9: Chapter 9 is terrifyingly strong!

"Lingling, what... what are you doing?"

"..."

Ye Lingling’s large eyes curved into crescent moons. Although her expression beneath the veil was unseen, her voice carried a rare trace of teasing.

"Nothing, I just feel that... although Qin Feng is a bit mean with his words, some of the things he says might not be entirely wrong."

"However, he definitely deserves a lesson, so letting you vent some anger is appropriate."

"..."

Dugu Yan was stunned by the sudden attack, her cheeks flushed red. She glared at Ye Lingling reproachfully.

"You’ve been charmed by that scoundrel too!"

The two exchanged a knowing glance, then both turned their attention to the arena.

There, the battle was about to erupt.

On the stage.

Qin Feng stood there, but he felt the hairs on his back stand up.

He touched his nose, feeling inexplicably strange.

In that instant, he clearly felt two extremely complicated gazes land on him.

One came from Dugu Yan—it was murderous intent mixed with shame and indignation, wishing she could devour him whole.

The other came from Ye Lingling.

That look... how to describe it?

It held a probing desire to see right through him, yet it also carried a hint of shyness, and even a little... expectation?

"Did these two girls take the wrong medicine today?"

Qin Feng muttered internally, but quickly composed himself.

Opposite him, Yu Tianheng had already made his move.

"Qin Feng, since Yan Yan told me not to hold back, you better look out for yourself."

Yu Tianheng shouted coldly, suddenly spreading both arms wide.

Boom!

An incomparably violent aura of thunder erupted from within him.

Blue-purple arcs of lightning danced wildly around him, emitting crackling popping sounds.

His right arm rapidly swelled, his sleeve ripped apart, and it became covered in dense blue-purple dragon scales, his palm transforming into a ferocious dragon claw.

Two yellow and one purple—three spirit rings slowly rose beneath his feet, pulsating with heart-palpitating light.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit!

The pressure of a top-tier, brute-force type beast Spirit was fully displayed at this moment.

"Is this the strength of a Rank 39 Soul Elder?"

The students below gasped, looking at Qin Feng as if he were already dead.

Facing Yu Tianheng at his peak, let alone lasting the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he probably couldn't even withstand a single move?

However, Qin Feng, who was at the center of the storm, showed no signs of panic on his face.

He simply watched the aggressive Yu Tianheng, the mocking curve on his lips gradually widening.

"Is this your pride?"

"Just a large lizard that grew electricity, and you dare call yourself a dragon?"

Before the words faded, Qin Feng took a sudden step forward.

Thud!

The entire arena seemed to tremble with that single stomp.

A terrifying aura suddenly burst forth from within him.

A cyan lotus quietly bloomed behind him.

The lotus was the color of chaos, blooming thirty-six petals, with profound Dao patterns flowing across every petal.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding violent thunder seemed to encounter its natural predator, instantly withering away.

Even Yu Tianheng’s proud Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon phantom trembled and let out a mournful cry before this aura.

All the members of the Heaven Dou Royal Team were frozen in place, their gazes locked onto the stage.

Yu Tianheng lunged forward, the blue-purple dragon scales on his right arm shining brightly, causing his already thick arm to swell further.

The first spirit ring lit up.

"Thunder Dragon Claw!"

With a furious roar, a giant claw formed entirely of violent lightning, carrying a piercing shriek that tore the air, shot straight toward Qin Feng's face.

The might contained within that lightning was enough to make any Soul Elder of the same rank feel terrified.

However, facing this powerful strike, Qin Feng not only refrained from releasing his Spirit True Body, but not a single one of his spirit rings beneath his feet even lit up.

He casually extended his right hand.

Fingers spread, palm facing outward, without any flashy movements, it looked as if he were about to catch a tossed embroidered ball.

Dugu Yan on the sidelines felt her heart leap.

Has this bastard gone mad?

Although she had read Qin Feng's wild boasts in the diary and knew that since he dared to accept the assessment, he must have his trump cards.

But that was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

The continent's number one beast Spirit, renowned for its domineering attack power, especially since its lightning power carried a strong paralyzing effect—a Soul Master of the same rank would never dare to meet it head-on with their physical body.

Ye Lingling’s large eyes, hidden behind her veil, were also filled with worry.

Although the two felt ashamed and annoyed by the unrestrained fantasies in Qin Feng's diary and wished he would suffer a bit on stage.

That was based on the premise of 'teaching him a lesson,' not watching him go to his death or become severely injured and crippled.

"Does this arrogant fellow really think his body is made of iron?"

Dugu Yan couldn't help but curse under her breath, but sweat involuntarily beaded on her palms.

On the stage.

Seeing Qin Feng's action, the anger in Yu Tianheng’s eyes intensified.

"Bare-handed, without using a soul skill, you intend to catch my Thunder Dragon Claw?"

This was contempt!

It was a trampling of the dignity of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me!"

Yu Tianheng held nothing back, his Soul Power surging, and the might of the Thunder Dragon Claw instantly increased several degrees as it fiercely slammed towards Qin Feng's palm.

Just as everyone expected Qin Feng's arm to turn into charcoal the next second.

Slap.

A dull impact sound rang out.

There was no expected scream, nor was there a scene of flesh and blood flying.

That seemingly ordinary palm steadily clamped down on the lightning-wreathed dragon claw.

The violent current raged wildly the moment it made contact, trying to drill into Qin Feng's body and completely destroy his meridians and flesh.

But Qin Feng's palm was like a towering, ancient divine mountain; no matter how the lightning struck, it remained completely still.

A faint bronze sheen flowed across the surface of his skin, completely isolating all the power of the thunder outside.

"How is this possible?!"

Yu Tianheng’s pupils contracted violently.

He felt like his hand wasn't grasping a human hand, but was locked tightly by an iron clamp.

What shocked him even more was the strength emanating from the opponent's palm.

Vast, heavy, and domineering!

Completely unshakable!

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Qin Feng looked at the nearby Yu Tianheng, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

The next moment, he violently shook his arm.

Boom!

An immense, irresistible force surged along Yu Tianheng’s arm and blasted into his body.

In the face of this force, Yu Tianheng’s proud Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon physique was like a joke.

His body instantly lost its balance.

"..."

Qin Feng swung his arm around like he was tossing a rag doll, directly hoisting Yu Tianheng up and slamming him heavily onto the ground.