Yu Tianheng walked toward Ignaz's position. When the distance between them was less than eight inches, he confidently lifted his head and looked up at Ignaz.
"Junior, I wonder if this senior could test your abilities? If they're too weak, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has some methods to boost spirit power. For Yanyan's sake, I could give you some for free."
"Since you want to be completely defeated by me in front of everyone, I'll gladly fulfill that wish. As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's offerings, I can't afford such generosity."
As Ignaz spoke, his expression grew serious and somewhat aggressive. A Spirit Elder who had just broken through level 30—even with a top-tier beast martial spirit like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—wasn't worth his concern.
Dugu Yan, who was closest to them, watched Yu Tianheng being so aggressive and constantly provoking her Brother Iggy with his words. All the good impressions Yu Tianheng had previously made on her crumbled completely.
Every other word out of his mouth was about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. When pursuing her, he almost never used his clan's status, but now he wanted to throw his weight around. If she ended up with him in the future, wouldn't she become some power-hungry shrew?
Dugu Yan stepped forward, hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Yu Tianheng.
"Who said I was your Yanyan? I never agreed to your pursuit. We shouldn't be calling each other by such intimate names today—it might give people the wrong idea."
When Dugu Yan spoke those last few words, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance toward Ignaz.
"Yanyan, you must be bewitched by this punk. I'll prove to you that he's completely unworthy of you. Only a direct disciple of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can marry you."
Seeing that Dugu Yan had completely sided with Ignaz, Yu Tianheng clenched his fists so tightly his nails nearly drew blood. Like a piece of meat that was about to be snatched away, he burned with rage, wanting nothing more than to destroy Ignaz on the spot.
"Come on, Ignaz, right? I'll make you understand the consequences of crossing our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple—in the standard configuration suddenly appeared beneath Yu Tianheng's feet, while a dragon-shaped phantom surrounded by blue electrical currents materialized behind his back.
"Brother Iggy, let's just leave. There's no need to fight Yu Tianheng."
Dugu Yan wasn't worried that Ignaz would get hurt in the battle—if anything, she felt disgusted and disappointed with Yu Tianheng.
"No, how could I go back on something I've agreed to? Little sister, you wouldn't like someone who's clingy, persistent, and goes back on their word, would you?"
Hearing this, Dugu Yan's pretty face reddened. Did Brother Iggy mean he was interested in her?
Just as Yu Tianheng was about to attack, one of the leading Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples looked at Ignaz with extreme arrogance.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old Spirit Ancestor with decent talent daring to disrespect their young clan master—disrespecting the young master meant disrespecting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If that old poison master weren't around, he'd already be a pile of bones in a grave.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciple then spoke to Dugu Bo in a humble manner:
"Your Excellency, since Ignaz is already a Spirit Ancestor, this match between them should stop at the right moment to avoid harming relations between our families."
"I don't mind. Since it was young Tianheng who issued the challenge, how young Iggy responds is up to him!"
Dugu Bo's good impression of Yu Tianheng had also hit rock bottom, and he even felt that his previous idea of letting his granddaughter get involved with, or even marry, Yu Tianheng had been a mistake.
Now that his spirit power level had significantly improved, he had the ability to better protect Yanyan. A mere Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—if they really tried to force the issue in the future, he wouldn't mind poisoning their entire clan into extinction.
After all, young Iggy was only thirteen and his spirit power had already reached level 46, making him arguably the youngest Spirit Ancestor on the entire continent. His granddaughter wasn't lacking either. Marrying Yu Tianheng, who was two years older than her, would be somewhat of a waste.
Moreover, Yanyan was clearly interested in young Iggy now, so how could he, as her grandfather, ruin his granddaughter's happiness?
At this moment, Ignaz looked directly at those four Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples and held up two fingers.
"I, Ignaz, am not the type to throw my weight around. I enjoy the thrill of battle. To be fair, I'll only use my first two spirit skills in this match."
After speaking, Ignaz summoned his Blood Thunder War Spear martial spirit under everyone's gaze, while Dugu Bo and the others retreated to give the two fighters enough space.
Before Dugu Bo and the others had fully retreated, Yu Tianheng was already impatient and unleashed his newly acquired strongest third spirit skill—Thunder's Fury. His eyes filled with violent purple electrical arcs.
"You background-less nobody, you arrogant fool—with just two spirit skills, what right do you have to compete with me? You should be trampled under my feet forever!"
"Dying under my strongest combined spirit skill attack is an honor for you!"
With that, Yu Tianheng charged at Ignaz like a wailing dragon.
"Second spirit skill: Thunder Strike!"
Under the 100% lightning power amplification of his third spirit skill, Thunder's Fury, his original blue lightning transformed into more powerful purple serpent lightning, swirling and expanding around him before turning into countless swift purple lightning arrows that flashed out in all directions.
Facing this scene, Ignaz smiled calmly and immediately used his first spirit skill, charging straight toward Yu Tianheng.
"This kid doesn't know his place—such behavior is suicide!"
The four observing Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples showed smug smiles. Although they hadn't learned the exact effects of Yu Tianheng's third spirit skill in time, seeing the strongest lightning—purple thunder displayed by his second spirit skill, they roughly understood that his third spirit skill was even more powerful than those obtained by disciples within their clan.
At this moment, Dugu Yan couldn't help but feel anxious for Ignaz. Although Brother Iggy had strong resistance to lightning, he was charging straight into Yu Tianheng's attack, and he could only use his first and second spirit skills.
"Grandfather, why don't you step in and stop this match? If Brother Iggy gets injured, that's one thing, but if something happens to him, then—"
Before Dugu Bo could comfort Dugu Yan, Ignaz, just as he was about to collide head-on with the purple lightning arrows, executed his Wave-Treading Mountain-Sea Step. His running speed rapidly increased, and while dodging the purple lightning attacks, he swung his war spear to scatter the lightning arrows.
When he was within 150 feet of Yu Tianheng, Ignaz quickly activated his second spirit skill.
The attack power of the Blood Thunder War Spear in his hand rapidly increased by 90% as he thrust it toward Yu Tianheng. Seeing this, Yu Tianheng transformed his right arm into a dragon form, with dragon-scale-wrapped claws protecting his front, and his left hand crossed behind for additional defense.
"CLANG—"
The metallic sound of dragon scales colliding with the war spear rang out. Ignaz smiled contemptuously.
"Useless. A mere dragon transformation can't block my attack."
Ignaz twisted his right hand, and the Blood Thunder War Spear in his grip erupted with power again as the second stage of the attack followed immediately. Yu Tianheng's blocking right dragon arm began to lose strength, and the dragon scales formed by spirit power started showing slight cracking sounds that grew louder.
"CRASH—"
The dragon scales attached to Yu Tianheng's right arm shattered completely. Unable to pull back in time, he was pierced through both arms by the war spear in one strike, blood dripping from the wounds.