Chapter 47: Spirit Fighting: Yu Tianheng VS Nan Feihuang

Seeing Xun Yu's resolute appearance, Nan Feihuang knew he must be quite serious.

However, if he could truly win over Ye Lingling, it would not be a bad thing.

His martial soul was, in fact, inexplicably compatible with Ye Lingling; after all, the soldiers he summoned were of the type that could be re-summoned once killed.

It was just that each summoning consumed a fair amount of soul power, but if paired with the Nine Heart Begonia's group healing, it would truly become like an undead legion.

The enemy would exhaust their lives, barely managing to kill one soldier under the Nine Heart Begonia, and the next second, Xun Yu could resurrect it through soul power.

This could greatly reduce the frequency of Xun Yu's soul power consumption and also maximize the power of the Nine Heart Begonia.

If so, Nan Feihuang would not mind giving Ye Lingling a share when he obtained an Immortal Herb in the future.

He had confidence in obtaining Dugu Bo's Immortal Herb, but even though he had temporarily joined the Imperial Fighting Team and become friends with that group, he would not give away something like an Immortal Herb casually.

Just like the ones Tang San gave out, they were actually his later core team; Immortal Herbs must absolutely only be given to his own people.

Therefore, among the Imperial Fighting Team, there were only two people to whom Nan Feihuang would give an Immortal Herb: one was Dugu Yan, and the other was Ye Lingling, provided she became one of his own people. After all, since Xun Yu was his own person, why should he be stingy toward his own person's own person?

As for Dugu Yan, it was because the Immortal Herb was first discovered by Dugu Bo. Nan Feihuang did not consider himself a good person, but he was not an ingrate either. Reasonably and sentimentally, when he took the Immortal Herbs from Dugu Bo's Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in the future, he would have to leave a share for this pair of grandfather and granddaughter as a gesture of gratitude.

The lunch break passed quickly, and in the afternoon, it was time for the practical combat course.

Today, it was rare that the area outside the Soul Fighting Arena was packed with people; not a single person skipped class.

They all wanted to see the battle between Nan Feihuang and Yu Tianheng.

Even the Three Education Committee Members were stirred; they had long since designated Yu Tianheng as the representative for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy in the upcoming Soul Master Elite Tournament, and they had always paid close attention to his growth.

Additionally, they also wanted to know to what extent that kid, Nan Feihuang, could hold out under Yu Tianheng's Dragon Claw.

"Everyone, hurry and place your bets; it'll be too late if you don't," Oslo shouted loudly, taking advantage of everyone gathering together.

The nobles were not short on money, and for the sake of fun, they scattered their money down; the smallest bets were at least several hundred Gold Soul Coins, enough for many commoner families to live comfortably for many years.

"Oslo, I bet one hundred thousand, Brother Feihuang wins!" A gentle voice rang out, coming from the Empire's eldest Princess, Xue Ke.

She started with one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins; this was the New Year's money she had saved up.

"Your Highness, are you sure you want to bet this much?" Oslo asked in pursuit.

"Of course, Brother Feihuang is my fiancé; is there any problem with supporting him as his fiancée at a time like this?" Xue Ke did not care about the money at all; in fact, she just wanted to show her trust in Nan Feihuang.

"Haha, then I shall participate as well. Oslo, fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins, betting on my little brother Feihuang." A Gold Soul Coin card flew over and inserted itself into the wooden table.

"Big Brother!" Xue Ke turned her head, looking happily at the arriving Xue Qinghe, running over to hold her arm and saying, "Big Brother, why did you come over? Are you not handling government affairs today?"

"There aren't many government affairs today; Big Brother helped Father Emperor finish handling them all this morning. I heard about the academy's matter, so I took some time to come and see," Xue Qinghe said with a smile, stroking Xue Ke's hair.

In truth, she had always been paying attention to the academy; how could she not know about such a big matter as the duel between Yu Tianheng and Nan Feihuang?

She also really wanted to see how her little fan's practical combat ability was.

After all, combat was not just about having strong soul power and good Spirit Rings.

"Another fifty thousand?" Oslo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At this moment, he was finally no longer so smug; instead, he was somewhat worried.

Because for those betting on Nan Feihuang to win, not counting the scattered ones, Xun Yu, Xue Ke, and Xue Qinghe together had already reached eighty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

If Nan Feihuang lost, that would of course be for the best; he would make a fortune.

But if he won, according to the 2.80 odds, he would have to pay out one hundred and forty-four thousand Gold Soul Coins. That would make him bankrupt; even adding up all the bets on Yu Tianheng winning and on a draw, it would not be enough to fill this hole.

One must know, his family was only a minor noble family.

"Tianheng, you must be powerful; my entire fortune and life are in your hands." The bets were placed, and even the Crown Prince had participated; he had no room to go back on his word. At this moment, he could only pray to Buddha and beg the gods.

At this time, Yu Tianheng and Nan Feihuang walked onto the ring.

Although the two had an age difference of nearly seven years, their heights were about the same. From the outside, it looked as if two people of the same age were engaged in spirit fighting.

"Yu Tianheng, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, level 31 Qiangong Xi Battle Spirit Master, please advise!" Yu Tianheng struck a starting pose, introducing himself while releasing his martial soul. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, covered in thunder power, with two yellow and one purple Spirit Ring surrounding the dragon's body, looked quite imposing.

"Nan Feihuang, martial soul Peerless Fangtian Halberd, level 28 Qiangong Xi Battle Spirit Master, please advise." Nan Feihuang also gripped his Halberd. As his Spirit Rings appeared, everyone instantly gasped.

One yellow, one purple.

"A thousand-year second ring, heavens, how did he do it?"

"I don't believe it, I must be blind; how could someone absorb a thousand-year Spirit Ring for their second ring?"

Except for Xue Ke, Xue Qinghe, and the Three Education Committee Members who already knew, the rest were like they were dreaming, unable to believe their own eyes.

Oslo was even more filled with sorrow, "It's over, it's all over now, my money!!!"

The gap between a thousand-year Spirit Ring and a hundred-year Spirit Ring was obvious. More importantly, being able to absorb a thousand-year second ring meant that Nan Feihuang's physique was likely no less than that of a Soul Elder.

As for actual combat power, are you kidding? Someone who could absorb a Spirit Ring beyond their level at the second ring—would their combat ability be poor?

"A thousand-year second ring!" Yu Tianheng looked at the Spirit Rings Nan Feihuang revealed, his expression also becoming grave. He knew that he absolutely could not be careless today, or he might very well capsize in the gutter.

If he lost to Nan Feihuang today, that would be a disgrace.

Yu Tianheng, who had originally wanted to be humble and let Nan Feihuang make the first move, saw his first Spirit Ring flash first, "Kid, come on, First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw."

Dugu Yan was stunned, "Tianheng brought out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's soul skill so quickly; it seems Nan Feihuang's thousand-year second ring has put quite a bit of pressure on him."

Yu Tianheng soared into the air, his first Spirit Ring flashing violently, and the condensed Thunder Dragon Claw had already been swiped out. The Thunder Dragon Claw he unleashed swept through the air for a full twenty meters; wherever it passed, the air twisted violently, erupting with a heart-palpitating crackling sound.

(End of chapter)