Chapter 49: Yu Xiaogang, Good for Nothing, The Clash Between the Upper Three Sects
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists and secretly swore in his heart.
'One day, I, Yu Xiaogang, will make you regret this. I will become someone admired by all. When that time comes, even if you want to befriend me, I won't agree!'
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang still harbored some desire for strength, believing that in the future he would surely be able to mutate his martial soul and slap all those who looked down on him in the face.
Only after suffering setbacks in strength would he begin to consider proving himself through martial soul theory, making his name resound across the entire continent.
As for Yu Xiaogang's thoughts, Yun Yuan paid no heed. In his eyes, Yu Xiaogang lacked both talent and character.
A useless soul master who only broke through rank thirty at the age of fifty and a scholar who toyed with girls' feelings and stole theoretical knowledge—he was not worthy of becoming Yun Yuan's friend.
For someone so worthless, Yun Yuan would have to be out of his mind to befriend Yu Xiaogang.
After being rejected by Yun Yuan, Yu Xiaogang carried his ambitions in his heart, flicked his sleeves, and left in a very dashing manner.
Watching Yu Xiaogang's pretentious figure as he departed, Bibi Dong slightly turned her head to look at Yun Yuan.
"Junior Brother, do you think this person is mentally ill?"
Hearing this, Yun Yuan chuckled. Bibi Dong wasn't wrong at all.
"Senior Sister, you're right. In the future, you should stay away from people like that, understand?"
"Your junior brother can tell his true nature at a glance. He cares deeply about face but is incapable. Such a person will be trapped by reputation his entire life, and his heart is quite dark."
Hearing Yun Yuan's evaluation, Bibi Dong nodded deeply, fully agreeing in her heart.
"Mm, Junior Brother, I will."
She didn't understand all these twists and turns. She only knew that trusting her junior brother was enough. Not only was he a genius in cultivation, but he also had a unique insight.
After this small interlude, Yun Yuan continued to accompany Bibi Dong around Heaven Dou City, enjoying themselves thoroughly.
One day later, in Heaven Dou City, at a business venue belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it had been specially transformed into a soul arena for today, allowing the geniuses of the Upper Three Sects to battle.
This gathering of the Upper Three Sects was meant to let the geniuses of each sect meet one another. After all, the Upper Three Sects were closely connected, and in the future, the sects would ultimately be handed over to these young talents.
Thus, they intended to use this soul battle as a way to turn conflict into acquaintance, allowing them to get to know each other.
The arena had three spectator stands, belonging respectively to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Clear Sky Sect.
The Clear Sky Sect stand.
"Hao, I think this time, among the Upper Three Sects' spirit battles, first place will definitely be yours."
A steady-looking, burly man said proudly to the equally burly and domineering man beside him.
These two were the peerless geniuses of the Clear Sky Sect and also brothers—Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.
"Big Brother, I don't place the geniuses of the Upper Three Sects in my eyes. Only that one from Spirit Hall is my lifelong rival."
"Last time the Upper Three Sects gathered, you used the Clear Sky Hammer to defeat the geniuses of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This time, I will do the same, and I will leave them with an even deeper impression."
Tang Hao's words were filled with dominance, as if the geniuses of the other two sects were nothing more than insignificant figures.
In Tang Hao's mind, the only person he regarded as an opponent was Yun Yuan. As for the others, even his brother Tang Xiao, who was also a top genius, would not be his match at the same age.
Over the past year and a half, he had trained with everything he had. Not only had his soul power broken through to the Soul Elder realm, but it had also reached rank thirty-five.
In addition, he had spent considerable time cultivating the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate techniques. His Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique had already reached a minor level of mastery, not inferior to the high-level soul masters of the sect.
If he were to meet Yun Yuan again, he believed his chances of victory would be even greater this time.
But at this moment, Tang Hao did not know that Yun Yuan's soul power had already reached an astonishing rank twenty-nine, and his mastery over weapon intent had advanced further.
Compared to a year and a half ago, the gap between them had grown even larger.
As time passed, it was soon Tang Hao's turn to take the stage. His opponent this time was a genius from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The opponent appeared to be one or two years older than him, with a soul power level that had also broken through rank thirty, though he had only just entered the Soul Elder realm.
Against such an opponent, Tang Hao naturally looked down on him. Standing in the arena, his expression was extremely calm as he looked at his opponent.
"Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao, rank thirty-five Battle Soul Elder."
As his words fell, a pitch-black, gleaming giant hammer appeared in his hand. Yellow, yellow, and purple—three soul rings circled around him.
The genius from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had naturally heard of Tang Hao, said to be a once-in-a-century prodigy of the Clear Sky Sect.
Now it seemed the reputation was well deserved. Despite being one or two years younger, Tang Hao's soul power was already three ranks higher than his.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaokong, rank thirty-two Battle Soul Elder."
As his voice fell, Yu Xiaokong summoned his martial soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Upon reaching the Soul Elder level, his right arm could begin to undergo Dragon Transformation.
At the same time, yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings circled around his right dragon arm. The positioning of the soul rings was different from ordinary soul masters—a unique trait of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's stand, Yu Xiaogang looked at the dragonized Yu Xiaokong in the arena, his heart filled with envy.
He also wanted to become a praised genius, but why had fate given him a useless martial soul like Luo Sanpao?
Life was truly unfair!
In the arena, seeing Yu Xiaokong's arm had already undergone Dragon Transformation, Tang Hao felt a bit of interest, and the fighting intent in his eyes gradually rose.
At least such an opponent made him feel less bored.
In the next moment,
Veins bulged on Tang Hao's right arm as he swung the massive black hammer, rushing toward Yu Xiaokong with great speed.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaokong did not back down. His dragonized right arm slammed directly toward the Clear Sky Hammer, intending to compete in raw strength.
Although the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, as a beast martial soul, greatly enhanced a soul master's strength, it was facing the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon martial soul in the world, renowned for its destructive and offensive power.
At the moment of collision, Yu Xiaokong's dragonized arm immediately felt an overwhelming force and was sent flying by the hammer.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon may be strong, but in terms of raw collision, my Clear Sky Hammer has never lost."
As his words fell, Tang Hao pressed the advantage, his second soul ring lighting up.
"Second Soul Skill: Wild Hammer!"
At this moment, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly doubled in size. Wielding this enormous hammer, Tang Hao charged toward Yu Xiaokong.
Facing this attack, Yu Xiaokong ignored the pain in his right arm. His third soul ring lit up as he began to use his third soul skill.
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