Chapter 87: Subduing the Dragon with One Hand
Seeing that Yu Tianheng actually launched a soul skill sneak attack while Zhou Chen was completely unguarded, all the girls present were instantly filled with righteous indignation and cursed loudly.
"Is this the kind of trash the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan raises?"
"Garbage!"
"How dare you injure someone this princess likes! I'll have my brother tear you to pieces!"
"Yu Tianheng, go die!"
Countless curses from female students and female teachers immediately drowned Yu Tianheng.
Even the men who had originally felt some sympathy for Yu Tianheng now found his behavior contemptible.
In full view of everyone, what was supposed to be a duel for love had turned into a one-sided sneak attack. This completely shattered the long-standing unwritten rules of the Soul Master world and was utterly indefensible.
If this matter spread, the reputation the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had accumulated over countless years would inevitably suffer a severe blow.
However, Yu Tianheng could no longer hear any of the scorn or curses.
Blinded by rage, he had only one thought: to pin the pretty-faced boy before him to the ground, beat him senseless, and even scratch up his face.
Lightning was incomparably fast. As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who wielded thunder, Yu Tianheng's speed was naturally terrifying.
Almost at the same moment the crowd began cursing, the blue-violet Lightning Dragon Claw had already reached Zhou Chen's chest.
"Yu Tianheng!"
Seeing that Yu Tianheng actually dared to sneak attack Zhou Chen, Dugu Yan was truly shocked.
She was not worried about Zhou Chen's safety, but rather stunned by Yu Tianheng's reckless audacity.
Had he grown tired of living, daring to sneak attack someone who could contend with a Titled Douluo?
Almost instinctively, Dugu Yan's third soul ring lit up as she lunged forward, placing herself in front of Zhou Chen.
Third Soul Skill — Jade Phosphor Purple Poison.
With a flick of her fingertip, a purple beam shot toward Yu Tianheng.
Her attack on Yu Tianheng was not to help Zhou Chen fight him, but to prevent them from truly clashing, effectively saving Yu Tianheng.
After all, Dugu Yan feared that an enraged Zhou Chen might kill Yu Tianheng, triggering an all-out conflict between Zhou Chen and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
That would mean she herself had brought trouble upon Zhou Chen, and she would feel guilty about it.
Seeing the purple beam coming, Yu Tianheng hastily redirected his Lightning Dragon Claw to block in front of his chest, using the high temperature of lightning to evaporate the poison-laden beam completely.
However, because of this, he lost his chance to sneak attack Zhou Chen.
Losing that opportunity made Yu Tianheng glare furiously at Dugu Yan, his eyes nearly spraying blue lightning.
"Yan'er, you actually treat me like this for Zhou Chen!"
"You still have the nerve to justify a sneak attack?" Dugu Yan said in disbelief.
She had originally thought Yu Tianheng would calm down after being stopped, but instead, he seemed even more unhinged.
"Kid, do you only dare hide behind a woman?"
"Come out and duel me!"
"Yan'er, get out of the way, or I'll beat you up too!"
In his fury, Yu Tianheng spewed one insult after another, his originally decent-looking face twisting into a mess.
Hearing this, Dugu Yan sighed softly. As the saying went, kind words could not save someone courting death. Since Yu Tianheng was so eager to die, she would simply fulfill his wish.
Too lazy to waste more words on him, Dugu Yan silently stepped aside.
Now, there was nothing left between Zhou Chen and Yu Tianheng.
Looking at Yu Tianheng, whose mind had already been burned out by rage, Zhou Chen said somewhat speechlessly, "Yu Tianheng, are you sure you've thought this through? Yan'er doesn't like you. A forced melon isn't sweet."
"As long as it quenches my thirst, who cares if it's sweet or not!"
In his rage, Yu Tianheng blurted out his true thoughts.
In an instant, Dugu Yan's face turned completely cold, while the surrounding spectators—especially the girls—burst into furious curses.
"Yu Tianheng, your father is dead!"
"Brainless lizard in heat!"
"This princess will slaughter him!"
Hearing the overwhelming torrent of abuse, Yu Tianheng completely lost his reason.
He stared at Zhou Chen, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot. Anyone who did not know better might think he was in heat for Zhou Chen.
"Kid, show your sword. Let's have a fair fight!"
Yu Tianheng, who had just been verbally flayed alive, finally remembered to let his opponent reveal his martial soul before attacking.
"Forget it. If I reveal my martial soul, that itself would be unfair to you," Zhou Chen said softly, a smile appearing that made the girls dizzy.
Then he stood with his hands behind his back, looking gently at Yu Tianheng. Yet the words he spoke carried a heart-piercing edge.
"Yu Tianheng, you are nothing more than a three-ring Soul Master, an ant at best. My Xuanyuan Sword does not strike the nameless. How about this—I won't bully you. I won't activate my martial soul, I won't move, and I'll only use one hand. If you can touch even the corner of my clothing, you win."
The moment these words fell, the entire scene went silent, so quiet that a pin dropping on the ground could be heard.
The men present all looked at Zhou Chen with strange expressions.
You might be handsome, but this level of arrogance was a bit much.
As for the lovestruck female Soul Masters, after a brief moment of silence, they erupted into earth-shaking cheers.
"So handsome! My man is so handsome!"
"Pah, you fangirl, that's my man!"
"Did you hear that? His martial soul is called the Xuanyuan Sword! Such a beautiful name!"
"I'm going to have Father Emperor issue a decree and make him my prince consort!"
The cheers of countless female Soul Masters snapped the final thread of Yu Tianheng's sanity.
He stopped talking, stomped heavily on the ground with both feet, and shot toward Zhou Chen like a cannonball at extreme speed.
His First Soul Skill, Lightning Dragon Claw, left behind a twenty-meter-long trail through the air. Wherever it passed, the air violently distorted, erupting with terrifying crackling sounds.
Boom!
The ugly dragon claw slammed violently into a fair, slender palm. In the next instant, visible ripples of air spread outward from the point of contact. Though not especially powerful, they were enough to let the spectators feel a wave of overwhelming coolness rushing toward them.
Of course, it was Zhou Chen's coolness.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng felt as though his dragon claw was not colliding with Zhou Chen's hand, but with a block of steel harder than refined gold.
The impact made his dragon claw ache violently.
"Yu Tianheng, your First Soul Skill isn't bad. It actually made my left hand feel a bit of pain," Zhou Chen said with a smiling gaze at the close-by Yu Tianheng.
The left hand that had collided with the dragon claw suddenly opened, gripping Yu Tianheng's draconic arm, and then slowly began to exert force.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream rang out as Yu Tianheng's dragon arm twisted into an unnatural arc.
The entire audience was shocked.
A Level Thirty-Three Battle Soul Master, possessing the top-tier beast martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, had his dragon-transformed arm snapped single-handedly by a handsome youth using a slender hand more delicate than a woman's.
And that youth had not even activated his martial soul.
(End of Chapter)
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