Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 288 Hu Liena's charm fails, Yan is consumed by jealousy and rage.

Bibi Dong walked slowly to the center of the platform. Her magnificent papal robes swayed gently in the breeze. The scepter in her hand struck the ground with a crisp sound. With a wave of her hand, three cardinals came forward, each holding a brocade box.

Then, the moment the box was opened, the three soul bones emitted a dazzling light.

A left leg bone shimmered with blue-green wind-attribute energy, while a right arm bone was wreathed in fiery flame patterns.

The most eye-catching piece is the head bone in the middle, which is crystal clear like amethyst and has faint spiritual fluctuations flowing through it.

"To reward the ultimate victor, the Spirit Hall will present three generous gifts—three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones!"

"Hiss—" A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd outside the arena.

Even Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but lean forward, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

The Spirit Hall's decision to offer three ten-thousand-year-old spirit bones at once is truly extravagant. At least for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is nearly bankrupt, this is no ordinary display of wealth.

In the Shrek Academy's area, Ma Hongjun stared at several soul bones, his mouth practically watering: "That...that fire attribute one..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Dai Mubai slapped him on the back of the head, saying, "Shut up, have some self-respect, will you?"

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with resentment, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. They hadn't even made it into the top three; these treasures were destined to be out of their reach.

Tang San stood at the very front of the group, his Purple Demon Eyes fixed intently on the head bone. If he could obtain it… his spiritual power would definitely reach a new level!
But now, Shrek doesn't even have the right to compete.

In the center of the square, the group from Blue Tyrant Academy presented a completely different picture.

"Wow!"

Yu Linglong stood on tiptoe, her little face flushed with excitement, "Daddy! That purple one is so pretty!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie nodded and glanced at his disciples: "Are you confident?"

"We must take them down!" Yu Tianheng's eyes burned with fighting spirit, while Dugu Yan stood beside him, her emerald eyes flickering slightly. Everyone in the Dragon Cub team was filled with boundless fighting spirit.

The cardinal's voice rang out at the opportune moment: "The individual elimination tournament for the top three will now begin! By the draw, Shenfeng Academy will have a bye in the first round. Wuhun Hall Academy and Lanba Academy, please send your contestants!"

Hu Liena slowly walked out from the Spirit Hall's ranks, her light yellow medium-length hair flowing like waves, each step carrying a captivating rhythm.

Her gaze locked onto Yu Tianheng, and a meaningful smile appeared on her red lips.

Yu Tianheng snorted coldly and strode onto the arena. The two stood facing each other, and with the referee's signal, the match officially began!
Hu Liena did not rush to attack, but gracefully turned around, and the five spirit rings under her feet lit up one after another.

"Brother Yu Tianheng, please go easy on me." Her voice carried a strange allure, as if the air itself was tinged with a pink halo.

Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul instantly possessed him, pale blue lightning coiled around his body, and his eyes were sharp as knives: "Enough nonsense, make your move."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Hu Liena's first spirit ring suddenly lit up, and a sweet fragrance filled the arena.

Pink mist instantly filled the entire arena, and countless alluring phantoms appeared in the mist—there were girls dressed in light gauze dancing gracefully, and gentle female voices whispering in one's ear, enough to make the weak-willed instantly succumb.

Hu Liena stood in the center of the mist, a confident smile playing on her lips—her allure would captivate any man, and she didn't believe that a hot-blooded young man like Yu Tianheng could resist it.

In an instant, Yu Tianheng stood motionless, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused.

Hu Liena's smile widened, and her slender fingers gently stroked his cheek: "Good boy, go down from the ring yourself..."

Just when she thought victory was in her grasp, an unexpected change occurred!
"boom--!"

A thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking precisely where Hu Liena was standing.

She dodged hastily, but was still hit by the aftershock, and her gorgeous dress was instantly charred black.

"What's going on?!" Hu Liena stared wide-eyed at Yu Tianheng, who was still standing in the same spot, in disbelief.

There was no trace of confusion in his eyes; instead, they gleamed with a mocking light.

"What's so special about your charm?" Yu Tianheng scoffed, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Dugu Yan in the preparation area. He continued, "I've been taking Dugu Yan's poison every day, so I'm mentally paralyzed and immune to these little tricks."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan blushed and pretended to hit him, but couldn't help but smile.

Hu Liena was both shocked and furious, and immediately changed her strategy: "Third Soul Skill - Heavenly Fox Transformation!"

Dozens of tail spikes flew toward Yu Tianheng, but were all shattered by lightning halfway through.

"My turn!" Yu Tianheng's fourth spirit ring lit up, "Blue Lightning Dragon Swiftness!"

A dragon-like shadow rushed straight toward Hu Liena.

Hu Liena's hastily erected soul power barrier was as fragile as paper in front of Long Ying, shattering instantly.

It should be noted that Yu Tianheng's fourth spirit ring comes from an 8000-year-old Thunder Falcon, whose linear attack power is terrifying and cannot be resisted by ordinary spirit masters.

Moreover, Hu Liena, a Soul Master who relies on mental manipulation as her attack method, was even less able to resist. With a muffled thud, Hu Liena was blasted off the arena and crashed heavily in front of the Spirit Hall's preparation area.

The audience was silent.

No one expected that the Spirit Hall's golden generation would be defeated by Yu Tianheng in just three moves!
"Blue Tyrant Academy Team, Yu Tianheng, wins!" the cardinal's voice rang out.

Hu Liena clutched her chest, staring at Yu Tianheng in disbelief—she had actually been defeated by a Soul King who "didn't understand romance" today.

"Nana!" Yan rushed forward and helped Hu Liena up. Seeing her pale face and charred clothes, the red-haired burly man's eyes instantly turned bloodshot: "Yu Tianheng! I will make you pay the price!"

Yu Tianheng didn't even glance at him, and simply stood on the arena.

In the next match, the team sent by Shenfeng Academy took the stage. Feng Xiaotian couldn't wait to jump onto the stage, his flowing gray hair flying in the wind: "I've wanted to fight you for a long time!"—He was showing it to Linglong.

Yu Tianheng's face darkened, and the power of lightning surged once more: "Then let's go!"

The two of them instantly fought.

Feng Xiaotian's Gale Twin-Headed Wolf Martial Soul was extremely fast, transforming into a streak of bluish-gray light that spun rapidly around Yu Tianheng, with wind blades falling like a torrential rain.

"Second Soul Skill: Thunderous Might!" Countless electric snakes coiled around Yu Tianheng's body, forming a lightning barrier. The wind blades crashed into the barrier but could not penetrate it at all.

Moreover, these lightning arrows shot outwards at such speed that Feng Xiaotian could not completely dodge them, and the lightning power covering them made his whole body numb.

"Thirty-six Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf!" Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and unleashed his strongest self-created soul skill, his wings and arms merging into one as he soared into the air.

"That's all?" Yu Tianheng sneered, his body surging with lightning. He wasn't about to give Feng Xiaotian a chance to build up his power.

With the third soul skill "Thunderous Fury" activated, his entire body overflowed with lightning power, entering a berserk state. Immediately afterwards, a dragon claw condensed from pure lightning struck straight into the air, blasting Feng Xiaotian, who had not yet added a strike, out of the arena.

When he fell to the ground, his hair stood on end, making him look like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Blue Tyrant Academy wins again!" the cardinal announced loudly. "Please send out the next player from the Spirit Hall team!"

However, Yan did not get a chance to play. The Spirit Hall did not want to send two Soul Kings to the field at once, so it only sent a level 47 Battle Spirit Master with the spirit Black Horned Boar.

As expected, Yu Tianheng won two more matches in a row.

When the members of the Divine Wind Academy were electrocuted and their bodies were charred black, Yan couldn't wait any longer. He leaped onto the arena, cracking the ground as he stepped on it: "Yu Tianheng, I'm going to make you kneel down and apologize to Nana!"

Just as Yu Tianheng was about to accept the challenge, he suddenly noticed a gaze. He turned his head and saw Yu Xiaolie shaking his head almost imperceptibly, his eyes signaling him to conserve his strength.

He has already won four consecutive matches, so there is absolutely no need for him to fight to the death with Yan, the level 52 Soul King. He only needs to deplete Yan's soul power as much as possible.

Yu Tianheng understood and, facing the charging Yan Qiaobu, retreated to the left, forcing Yan to turn around and unleash his second soul skill, Granite Flame, with a heavy horizontal punch.

Yu Tianheng did not take the blow head-on. Lightning crackled beneath his feet as he dodged the fiery fist with ghostly speed, while simultaneously unleashing his Thunder Dragon Claw to harass Yan's flanks. His objective was clear—to wear Yan down, not to engage in a decisive battle.

"You little brat! You're too scared to fight me? What kind of man hides like that?!"

Yan roared, and his third soul ring lit up. "Flame Hand!" A large hand made of flames reached out to grab Yu Tianheng.

However, Yu Tianheng quickly retreated, only symbolically releasing a lightning dragon claw, and then, just as Yan's fist was about to hit, he suddenly leaped backward off the stage.

"What?!" Yan's fist slammed into empty air, nearly straining his back.

He turned angrily to the referee and asked, "What is this?"

The referee was stunned: "The Blue Tyrant Academy player has voluntarily left the field... Spirit Hall team wins!"

The surrounding spectators were in an uproar. Everyone could see that Yu Tianheng clearly still had energy left, so why did he suddenly admit defeat?

At this moment, only Yan remained standing on the arena, his face turning pale and then red. He had wanted to avenge Hu Liena, but he had no chance to do so, and he felt humiliated.

"Yu Tianheng! I'll make you pay in the team competition!" Yan secretly vowed.

Yu Tianheng returned to the preparation area, and Yu Linglong was the first to rush up to him: "Brother is so amazing!"

Then, blinking her big eyes, she asked, "But why did you jump down at the end?"

"Silly girl." Yu Tianlin pulled his sister aside and said, "Brother Tianheng is conserving his strength for the team competition. That red-haired gorilla is not worth his full effort."

At this moment, Yu Xiaolie patted Yu Tianheng on the shoulder approvingly: "Well done."

Just a few simple words, yet they stirred a warm feeling in Yu Tianheng's chest.

Not far away, Bibi Dong took in all of this. Her gaze lingered on Yu Xiaolie for a moment, and she thought to herself, "Yu Xiaolie, it seems that you are still better at teaching disciples."

(End of this chapter)