8: The number one beast martial spirit in the world?

Yu Mengzhang took the stage.

A six-year-old child, his height only reached Yu Tianheng's shoulder.

Short jet-black hair hung down to his ears, the tips of his hair shimmering with dew-like light that flickered with his breath like floating stars.

Before the crowd could even feel confused, all their doubts vanished the moment they saw Yu Mengzhang's face.

Those golden eyes were indifferent and mysterious.

They naturally carried a nobility that transcended the mundane.

He was meant to be extraordinary and otherworldly.

With such a temperament, it was difficult for anyone to view him as an ordinary child.

Yu Tianheng even felt a hint of pressure.

It was a temperament even more mysterious and noble than that of his grandfather, the Titled Douluo Yu Yuanzhen.

In front of the other boy, he even had an inexplicable feeling of inferiority.

"Wait for me to rest a moment."

Yu Tianheng said, as if possessed.

He actually didn't dare to start the Spirit Fight immediately, even though Yu Mengzhang looked several years younger than him.

"Alright." Yu Mengzhang waited where he stood.

Although he could control Dragon Qi to patrol the heavens and bring rain, he couldn't just ignore these several hundred gold coins.

On the viewing platform, the high-ranking officials were all slightly stunned upon seeing this.

"Who is that child?"

This was their collective doubt.

Yu Luomian frowned slightly, also lost in thought.

Soon, he remembered; this was the kid he detested by association.

He had awakened a Spirit similar to Yu Xiaogang's.

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had led his most talented daughter astray, a grudge he still held to this day.

Seeing Yu Mengzhang with a similar Spirit, he had casually dismissed him.

It wasn't that he intended to suppress the boy, it was just... seeing him reminded him of Yu Xiaogang, so he sent him away.

He wasn't some Genius anyway, so he didn't matter.

But now he dared to step onto the arena stage?

"Who is he...?"

Xue Qinghe suddenly asked in a raspy voice.

A pair of bright eyes stared intently at Yu Mengzhang.

At this moment, Yu Mengzhang's image seemed to overlap with the fleeting glimpse she once had.

Except that fleeting glimpse had been of a young man.

But both possessed an extraordinary and otherworldly sense of nobility.

It was a quality that neither the Empire's Emperor, the Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff, nor even the Angel Clan possessed.

One look was all it took to make it impossible to forget.

Yu Luomian said casually, "Just a child who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and digs for food in the mud; there's no need to pay him any mind."

"Is that so? But I feel that even the shabbiest chicken coop might not be unable to produce a Golden Phoenix... perhaps he will give us a surprise?"

Xue Qinghe shook his head, looking at Yu Mengzhang's figure with an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

Yu Luomian smiled and shook his head. "Placing hope in a common chicken from a coop is no different from those mud-diggers expecting it to rain."

"But, it did rain!"

Xue Qinghe said suddenly with a serious expression.

Yu Luomian raised an eyebrow slightly, looked at Xue Qinghe in surprise, and said indifferently, "Then let's watch, Your Highness, and see what kind of surprise the Phoenix in your heart can bring you."

"Stop resting, Tianheng, let's begin."

Yu Luomian urged.

On the arena stage.

Hearing this, Yu Tianheng showed a look of helplessness.

It seemed everyone thought it was a guaranteed victory for him against a six-year-old child.

But only he knew that he didn't even dare to look the child in the eye right now!

An invisible yet present pressure was acting upon his body.

"We can begin..."

Yu Tianheng reminded in a low voice.

Yu Mengzhang raised his hand and released a green light that landed on the ground, condensing into the "Green Lizard," which had even more vigor than before.

"Ying ying...!"

The cry was tender but full of vitality.

At the same time, an Azure Spirit Ring rose from beneath the "Green Lizard's" feet.

"What is that? Why is the spirit ring blue?"

"How can that Spirit leave the body?"

"I remember him! He has Innate Full Spirit Power! But his Spirit is a Waste Spirit! To think he actually dares to go up and challenge!"

"..."

The surrounding youths cried out in alarm at the sight.

Yu Mengzhang's spirit ring broke the history of the Spirit Master's world—a unique Azure Spirit Ring!

The crowd below the stage watched with curiosity, discussing it fervently.

But the moment the spirit ring appeared, Yu Tianheng felt as if he heard countless dragon roars, shaking his mind.

At this moment, even his Spirit summoning was half a beat slow!

A dazzling blue light suddenly lit up from between his eyebrows, then instantly spread, as bolts of blue-purple lightning erupted like little snakes.

His right hand transformed into a dragon claw, with two yellow spirit rings pulsing up and down.

Usually, his appearance had a suppressing effect, but now it was completely reversed.

"Is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit truly The Number One Beast Martial Soul Under Heaven?" Yu Tianheng couldn't help but doubt himself.

"Zizizi...!!!"

Yu Mengzhang's Azure Spirit Ring glowed, and a blue-white current suddenly extended from his palm, transforming into a Thunder Spear.

The spear was two meters long, appearing quite massive in Yu Mengzhang's hands.

At the same time, a faint cloud of mist appeared around him, enveloping Yu Mengzhang.

Yu Tianheng gradually lost sight of Yu Mengzhang's figure.

Wind follows the tiger, clouds follow the dragon.

This was one of Yu Mengzhang's basic characteristics.

"I can't wait any longer!"

Yu Tianheng grit his teeth and suddenly unleashed his first Spirit Ability, "Thunder Dragon Claw!!!"

With a wave of his right hand, he condensed a Thunder Dragon Claw and struck out, sweeping straight toward Yu Mengzhang. The air distorted violently wherever it passed, erupting with heart-palpitating crackling sounds.

Simultaneously, he quickly charged toward Yu Mengzhang.

The spectating youths were all dumbfounded.

Unleashing a Spirit Ability right from the start? Such a violent fighting style against a six-year-old child?

What on earth was Yu Tianheng thinking?

Wasn't he afraid of killing his opponent?

Yu Tianxin also couldn't help but frown. He brushed a grape skin off his shoulder and looked at the arena, lost in thought.

"Isn't that child..."

Several youths remembered Yu Mengzhang, whom they had met once before.

"Pili pala...!!!"

Facing the incoming dragon claw, Yu Mengzhang thrust out his Thunder Spear directly.

The moment the spear collided with the dragon claw, the two forces of lightning made contact.

The dragon claw was like a bubble that burst at a single poke; it actually vanished!

All the thunder power within it was absorbed by the Thunder Spear as pure energy.

Seeing this, Yu Tianheng's eyes widened.

"What's going on?!"

He looked at Yu Mengzhang in terror.

At this point, the distance between them was less than three meters.

He could clearly see Yu Mengzhang's golden eyes.

The moment their eyes met, his Spirit seemed to stagnate.

It was like encountering something terrifying, making his heart skip a beat.

His mind went blank for a moment, and unable to control his body, he tumbled forward.

"Bang...!"

With a muffled thud, he skidded several meters across the ground.

Yu Mengzhang watched him silently, pressing down with the Thunder Spear. The blue-white arcs of electricity at its tip crackled and popped.

It pointed diagonally at Yu Tianheng's head.

If Yu Mengzhang wished, a single forward thrust of the Thunder Spear would doom Yu Tianheng beyond redemption.

"You lost..."

Yu Mengzhang said indifferently.

Yu Tianheng raised his head and looked at Yu Mengzhang's clothes, not reacting for a while.

Just now, what exactly happened?

Was he... suppressed by a Spirit?

The Number One Beast Martial Soul Under Heaven, suppressed by a Spirit of the same kind?