Chapter 157: Another Spirit Bone

Yu Tianheng finally came to his senses, realizing that Xiao Yu intended to let Dugu Yan have a one-on-one duel with him so she could vent her pent-up resentment.

Yu Tianheng let out a cold snort immediately. He might not be a match for Xiao Yu, but could he possibly lose to Dugu Yan?

Although he had known that Dugu Yan's martial soul had undergone an evolution before she dropped out of the academy back then, he certainly did not believe that an evolved snake could ever be compared to the sub-dragon species of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

"Dugu Yan, with just who you are, you think you're worthy of fighting me!"

Yu Tianheng let out an angry shout as his first spirit ring lit up, condensing a thunderous dragon claw that slammed toward Dugu Yan standing before him.

Faced with Yu Tianheng's attack, Dugu Yan did not show the slightest weakness, commanding the golden flood dragon to meet him head-on.

Compared to other spirit ancestors, Dugu Yan had a massive flaw:

Before her martial soul evolved, Dugu Yan was a control-system spirit master who dominated the battlefield through poison. Consequently, her first and second spirit rings were both released based on her natal venom. However, as her martial soul evolved and her venom dissolved, her first two spirit rings lost their original effects, becoming as useless as chicken ribs. Therefore, compared to normal spirit ancestors, she was missing two spirit skills.

Yu Tianheng had only utilized his first spirit skill at the moment; if Dugu Yan were to use her third and fourth spirit rings to fight back, in the eyes of onlookers, she would actually appear to be at a disadvantage.

Boom!

The golden flood dragon collided with the blue-purple lightning dragon, and both were forced to step back several steps.

Dugu Yan did not use any spirit skills, yet her spirit power was at rank forty-eight, three ranks higher than Yu Tianheng's. It was hardly surprising that she could fight Yu Tianheng to a standstill even with the enhancement of his first spirit skill.

However, Yu Tianheng was unaware of Dugu Yan's actual situation; he assumed that Dugu Yan's failure to use a spirit skill was a sign of contempt for him.

"Third spirit skill: Wrath of Thunder!"

Yu Tianheng's third spirit skill was somewhat similar to Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation, both belonging to amplification-type spirit skills. After activation, the user would enter a berserk state for a certain duration, with their lightning power and spirit power both increasing by one hundred percent.

The radiance emitted by the thousand-year spirit ring dyed the lightning swirling around Yu Tianheng in a pale purple hue. Viewed from afar, it looked as though a blue-purple armor was covering his entire body.

"Second spirit skill: Ten Thousandbolts of Thunder!"

Amplified by his third spirit skill, Yu Tianheng executed his second spirit skill, which possessed long-range attack capabilities. The lightning power surrounding him instantly magnified, transforming into countless bolts of lightning that shot explosively toward Dugu Yan.

"Third spirit skill: Tremor of the Golden Flood Dragon!"

Seeing that Yu Tianheng had already employed his third spirit skill, Dugu Yan likewise activated her own third spirit skill. A golden radiance enveloped her, and her entire figure surged forward like a cannonball.

Countless bolts of lightning struck the soaring golden flood dragon, yet they were utterly incapable of piercing through the defense of that golden light.

"How is this possible!"

In the Shrek spectator area, Yu Xiaogang, seated in a wheelchair, cried out as if unable to accept the sight before him.

After several days of recuperation—especially after Bibi Dong learned of Yu Xiaogang's miserable state and secretly arranged for several healing-system spirit masters to visit him—Yu Xiaogang, having slightly recovered, had forced his ailing body to come to the competition venue to watch the matches.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family possessed a long history, and their early spirit rings had long followed a well-established system. Yu Xiaogang knew very well what kind of power Yu Tianheng's second spirit skill could unleash when amplified by his third spirit skill. Dugu Yan's third spirit skill ought to have been an offensive spirit skill; that layer of golden light simply should not have possessed such defensive power...

Completely unable to accept the scene unfolding before him, Yu Xiaogang let out an involuntary cry.

"This is... a spirit bone!"

Ning Fengzhi keenly perceived the fluctuation of spirit power emanating from Dugu Yan's right leg. Of course, what was even more important was that the right leg bone Dugu Yan had absorbed was one of the four fifty-thousand-year spirit bones they had previously presented to the Nine Stars Palace as an apology. It had originated from a demonic sea flood dragon with sixty thousand years of cultivation, hunted and absorbed by an elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School a century ago. Following that elder's passing, the spirit bone had entered the treasury of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi remembered that the ability bestowed by this spirit bone should be a defensive spirit skill—the Vast Sea Dragon Body—which could vastly enhance a spirit master's defense.

"Uncle Jian, that fellow Xiao Yu is truly generous. He hands over a sixty-thousand-year spirit bone just like that. Could this Dugu Yan also be one of his women?"

Ning Fengzhi remarked with considerable interest. From his perspective, Xiao Yu was clearly a romantic and unrestrained character. Since he already had two beauties like Ye Lengleng and Huo Wu by his side, it would hardly be surprising if he took in Dugu Yan, whose appearance and figure were equally outstanding.

Otherwise, what reason would Xiao Yu have to gift her such a high-quality spirit bone?

Dugu Yan's aptitude might indeed be considered good in the outside world, possessing rank forty-eight cultivation at the age of twenty-one, but in the talent-laden Nine Stars Palace, she could only be considered upper-middle tier. Yet Ning Fengzhi had not detected the presence of spirit bones in Xie Wu, Io, or even the stronger Cang Mo, all of whose strengths were on par with hers.

"Not necessarily!"

Sword Dourole's strength was unfathomable. In the original text, he had reached the heights of rank ninety-seven without any protagonist halo whatsoever. Disregarding certain cheaters and old monsters, his strength rightfully ranked first in the spirit master world. How could he possibly fail to notice what Ning Fengzhi could detect...