"Junior, be careful." As an assault-type battle soul master, Yu Tianheng was the first to initiate the attack.
He didn't immediately consume soul power to unleash a skill. Instead, he chose to feint, hands forming claws as he charged rapidly, eyes locked on Yang Yunhai's movements.
"First soul skill, Extension." With a thought, Yang Yunhai directly activated his first skill.
The first soul ring beneath him lit up, and the Blue Silver Grass in his hand quickly extended, transforming into a long, barbed whip.
With a flick of his wrist, the whip lashed across the ground toward Yu Tianheng. As it met the air, it expanded at an astonishing speed, stretching out tens of meters in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, his third soul ring also lit up. Tiny parasitic spores scattered invisibly into the air along with the sweep of the whip.
'A little cleverness.' Qian Renxue's eyes flashed as she thought to herself.
The training ground's soil was dry and dusty. With one sweep along the ground, the whip naturally kicked up clouds of dust. This provided perfect cover for Yang Yunhai to scatter the parasitic spores. To Yu Tianheng, it would look like nothing more than sand and powder, impossible to tell apart.
"Haha, looks like Tianheng is about to suffer a loss." Meng Shenji stroked his beard with a smile.
Yang Yunhai's third soul skill—Parasite—had been mentioned before, back when he explained how he obtained his third ring.
"?!" The Heaven Dou battle team members exchanged puzzled looks.
The next second, Yu Tianheng pushed off the ground with one foot, leaping lightly over the whip.
"That's it?" Dugu Yan frowned, puzzled. She knew Meng Shenji wouldn't say such things without reason. 'Could it be… there's something else waiting?'
While she thought this, Yu Tianheng had already closed in, now just about 10 meters away from Yang Yunhai.
"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!" His first soul ring lit up, lightning crackling along his claws as he readied to pounce.
"Extension!" Yang Yunhai's clear voice rang out again.
Without warning, multiple Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly burst from the ground around Yu Tianheng's feet, tightly binding his ankles.
"How did these Blue Silver Grass suddenly grow!?" The Heaven Dou battle team members seated under the canopy were all stunned.
"When!?" Yu Tianheng felt the sudden restraint and instinctively looked down.
In the next instant, his pupils shrank. From his neck down, Blue Silver Grass vines erupted in bulk, growing rapidly into barbed tendrils that wrapped around his body, including his already-bound feet.
At the same time, a strange suction spread from the barbs, and he instantly felt his soul power being drained away at an alarming rate.
"These Blue Silver Grass… they're devouring my soul power!" Yu Tianheng was shocked.
"Second soul skill, Thunder Crash!" Without hesitation, he unleashed his area-of-effect attack skill.
Crackling arcs of lightning exploded around him. But… they were useless. The vines not only endured, but grew even faster.
In just an instant, his entire body was bound like a zongzi dumpling, only his head left exposed.
"Third soul skill, Thunder Fury!" Gritting his teeth, Yu Tianheng unleashed his strongest amplification skill.
As the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan's direct heir, he carried his pride. Yang Yunhai's rank was 8 levels lower than his own. To lose here—and without even landing a single strike—would be an utter humiliation to his family name.
"Second soul skill, Thunder Crash!" Once again, he exploded with soul power.
This time, the lightning energy was even fiercer. The vines shuddered violently as arcs spread, some tendrils straining and splitting. Yu Tianheng's face flushed, his muscles bulged, every limb straining to force the vines apart.
"Rip… rip…" A few vines near the surface began to tear, fibers stretching like fraying threads.
But the next moment, they regenerated in an instant, and their grip tightened even further.
"Riiip, riiip." His academy uniform tore open along with his skin, barbs digging in and drawing streaks of blood.
"Tianheng!" Dugu Yan couldn't stay seated. She cried out and bolted to her feet.
"Yang Yunhai, stop this!" Meng Shenji also stood abruptly, calling for an end.
'This is supposed to be a sparring match? Why does it feel like one-sided abuse?' From beginning to end, Yang Yunhai hadn't even moved from his spot.
Yu Tianheng had boosted his second skill with his third, and even that couldn't break free. That meant the lightning attribute of Yang Yunhai's martial soul had to be frighteningly strong.
Durability was one thing. But for Blue Silver Grass vines to directly resist high-level lightning assaults? That could only mean his martial soul's lightning affinity was extraordinary—likely even superior to Yu Tianheng's own.
'So this is the advantage of cultivating under heavenly lightning?' Qian Renxue's eyes shone briefly.
'Yang Yunhai… I find myself more and more curious about you.'
The Heaven Dou battle team members slowly recovered from their shock. Their gazes toward Yang Yunhai were no longer the same.
Yu Tianheng, the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, had been utterly restrained. Bound motionless by someone 8 levels below him, who hadn't even taken a step.
If they hadn't witnessed it themselves, none of them could have believed it.
Absurd. Completely absurd.
As the thoughts raced through their minds, Yang Yunhai finally withdrew his vines and quickly stepped forward to catch Yu Tianheng as he staggered.
"Senior, are you alright?" he asked with concern, then gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Senior Tianheng. I only acquired my third soul skill less than half a month ago. When combined with the others, I still don't have full control."
"It's fine, just some scratches." Yu Tianheng shook his head, forcing a wry smile. "Junior, I have to admit—your combination is impressive. And your vines… their toughness is unbelievable. I couldn't even break free."
Even he, with a body famed for strength, and 8 levels higher in soul power, hadn't been able to tear loose. It was almost unreal.
Honestly, being tied up like that had left him doubting his own life choices.
"I was just fortunate. Due to some opportunities, my martial soul evolved once." Yang Yunhai said modestly.
"Let's talk later. Senior, I'll help you over for treatment first." Yang Yunhai said, glancing toward the canopy.
By now, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were already hurrying over, with the rest of the team following behind.
Seeing this, Yu Tianheng waved with one hand to signal he was fine. "No need, I'll wait here. Our team has a healing-type soul master."
"That's good." Yang Yunhai let out a relieved breath, pretending he hadn't known.
Ye Lingling quickly arrived, releasing her martial soul and casting her healing skill.
Meanwhile, Dugu Yan shot Yang Yunhai a fierce glare before stepping up to support Yu Tianheng.
"It's fine, Junior didn't mean it," Yu Tianheng said gently, trying to ease her anger.
Yang Yunhai didn't linger to watch their closeness. He walked toward the three education committee members and Qian Renxue, cupping his hands respectfully.
Then he turned slightly to Zhu Zhuqing, giving her a small nod and a look of reassurance.
She quietly walked to his side and stood beside him without a word.
Before long, Ye Lingling's healing was complete. Yu Tianheng's injuries were fully closed, leaving not even scars behind, though his clothes were shredded and he looked rather disheveled.
Seeing this, the three education committee members decided not to stay longer. They called out to Yang Yunhai, then left together with Qian Renxue.
Soon after, Qin Ming led the group of students back toward the dormitories.
(End of Chapter)
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