Yu Kuang was secretly astonished.
He hadn't expected Yu Tianlei's strength to be this overwhelming.
So this is the power of a top-tier martial soul. It truly is formidable.
Every single clash brought with it immense pressure.
"Hahaha, bring it on, Yu Tianlei,"
"Let me see the full extent of your strength!"
Yu Kuang let out a faint smile. Rather than discouraging him, Yu Tianlei's fierce retaliation only stirred his fighting spirit even more.
He knew full well that this match wasn't just about personal honor—it could determine his entire future.
Yu Tianlei curled his lips.
"You're one of Zhao Li's people, aren't you?"
"Did he tell you to throw this match?"
"Hmph. Even if you weren't faking it, I'd still crush you completely!"
His piercing gaze locked onto Yu Kuang as he sneered coldly.
Yu Kuang's brows furrowed tightly at those words.
So Yu Tianlei wasn't sent by Zhao Li... but instead mistook him as Zhao Li's pawn?
There was no time to explain. The battle was heating up.
His expression turned icy as he growled back, "If you've got the guts, come at me. I'll twist that claw of yours clean off!"
The moment the words left his mouth, a surge of power erupted around Yu Tianlei. Without warning, he activated his Dragon Transformation technique.
His arm rapidly transformed into a thick, muscular dragon limb, cold silver scales flashing menacingly.
With a shout, the force of a thunderstorm surged from him.
Streaks of purple lightning roared like flood dragons, surging toward Yu Kuang.
"Third Soul Skill: Gale Barrier!"
Yu Kuang didn't dare lower his guard and immediately activated his third skill.
Soul power surged from his body, forming a firm defensive shield.
But just as he was bracing for impact—
A searing pain stabbed through his abdomen, as if thousands of steel needles had pierced him at once.
His movements faltered. A gap opened in his defense.
The next instant, Yu Tianlei's thunderous power smashed through and blasted him into the corner of the arena.
The entire arena fell silent, like death had swept through.
Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
In the crowd, Yu Feng watched his older brother in shock, his eyes full of worry and confusion.
"Rigged! It's rigged!"
"Yu Kuang could've blocked that. Why didn't he?"
"Exactly! He already used his third soul skill—why would he purposely expose a weakness?"
"Damn it, another fixed match? Yu Kuang, I bet 100 gold soul coins on you!"
A wave of furious curses erupted from the spectators.
Even Yu Tianlei paused, frowning slightly.
Was that too obvious? That looked like blatant match-fixing…
Meanwhile—
A cold gaze bore down from the second-floor VIP box.
"Let's see how arrogant you are now,"
Zhao Li stood smugly, lips curled in a mocking grin.
Yu Kuang lay sprawled on the ground, a strange heat surging wildly through his body.
"No... That incense... it was drugged."
The realization hit him hard. His fury ignited instantly.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed himself up with trembling arms.
Driven by rage, his strength suddenly exploded beyond its usual limit.
"Pathetic acting. You're a disgrace to the world of rigged battles. I could get a dog to fake better than you."
Yu Tianlei scoffed coldly, a look of disdain in his eyes.
Then—
Without hesitation, he struck again.
His dragon arm slashed through the air, howling with wind and crackling with lightning as it tore toward Yu Kuang.
But Yu Kuang's eyes now burned with resolve. He didn't retreat. Instead, he charged forward.
At the exact moment Yu Tianlei's dragon claw came down—
Yu Kuang twisted his body, and his bird-like claws shot out like lightning, clutching Yu Tianlei's dragon arm with precision.
Then with a roar, he threw all his strength forward, slamming Yu Tianlei's strike into the arena floor with a thunderous crash.
The ground erupted with wild arcs of lightning.
Yu Tianlei froze, stunned.
What... how...?
Yu Kuang let out a furious roar and, seizing the moment, hurled the still-shocked Yu Tianlei straight off the stage.
The tide had turned in an instant—Yu Kuang had snatched victory from the jaws of defeat.
Everyone watching was stunned.
None of them had expected such a dramatic reversal.
But moments later, the arena erupted into thunderous cheers.
"YES! I knew I was right to bet on Yu Kuang! My gold coins!"
"HAHAHA, you almost gave me a heart attack, Yu Kuang!"
"Nice! That'll teach him! Don't they know Yu Kuang is the real mad dog here?"
"Big bro, you're awesome!"
"My winnings! My winnings!"
Back in the VIP box—
Zhao Li's face darkened in an instant. He turned furiously to his underlings and roared, "What the hell happened?! What are you idiots even doing?!"
His lackeys trembled, heads bowed, not daring to utter a word.
In the stands—
Lin Feng quietly observed Yu Kuang's furious counterattack.
To overcome the poison within and still reverse the fight—he nodded in quiet approval.
This guy had real potential. Among soul masters his age, he was definitely a standout.
A pity his innate soul power was a bit low... but that's easy to fix. Herbs solve everything.
"Hahaha! I made 500 gold soul coins! Let's go, quick, cash it in!"
"Count me in!"
"I won too, I won too!"
As the crowd celebrated their winnings and the shocking twist in the match—
Up on the arena—
A staff member stepped up and whispered something to the host.
Moments later, large text flashed across the big screen: [Match Suspended – Emergency Review]
"We've just received word from the event staff. The organizers now suspect that Yu Kuang may have taken performance-enhancing drugs."
"To ensure the fairness of the competition, he will be subjected to testing."
The host spoke solemnly into the mic.
Instantly, a wave of outrage rippled through the crowd.
"Drugs? No way!"
"Yu Kuang's not that kind of person."
"Yeah! He's always had a solid reputation!"
"What the hell were the organizers even doing? Shouldn't drug checks happen before the match?"
The crowd expressed their growing displeasure.
Yu Kuang's expression turned grim. Deep down, he understood.
This was a setup—carefully orchestrated from the start.
Even if he won the match, the moment they "found" evidence of drug use, his reputation would be destroyed, his name turned to mud.
He instinctively looked up toward the VIP box.
There, Zhao Li sat with a smug, mocking smile, looking down on him with contempt.
Dugu Yan had caught on as well. Her eyes flared with rage as she shouted, "Which coward pulled this crap?! I'll skin them alive!"
"Calm down. Don't rush—I've got a plan."
Lin Feng quickly raised a hand to stop her, speaking in a soft, soothing tone.
Then, with unhurried composure, he reached into his robes and pulled out an immortal herb:
Aromatic Silk Beauty Immortal Herb.
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