[The sound of the wind conveyed information to him that someone was launching a sneak attack from behind.]
[But by the time he discovered it, Yu Yuanzhen was already too late to dodge.]
[It could only be said that Yu Xiaogang's timing was excellent, and he had learned from his previous sneak attack; this time, he had positioned himself slightly further away from his father.]
[Then, while his father's attention was drawn by the small dragon, he launched a sneak attack without the slightest hesitation.]
[After realizing he couldn't dodge the blow, the ambushed Yu Yuanzhen could only choose to tank it. spirit power circulated within his body, and blue-gold scales covered the top of his head.]
[At the same time, golden lightning permeated the air around his body.]
[Clearly, Yu Yuanzhen's response was simple.]
[He would tank the hit, but Yu Xiaogang wouldn't get off easy either.]
[Since the blue Mental Thunder had limited effect on Yu Xiaogang, he would use the golden Physical Lightning.]
[The main idea was: if you dare to attack, you'll get electrocuted.]
[However, facing his father's attack, Yu Xiaogang merely curled his lips into a smile.]
[Golden light spread across his entire body; at this moment, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have become an Incarnation of light.]
[As the attack landed, Yu Yuanzhen felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.]
[Of course, it wasn't from pain. With Yu Xiaogang's current level, even if he didn't defend himself, the damage Yu Xiaogang could inflict on him was limited.]
[What truly made Yu Yuanzhen's scalp tingle was that this rebellious son of his actually dared to strike so ruthlessly!]
[Attacking the head with full force—aren't you afraid of turning your father into an idiot?]
[Rebellious son!]
[It seems I'll have to let you truly understand what fatherly authority means from now on!]
[Thus, Yu Yuanzhen instantly increased the electrical output.]
[The golden lightning spread along Yu Xiaogang's staff onto his body, covering him almost instantly.]
[Unfortunately, the well-prepared Yu Xiaogang didn't care about the golden lightning at all.]
[At this moment, having fully elementalized his body, he had no need to fear any physical attacks. His elemental form was the natural nemesis of physical strikes.]
[As for spiritual attacks, because his father had set the terms for this battle, his strength remained at the Spirit Saint level.]
[And spiritual attacks at the Spirit Saint level didn't have much effect on him.]
[Besides, more importantly, his father wasn't the type of Spirit Master who specialized in spiritual attacks.]
[At most, he used that blue Mental Thunder, but he knew nothing about its true nature.]
[Under the assault of the golden lightning, Yu Xiaogang's body dispersed into a flurry of light particles. In the next second, these particles converged in one direction and quickly reformed.]
["Tsk, what a cheap Spirit Bone Skill!"]
[Seeing his attack fail to have any effect, Yu Yuanzhen felt a bit frustrated.]
[Thinking about it now, his son's combination of abilities was truly damn cheap.]
[Combining his Spirit Abilities with his Spirit Bone Skill created an environment where physical attacks were nearly useless against him.]
[And if one wanted to use spiritual attacks to achieve results, his son's mental force happened to be exceptionally powerful.]
[How was he supposed to fight this?]
[Yu Yuanzhen found it hard to imagine what method, other than overwhelming strength, could guarantee a win against his son.]
[Perhaps a Spirit Master specializing in spiritual attacks could do it?]
[But he wasn't good at that either.]
["Xiaogang, let's discuss something. How about you ban that Spirit Bone Skill of yours?"]
["...Father, surely you're joking?"]
["Hey, who's joking? Your Spirit Bone Skill grants immunity to physical attacks. How am I supposed to fight you?"]
["Then that's not my concern. Father, think about it: if you were in a life-and-death battle with an enemy, could you ask them to stop using a certain skill?"]
["But the point is, this is a spar between father and son!"]
["Tsk tsk tsk. Who was it that always said fighting me was a rehearsal for a future life-and-death battle and couldn't be taken lightly? Now that you find my skill troublesome, it's just a'spar'?"]
["If you're going to put it that way, then I'll have to increase the level of strength I'm using."]
["Then I'll just admit defeat."]
[Yu Yuanzhen's idea of banning the Elementalization naturally didn't get Yu Xiaogang's agreement.]
[Looking at Yu Xiaogang's punchable face, Yu Yuanzhen thought several times about just using his full strength to give the brat a good thrashing.]
[But in the end, he was stopped by the thought of being a 'loving father.']
[And so, the battle between the two reached a stalemate.]
[At the edge of the training grounds, the Grand Elder nodded repeatedly as he watched the battle between Yu Yuanzhen and his son.]
[In his eyes now, there was only the figure of Yu Xiaogang, who, although unable to gain the upper hand against Yu Yuanzhen, refused to be defeated.]
[Although Yu Yuanzhen had suppressed his strength to the level of a Spirit Saint, Yu Xiaogang was only a Prospective Spirit Ancestor.]
[Despite the massive gap between them, their Young Sect Master was able to remain undefeated.]
[How could such combat prowess not fill him with joy?]
["Grand Elder, what are you all doing..."]
[Just as the Grand Elder was admiring the Young Sect Master's heroic bearing, a voice drifted over.]
[The Grand Elder turned to look; it was that Disciple of the Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff.]
["The Young Sect Master is sparring with the Sect Master."]
[Seeing Bibi Dong's arrival, the Grand Elder gave a casual reply before turning his gaze back to the training grounds.]
["Sparring with His Excellency Thunder..."]
[Bibi Dong walked forward into the training grounds, observing Yu Yuanzhen in the distance, who was clearly fighting with great seriousness.]
[And Yu Xiaogang, who was baring his teeth at Yu Yuanzhen while striking without any mercy—she almost wondered if she had come to the wrong place.]
[You're telling me this is a spar between father and son?]
[Even a life-and-death struggle between enemies wouldn't be much more than this, right?]
[What a picture of 'filial piety and fatherly love.']
[But then again, for Yu Xiaogang to hold his own against His Excellency Thunder, His Excellency Thunder must have suppressed his strength.]
[So it truly was a spar.]
[But is this sparring style, where they constantly use lethal moves against each other, really appropriate?]
[Aren't you father and son?]
[Bibi Dong recalled the scenes of her teacher and the Enshrined Elders of the Hall of Worship practicing with her back at Spirit Hall.]
[In any case, absolutely no one had ever used lethal moves against her.]
[Maybe this was a custom of the Upper Three Sects?]
[Right, she had heard in Spirit City before that members of the Upper Three Sects followed the most primitive Law of the Jungle.]
[Only the strong are entitled to everything; the weak can only accept the dominance of others.]
[Food, clothing, partners—all of these belong only to the strong.]
[Even between fathers, sons, and brothers, everything must be won through fierce competition.]
[So, was she witnessing the practices of the Upper Three Sects with her own eyes?]
[Under the guise of sparring, were they actually fighting for dominance over something?]
[Thinking of this, Bibi Dong felt somewhat relieved.]
["Luckily, I wasn't born into the Upper Three Sects."]