Xue Qinghe said, "I want to give this spot to Brother Yu and also to Elder Wang's son, so how about the two of you compete a bit?"
Ye Yu sighed inwardly, "It seems they want to test my strength."
Naturally, Xue Qinghe wanted to take this opportunity to see how powerful Ye Yu really was. Previously, when asked, Ye Yu had kept it a secret and wouldn't tell him.
Wang Fei glanced at Ye Yu, extremely surprised, "Crown Prince, him? He's only twelve or thirteen years old, right? At most around level twenty-nine, there's no way he could be a match for my son, Wang Teng."
Since the Crown Prince held this young man in high regard, believing Ye Yu to be a genius, he estimated Ye Yu's strength based on his own son's talent. His son was already at level twenty-nine at that age.
"Let's give it a try," Xue Qinghe suggested.
"Alright then, Teng, warm up a bit," Wang Fei said.
"Okay, Dad," Wang Teng replied.
Facing Ye Yu, Wang Teng arrogantly and dismissively believed that even though they were both considered geniuses, their age difference was more than ten years, and the gap in soul power levels was about thirty. He felt he could easily defeat Ye Yu without even releasing his Martial Soul.
Ye Yu asked, "You're not going to release your Martial Soul?"
Wang Teng replied confidently, "Of course. Go ahead; you attack first."
Confident in his power and status, Wang Teng beckoned Ye Yu with his finger, signaling him to start.
Xue Qinghe reminded, "Wang Teng, you better release your Martial Soul. Brother Yu's strength is unfathomable."
Xue Qinghe wanted to observe Ye Yu's strength through their fight. If Wang Teng didn't release his Martial Soul, it wouldn't serve the purpose he had in mind.
Wang Teng replied confidently, "Crown Prince, he's at most level twenty-nine. Based on my talents, I see him as a fellow super genius. Even if I consider him highly, with my level sixty-one strength and my mutated Hairless White Tiger, a top-tier Beast Martial Soul, and my constitution, I can defeat him without using my Martial Soul or Soul Techniques."
Wang Teng looked at Ye Yu and said, "Go ahead and release your Martial Soul."
Xue Qinghe frowned slightly, wanting to remind Wang again, but Wang Fei, proud and confident, interjected, "Crown Prince, my son has the potential for a title. He's an unprecedented super genius of the White Tiger Sect. With his strength, it's not arrogance to not use his Martial Soul or Soul Techniques. Just watch; you'll be amazed."
Helplessly, Xue Qinghe nodded, "Very well then."
Ye Yu said, "In that case, I won't use my Martial Soul or Soul Techniques either, for fairness."
Upon hearing this, Wang Teng paused for a moment, then laughed, "This is inherently unfair to you. I have the advantage. I'm much older and my level is much higher. Even if I don't use my Martial Soul and Soul Techniques, going all out against you would be unfair. Do you look down on me, Wang Teng?"
Wang Fei proudly reminded, "My son has the potential for a title; do you dare underestimate him?"
Ye Yu dug at his ear and said, "Is that your catchphrase? You've repeated it three times in less than three minutes. Stop boasting."
Ye Yu spoke what others were thinking. Indeed, Wang Fei's catchphrase was that his son Wang Teng had the potential for a title, and almost everyone in Tian Dou City knew it.
Ye Yu raised his left arm, forming a tight fist, and said, "Prepare your defense; I'm about to strike!"
Wang Teng thought Ye Yu was being foolish, saying, "You're still not planning to use your Martial Soul? Then come on, this spot is mine, Wang Teng's..."
Suddenly, before Wang Teng finished speaking, his pupils suddenly contracted!
Ye Yu's speed was astonishing, closing the three-meter distance between them in an instant, his left fist coming down with terrifying power.
This speed startled him, and the power made him extremely uneasy!
As Ye Yu's punch landed, an External Soul Bone appeared on his left arm, prompting Wang Teng to curse inwardly, "Damn it!"
Wang Teng wanted to release his Martial Soul, but it was clearly too late.
He could only root his feet to the ground, body tense with powerless muscles.
Boom!
Ye Yu's punch landed on Wang Teng's chest with a deafening boom.
"Ah!"
With a scream, Wang Teng was sent flying backward, spitting blood.
"Teng'er!"
Wang Fei was stunned, having wanted to intervene but arriving too late. He hurriedly moved to catch Wang Teng, but was carried back by Wang Teng's momentum.
Wang Fei was shocked and even more uneasy as eight Soul Rings appeared around him, finally stabilizing his body.
Looking at Wang Teng in his arms, Wang Fei's expression changed drastically.
Wang Teng had blood at the corner of his mouth, his face pale, severely injured!
This scene left everyone around them stupefied. The one sent flying was Wang Teng?!
"How could this be... Even without his Martial Soul and Soul Techniques, Wang Teng's physical strength should be equivalent to that of a level fifty-plus Soul King. But this young man sent him flying with just one punch; how strong must he be?!"
"This young man is evidently a Strong Attack Type, and his Martial Soul must also be a top-tier Beast Martial Soul with such terrifying physical strength."
"Look at his left arm, the Golden Bone Armor; that's a Soul Bone."
"No wonder, having a Soul Bone explains such incredible strength."
...
Everyone was astonished, envious, and jealous.
Ye Yu said, "It looks like I don't need to queue up anymore. This reserved spot is mine, right?"
Xue Qinghe nodded, "Naturally."
"Damn it!"
Wang Fei, furious, glared at Ye Yu, "My son didn't use his Martial Soul and Soul Techniques, otherwise how could he not be a match? Crown Prince, my son's strength is definitely superior to his, without a doubt. If my son weren't careless, even using just one Soul Technique, he could easily defeat him, Soul Bone or not."
Xue Qinghe sighed, "It's really a pity. Wang Teng won't be able to participate in this year's Tian Dou Elite Tournament. He'll have to wait another six years. By then, he'll be thirty-five and just able to participate."
Wang Fei, extremely angry and dissatisfied, glared fiercely at Ye Yu.
Because of Ye Yu, his son couldn't participate. His son had the potential for a title; even with a regular assessment, he could pass. But now a regular assessment was impossible due to serious injuries that wouldn't heal for three or four days.
Competing with injuries was certainly out of the question.
Wang Teng also felt extremely frustrated, regretting not taking his opponent seriously after learning he had a Soul Bone. Had he known, he would've been slightly more serious, and that spot would've been his.
Wang Teng pleaded, "Crown Prince, please give the spot to me. The competition is three days away; by then, I can definitely compete and secure a good ranking! Giving the spot to him would just be a waste."
Xue Qinghe's expression turned unhappy, his tone flat, "You've lost already. Giving it to you, then, doesn't my word count? Do you want to make the Crown Prince of Tian Dou out to be someone who doesn't keep his word?"
Wang Teng's expression changed abruptly. He quickly shook his head, "No... I wouldn't dare."
"Son, let's go. At worst, wait another six years. By then, you will surely take first place. With your potential for a title, six years later you'll definitely be at level sixty-nine. Combined with the mutated Hairless White Tiger, you'll be invincible below a Soul Saint!"
Wang Teng nodded, "Mm!"
Before leaving, Wang Teng glared at Ye Yu, saying in a serious tone, "Your name is Ye Yu, right? I will remember you! Six years from now, I hope you will participate in the Tian Dou Elite Tournament. By then, I will definitely seek to reclaim my honor!"
Ye Yu replied, "Six years later? You might not have the chance; I won't be participating in the tournament then."
Wang Teng sneered disdainfully, "Afraid, are you?"
Ye Yu's next words left Wang Teng astounded.
"Afraid? Certainly not. I think six years from now, I simply won't be eligible to participate in the tournament anymore."
Wang Teng: "???"