NABC Chapter 87 Complete Victory
Chapter 87 Complete Victory
"One move decides the outcome?"
Yu Tianheng's pupils contracted, then he threw his head back and laughed loudly, as if he had heard some incredible joke. Blue-purple lightning crackled and exploded around him with the same fury as his emotions: "Fine, I'll see what you have to fight me with! My fourth soul skill, 'Blue Lightning Dragon Swiftness,' isn't even at its full power yet. If you can withstand it, I'll admit defeat!"
"No." Xiao Yan shook his head, his tone calm. "If you can withstand my first soul skill, I'll concede!"
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
"What? He only used his first soul skill?! Has he gone mad?!"
"Yu Tianheng is a Soul Master, not a Soul Venerable. Can his first Soul Skill really block the opponent's fourth Soul Skill?"
"And judging from the way his Blue Silver Grass teammate is acting, he's clearly not going to lift a finger. Is he going to fight Yu Tianheng all by himself?"
"They actually let their players jump off the field. Isn't that tantamount to suicide? That's incredibly arrogant."
Qin Ming frowned, his fingers fidgeting with his collar, ready to interrupt the match at any moment. However, Meng Shenji, who was not far away, coughed, as if to tell him not to rush.
Seeing Xue Qinghe facing him, Ning Fengzhi smiled and looked at her: "Your Highness, is there something you're wondering about?"
"Given the existing difference in soul power, can the first soul skill really counter this fourth soul skill?"
"If it's like my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the difference between low-level soul skills isn't that significant. They all amplify different soul master attributes proportionally. However, for a power-attack type soul master, the age limit of the first soul skill is there. After all, it's a yellow soul ring. No matter how powerful it is, it's hard to withstand the power of this fourth soul skill," Ning Fengzhi explained.
"So, it seems Xiao Yan is almost certain to lose? Master Yan Xiao once said that not every stage of a soul skill is best for attacking, so Xiao Yan's first soul skill is probably not as simple as it looks." Crown Prince Xue Qinghe was clearly still believing in Xiao Yan as he asked.
"In that case, it can only be said that Fengzhi is still too inexperienced. We can wait and see." Ning Fengzhi still smiled as he looked at Xiao Yan in the center of the stage.
Dugu Bo, watching from the stands, narrowed his eyes: "Interesting... What exactly is this little monster plotting?"
In fact, Dugu Bo had only witnessed Xiao Yan's power once before, in the Sunset Forest. At that time, the extreme flames that Xiao Yan unleashed in conjunction with his martial soul instantly melted away his poison. Afterward, Xiao Yan quickly dealt with the poisonous mist that permeated the air. This was the reason why Dugu Bo had instructed Xiao Yan before the competition. Even though his granddaughter had reached the strength of a Soul Master, the elemental advantage meant that she could not possibly be Xiao Yan's opponent.
Tang San stood at the edge of the platform, his expression solemn. He knew Xiao Yan never did anything without a certainty, but he hadn't gone down yet because Xiao Yan had entrusted him with another matter. It wasn't about using his Blue Silver Grass to restrain Yu Tianheng, but rather…
Yu Tianheng's eyes narrowed, and his soul power surged instantly. The amplification from his third soul skill remained. He raised his right hand again, and the blue lightning dragon circled and roared in the air.
Yu Tianheng sneered, "Xiao Yan, since you've chosen to make things difficult, then I'll grant your wish!"
"Agumon!" Xiao Yan shouted, and the pink and white fleshy ball on his head evolved into Agumon under the light.
As Xiao Yan's yellow spirit ring attached itself, Agumon's neck immediately turned bright red.
Lightning condensed on Yu Tianheng's right arm, and the blue electric dragon suddenly swelled up. He pointed his finger at Xiao Yan, and the electric dragon instantly shot out, tearing through the air and stabbing straight at Xiao Yan!
"Blue Lightning Dragon Swiftness!"
Wherever the lightning struck, the ground was scorched black, and the entire Battle Arena trembled!
Xiao Yan remained standing in the same spot.
"Mistress, remember what I said."
Even at this critical juncture, Xiao Yan could still turn his head and calmly instruct Tang San.
The flames in Agumon's mouth had been accumulating for a long time. If you got close, you could almost hear the flames bursting inside its mouth. If Eric were still alive, he would definitely cry foul. After all, he was a Soul King who was burned to ashes after eating the flames of Tyrannomon. He could naturally sense that the temperature of these flames, amplified by his first Soul Skill, was still less than half of what it was when it killed him.
This was naturally Xiao Yan's intention; he only needed to subdue Yu Tianheng, there was no need to kill him.
In an instant, the flames of Agumon, amplified by Xiao Yan's first soul skill, collided with Yu Tianheng's fourth soul skill.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening roar of clashing soul forces.
The violent lightning, upon contact with the blazing flames, seemed to be bound by an invisible force, its speed drastically reduced, its light dimmed, as if it had sunk into a quagmire!
"What?!" Yu Tianheng was shocked. He could feel his soul skill being devoured by the opponent's raging flames. The intense heat seemed to melt even the air, and his lightning could not advance any further.
"Tsk."
In the stands, Meng Shenji rubbed his forehead with a headache. He had been so focused on reminding everyone at the opening ceremony to keep things under control and avoid any casualties, but judging from Xiao Yan's spirit skill, it seemed like he wanted to dismantle their Heavenly Dou Arena.
"boom."
With a muffled thud, Yu Tianheng's thunder dragon finally dissipated completely three feet away from Xiao Yan, turning into countless lightning snakes that scattered and vanished.
Yu Tianheng staggered backward, his face pale, his right arm trembling uncontrollably. His soul skill was interrupted in this way, and the backlash from it had almost depleted his soul power. Fortunately, Ye Lingling behind him was already using the Nine Heart Begonia to heal his injuries.
"No...impossible! My fourth soul skill was blocked by a first soul skill?"
Yu Tianheng refused to believe it and roared, wanting to fight again. But just then, the flames that had engulfed him were already coming straight at his face.
The dissipation of lightning does not mean the dissipation of Xiao Yan's flames.
Seeing the flames so close at hand, Yu Tianheng had no choice but to imbue his right hand with lightning again, hoping that this time the Thunder Dragon Claw could tear the flames apart.
However, how could this soul skill, which even Tang San's Blue Silver Grass couldn't tear apart, possibly be a match for Xiao Yan's Ultimate Flame?
"Tianheng!" Seeing this, Dugu Yan no longer cared about her earlier sulking. The scorching heat of the flames made her realize that her lover might be in mortal danger.
Qin Ming looked nervously at Meng Shenji, but the other party remained as still as a meditating monk, just as he had stopped him from protecting Tang San earlier. At present, he did not seem to be worried about Yu Tianheng's safety.
A spirit is a spirit master's second life, and spirit skills are what they rely on. Xiao Yan couldn't possibly be unaware of the power of his spirit skills. Since he didn't drive Ye Lingling off the stage in the scattered battle, it means he was confident that Yu Tianheng would still lose to him under Ye Lingling's healing.
Moreover, with the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul, how could anyone possibly die?
A blue silver grass vine silently wrapped around Yu Tianheng's ankle, and then Tang San pulled it off with both hands.
"The spring breeze brings it back to life!"
"I knew it! Xiao Yan was trying to put Yu Tianheng at ease so that their Blue Silver Grass Soul Master could catch him off guard. Judging from this, he's probably going to send the opponent off the stage."
"But... Yu Tianheng's fourth soul skill was dissipated by the opponent, so why did Xiao Yan have to resort to this tactic?"
At the same time, Ye Lingling lightly tapped her fingertip, and the Nine Heart Begonia bloomed with a soft pink light, instantly enveloping Yu Tianheng's entire body with a healing soul power.
A few crabapple petals drifted down onto Yu Tianheng.
"Nine Hearts Protect the Body".
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass covered Yu Tianheng layer by layer, doing his best to stop Xiao Yan's flames from spreading.
It turns out that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was not an attack, but rather it firmly fixed Yu Tianheng in place, preventing him from losing his life due to Xiao Yan's flames; Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia immediately stabilized his soul power fluctuations and repaired his damaged body.
The three worked together flawlessly.
After the raging fire subsided, the person entangled by the Blue Silver Grass finally broke free from the grass. Yu Tianheng knelt on one knee without uttering a word. His skin was slightly red, clearly indicating that he still had some skin damage despite the healing effect of the Nine Heart Begonia.
Xiao Yan looked at the powerless Yu Tianheng, hugged the martial spirit that had transformed back into a rolling beast back into his arms, and said calmly, "I know you won't hold back. So, I can unleash my full power without worry. This is out of respect for you, but of course, I won't let you die on the stage."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng finally closed his eyes, a faint, helpless smile appearing on his face, before collapsing onto the competition stage.
The entire room fell silent.
A moment later, Qin Ming took a deep breath and announced loudly:
"Yu Tianheng is incapacitated and eliminated! The winner of this selection match is Team 'Little Three Five'!"
Below the stands, Dugu Yan stood frozen in place, muttering, "He, he really only used one move... and he even saved Yu Tianheng? Grandpa?" She turned her gaze to her grandfather in the stands.
Dugu Bo nodded slowly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "This little monster's temperament, strength, and strategy are all top-notch. He is not greedy for merit, not bloodthirsty, and knows how to protect his opponent in the decisive moment."
Xiao Yan simply turned and walked towards Tang San and Xiao Wu, gently patting them on the shoulder.
This battle is not about humiliating the opponent, but about proving that a true champion not only wins, but also controls the balance of victory and defeat.