Chapter 20: The Uninvited Guest: Spirit Hall.
Wang Lin hurriedly gathered lightning to defend himself, but Tang Yong's attack was far more powerful than he had imagined.
The golden warhammer slammed heavily onto the shield woven from lightning vines. With a deafening boom, the shield shattered instantly, and the powerful impact sent Wang Lin flying.
The shield was ultimately just the initial form of the Thunder Vine Martial Soul; it couldn't possibly defend against the Clear Sky Hammer's first soul skill.
Wang Lin flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily to the ground below the stage, raising a cloud of dust.
The entire stadium erupted in deafening cheers and applause.
"Tang Yong of Haotian Sect has won two consecutive victories!" the elder announced.
Tang Yong's little face was full of smiles.
"Is anyone else willing to take on the challenge?"
Instantly, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.
The disciples below the stage had their eyes fixed on Tang Yong and the Haotian Hammer in his hand.
No one dared to break the silence first.
Tang Yong frowned slightly, glanced around, and saw that no one stepped forward.
He slowly put away the Haotian Hammer, the runes on the hammer gradually dimming and disappearing into his hand.
Tang Yong walked steadily toward the sidelines, preparing to leave the stage.
Just as he was about to step off the arena, a voice called out to stop him.
"Wait a minute! I challenge you!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yu Xiaozhen's small figure striding towards the stage.
Tang Yong suddenly stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, his face full of surprise.
Looking at the child who only reached his shoulder and whose face still had baby fat, he couldn't help but wonder: Where did this little guy get the courage to challenge me?
"Yu Xiaozhen, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, Level 12 Soul Master, please!"
Yu Zhentian, who was sitting below the stage, suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his originally calm face. His brows furrowed slightly, and his expression froze for a moment.
"This is indeed a good opportunity for Xiao Zhen to gain experience."
He pondered to himself.
Surprised, Yu Zhentian's gaze followed Yu Xiaozhen's figure closely, a hint of anticipation rising in his heart. He wanted to see just how much strength this child could demonstrate in this unequal contest.
Yu Xiaozhen was cultivated with the full support of the entire sect.
Now that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul is facing off against the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, Yu Zhentian can't help but feel a little uneasy.
Yu Xiaozhen stood facing Tang Yong. Knowing Tang Yong's formidable strength, he dared not launch a rash attack.
Tang Yong had already lost a lot of soul power in the first two matches, so he needed to finish the next battle quickly.
Tang Yong's aura intensified, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand shone brightly, exuding a heavy sense of oppression—a sign that his first soul skill, "Titan's Hammer," was about to be activated.
"First Soul Skill: Titan's Hammer!"
With a roar, Tang Yong swung the Haotian Hammer, smashing it towards Yu Xiaozhen with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks. The air was torn apart by the hammer's force, producing a sharp whistling sound.
At this critical moment, Yu Xiaozhen's eyes sharpened, and he activated the Dragon Scale Armor without hesitation.
In an instant, fine dragon scales emerged from his body, shimmering with a cold metallic luster, each scale seemingly containing the power of an ancient dragon.
The hammer slammed heavily onto Yu Xiaozhen, the loud bang causing everyone's eardrums to ache.
Everyone looked over and saw that Yu Xiaozhen was standing firmly in place. Although his dragon scale armor was slightly dented, it successfully withstood the powerful blow.
The soul power flowing on the dragon scales intertwined and collided with the golden light of the Clear Sky Hammer, bursting out dazzling sparks.
"Dragon Scale Armor!" Ning Huaijin recognized the treasure immediately and looked at Yu Zhentian with surprise.
The people in charge of the Four Elements Academy in the audience also recognized the item and began to whisper among themselves.
"Such a treasure was given to this child."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect's move against Yu Xiaozhen is truly extravagant!"
"This shows that the Blue Lightning Sect Master values this boy quite highly!"
On the stage, Yu Xiaozhen blocked Tang Yong's first spirit skill. Immediately afterwards, his first spirit ring shone brightly, and a low shout burst from his mouth:
"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"
In an instant, Yu Xiaozhen's right hand was enveloped in dazzling purple lightning, transforming into a dragon claw exuding a terrifying aura.
Lightning flashed and jumped, crackling and hissing.
With unstoppable momentum, the dragon claw swung fiercely at the Haotian Hammer. Lightning and golden light collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar. The blinding light caused the crowd below to raise their hands to shield their eyes.
As the light faded, gasps of surprise rose and fell from the crowd.
Tang Yong was seen kneeling on one knee, with the Haotian Hammer in front of him, supporting his swaying body.
Although Yu Xiaozhen was panting heavily, he stood firmly, signifying victory in the battle.
"Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, Yu Xiaozhen wins!"
The two exchanged clasped hands in greeting and then stepped down from the stage to return to their respective sects.
Upon seeing Yu Xiaozhen's victory, Yu Zhentian's lips finally curled up uncontrollably, and he burst into an extremely hearty laugh.
"Hahaha, my little grandson, he's making a fool of himself."
Yu Xiaozhen ended the Haotian Sect's two-game winning streak, and the Blue Lightning Sect finally stopped repeating the situation of never winning a one-on-one duel, as in previous years.
"Your grandson is quite good; he's sure to achieve great things in the future."
Tang Yue praised.
"Not at all, compared to the Haotian Sect, we are still far inferior."
Yu Zhentian quickly adopted a humble posture, but his smile remained unchanged.
Yu Xiaozhen walked back to Yu Zhentian's side. Yu Zhentian raised his hand, patted his shoulder, and looked at him with admiration.
At this moment, on the dueling platform, everyone waited for the next round of Soul Masters to take the stage.
A disciple from Shenfeng Academy strode onto the stage, his posture upright and his expression confident.
"Chen Yu from Shenfeng Academy, a level 18 Soul Master, please enlighten me!"
He clasped his hands together and said loudly.
Suddenly, a burst of unfamiliar, hearty laughter rang out abruptly.
"Greetings, esteemed sect leaders!"
Her clear voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qian Xunji wearing a magnificent robe with gold trim, exuding an air of majesty.
Standing beside him was 11-year-old Bibi Dong, petite in stature, yet her eyes shone with a lively and curious light. Her clear gaze surveyed everything around her, and her soft hair swayed gently in the breeze.
Behind the two men, two attendants stood with cold expressions, exuding a powerful aura.
The moment these people appeared, the entire room froze for a second, and then, like water being poured into a hot oil pan, it instantly exploded.
The audience below the stage buzzed and murmured.
"The Spirit Hall? What are they doing here?"
"Why did Qian Xunji suddenly come? Is the Spirit Hall going to get involved?"
"That little girl is so pretty, is she Qian Xunji's daughter?"
"Is that little girl his apprentice? I heard she has amazing talent and has received a lot of attention at such a young age."
"I wonder if this competition can still proceed as scheduled."
The three sect leaders' expressions immediately turned solemn, showing both awe of Qian Xunji's identity and concern for the changing situation.
The crowd, who were originally focused on the martial arts competition, were now completely drawn to this unexpected visitor.
The atmosphere in the venue became subtle.
It's her!
Yu Xiaogang immediately spotted Bibi Dong next to the newcomer.
Qian Xunji smiled, his expression friendly, and raised his hand to wave, his movements elegant yet dignified.
"No need for formalities."
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to every corner.
Several teachers from the Four Elements Academy, who had been leading their students in preparing to bow, paused upon hearing this.
The teachers hesitated for a moment, but quickly regained their composure and nodded respectfully in response.
The students looked on with curiosity, their eyes darting back and forth between Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong, and the two attendants.
"Sit down, everyone. Sit down."
Qian Xunji then spoke, his tone relaxed.
"Today is just a friendly sparring session between the young disciples. Such a good opportunity is rare."
My Spirit Hall is just here to join in the fun, so please don't be shy or stand on ceremony.
After saying that, he strode towards the viewing area, with Bibi Dong and two attendants following closely behind.
After everyone took their seats, the tense atmosphere in the room eased slightly, but everyone was still full of doubts, secretly speculating about the true intentions of the Spirit Hall's visit.
Immediately, everyone fell silent and watched quietly.
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