasn't the yellow they had seen before.
Instead, it was a ten thousand year spirit ring!
"What?!"
The entire field fell into a dead silence instantly.
Before they could even react.
The second spirit ring rose—a dazzling deep purple thousand year spirit ring!
Immediately following, the third spirit ring rose—another ten thousand year spirit ring!
Black! Purple! Black!
This spirit ring configuration, which completely defied the common sense of the Spirit Master's world and was something one wouldn't even dare dream of, was now truly presented before everyone.
Especially that first ten thousand year spirit ring; the visual impact it brought was practically nuclear!
"This... is this really a spirit ring a human can possess?"
"The first spirit ring is a ten thousand year one? How is that possible? Wouldn't the body explode?"
On the other side of the field.
As the opponent, Yu Tianheng's mind was currently a complete blank.
His eyes, which were originally filled with Battle Intent and pride, now held only dullness and terror.
Yu Tianheng felt his worldview collapse at this moment, shattering into pieces.
The level thirty-one he was so proud of, and the best spirit ring configuration he took such pride in, were simply nothing in front of Lin Yuan!
"Impossible! This must be an illusion!"
Yu Tianheng shook his head violently, trying to clear his mind, and roared with a raspy voice: "Lin Yuan! What trickery are you using?"
"No one has ever absorbed a ten thousand year ring as their first spirit ring! You're lying to me!"
Lin Yuan merely gave him a faint glance, and the god slaying spear in his hand vibrated slightly.
That bone-chilling coldness made Yu Tianheng shudder all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Whether it was an illusion or not, the body's instinctive reaction was the most honest.
"Let me have three moves? How about I let you have three moves instead?"