Chapter 214 Playing with thunder? Han Yu stretched out five fingers!
"I am fine."

Nan Qiuqiu shook her head. Although she was still a little weak, her mental state had improved a lot.

"That's good."

Han Yu put down the bowl of porridge in his hand and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"You should have a good rest and don't be too tired."

"Yeah." Nan Qiuqiu glanced at Han Yu with a blushing face. Only the two of them understood the meaning.

"We are friends now."

Nan Qiuqiu said hesitantly.

She didn't understand the relationship between the two, and she probably thought her mind was polluted.

"Yes."

Han Yu replied.

"That's great. You must help me beat up Yu Tianlong in tomorrow's match."

"He relies on his powerful martial spirit and acts arrogant all day long."

"Every time I see him, I want to beat him up."

Nan Qiuqiu said fiercely.

"Yu Tianlong, I heard you say that you are already a Soul Emperor."

"How old is he this year?"

Han Yu was a little curious, as he had some impression of this person.

If I remember correctly, Yu Tianlong should have participated in the continent-wide soul master fighting competition in the Sun-Moon Empire.

"He is nineteen."

Nan Qiuqiu replied.

"Nineteen years old? Not bad."

Han Yu nodded. It has been more than ten years since he came to Douluo Continent.

I have already reached adulthood, and in another year, the next continental soul master competition will be held in the Sun-Moon Empire.

'We must hurry.'

Han Yu thought to himself that he had been staying in Dilongmen for two days.

After the competition is over tomorrow and I get the Wanzai Xuanbing Sui, I can leave.

After Nan Qiuqiu finished drinking the porridge, she left. Soon, a night had passed as Han Yu practiced.

The next day.

Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Bang bang!

"Han Yu, get up quickly!"

Nan Qiuqiu's voice came from outside the door. Han Yu tidied up briefly and opened the door.

He smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"The people from Tianlongmen are here, hurry up and follow me."

As Nan Qiuqiu spoke, she reached out and grabbed Han Yu's wrist and walked forward.

"Is it that urgent."

"Of course. They are so arrogant. I will definitely not tolerate them."

When Han Yu arrived at the training ground.

There were two groups of people standing in this huge training ground.

On one side are the Dilongmen people led by Nan Shuishui.
On the other side was a burly middle-aged man.

Behind him stood a group of young men wearing the same sect uniform.

"Master Nanmen, this year's competition will be held at your Dragon Gate. I wonder if you have arranged the candidates?"

The deep voice of a middle-aged man sounded. He was Yu Luoba, the leader of Tianlongmen and also a Super Douluo.

Nan Shuishui smiled and said, "Your Majesty, we are ready."

Yu Luoba nodded, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"In that case, let's start the game. We have to go back after the game. Don't waste time. It's just a formality anyway."

Hearing this, Nan Shuishui clenched her hands tightly inside her sleeves, and only let go after a while, with a hint of a smile on her face:
"That's hard to say. Can Your Majesty guarantee that you will win?"

Yu Luoba raised his eyebrows and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Master Nan, although our two families are both the two major forces in Longcheng, we both know that there is a big gap in our strength."

"My son, Yu Tianlong, possesses the purest Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit. He has reached the level of Soul Emperor before he is 20 years old."

"I don't remember that there is such a genius in your Dilongmen."

"It is already clear that the outcome of this game has already been determined."

"If it weren't for saving your face, we wouldn't have come here today."

A smile appeared on Yu Luoba's face. The two sects, Dilong and Tianlong, had supported each other a long time ago.

Therefore, their friendship was quite close, but as the Dilong Sect gradually declined, the friendship became increasingly weak.

Now everything depends on Nan Shuishui, the Soul Douluo.

"you."

Anger flashed across Nan Shuishui's face. Being looked down upon like this, no matter how good her mentality was, she couldn't help but get defensive at this moment.

But Yu Luoba was a Titled Douluo, and their Dilongmen had no means to compete with him.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile on his face:

"Your Majesty is right."

Even if she was dissatisfied in her heart, Nan Shuishui did not show it on her face.

"Hmph, now that they are all ready, let them get started."

Yu Luoba waved his hand, and the seven young men behind him stepped out from the crowd, looking at the people from the Dilong Sect opposite with a provocative look.

"Make way, make way——"

Nan Qiuqiu's voice came from behind. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Han Yu being pulled towards this side by Nan Shuishui.

"Qiu Mei, who is he?"

Among the people from Tianlongmen, the man standing at the front blocked Nan Shuishui's way and said with a somewhat ugly expression.

"Yu Tianlong, it's none of your business who he is, just get out of my way."

Nan Shuishui shouted tenderly, put her hands on her hips, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

Yu Tianlong seemed to be intimidated by Nan Qiuqiu's aura and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Humph!"

Nan Qiuqiu snorted and brought Han Yu to the Dilongmen team.

"Tianlong, how can you be so rude? You are just a woman."

Seeing Yu Tianlong's expression just now, Yu Luoba couldn't help but scold him.

A trace of anger flashed in Yu Tianlong's eyes, and he stared closely at Han Yu beside Nan Qiuqiu, and replied:
"Father, you don't understand. I like Qiu Mei very much."

Yu Tianba growled, "Nonsense, Nan Qiuqiu's wild girl's personality is not suitable for you, just give up."

"Father will find you a better one."

Hearing this, Yu Tianlong clenched his fists, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Yu Luoba turned to look at Nan Shuishui and said in a deep voice: "Master Nanmen, I remember that your Dilongmen doesn't seem to have such a young man."

"Is it a bit against the rules?"

Nan Shuishui smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, Han Yu is my daughter's boyfriend, so he is naturally considered a member of our Dragon Gate. What's against the rules?"

Yu Luoba nodded slowly, lowered his head slightly and said to Yu Tianlong: "Tianlong, pay attention to that boy, he is not simple."

"His strength should also be that of a Soul Emperor. It seems that the Earth Dragon Gate has made some preparations this time."

"Yes, father." Yu Tianlong led all the disciples to stride forward and shouted, "Yu Tianlong of Tianlong Sect, bring all the disciples to fight."

"Yu Tianlong, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, level 61 soul power, please teach me."

"Jade Emperor"

"Yutian."

There were a total of seven Tianlongmen disciples standing in a row, with colorful spirit rings rising from under their feet.

Judging from their appearance, except for Yu Tianlong, the others are all at the Soul King level.

Nan Qiuqiu and the other disciples were about to step forward, but were stopped by Han Yu.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him with questioning eyes.

Han Yu smiled faintly: "Leave this game to Qiuqiu and me."

After saying that, he put his arm around Nan Qiuqiu's waist and walked forward.

Seeing this scene, Yu Tianlong's eyes were filled with anger and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

Nan Qiuqiu blushed slightly, and said shyly, "You don't have to hug me so tightly, just pretend."

Han Yu smiled and said, "You think those people won't notice if you pretend like that?"

Nan Qiuqiu nodded. Yes, if it was just perfunctory, then Han Yu’s identity as her boyfriend would not be tenable.

Taking a deep breath, Nan Qiuqiu glanced at Han Yu from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but think:

'It would be nice if he was really my boyfriend.'

Soon, the two arrived at the competition venue.

"Han Yu, Soul Emperor, Martial Soul Sharingan."

"Nan Qiuqiu, Soul King, Martial Soul, Rouge Dragon."

Yellow, purple, black, black, six soul rings rose from under Han Yu's feet.

This combination of spirit rings immediately shocked everyone present.

Especially the Tianlongmen side, they all had a look of impossibility in their eyes.

Hearing Han Yu's introduction, Yu Luoba, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes. He looked at Han Yu deeply but said nothing.

Nan Shuishui on the side raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He naturally saw Yu Luoba's actions.

"I guess he must have guessed Han Yu's identity."

Nan Shuishui muttered to herself.

On the training ground.

Yu Tianlong looked at Han Yu, an angry expression appeared on his face, his tone became cold, his voice was full of majesty, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Are you two looking down on us?"

Yu Tianlong said in a deep voice, his voice seemed to come from hell, causing the air around him to freeze.

"Only two of us going to fight?"

Yu Tianlong's tone was full of sarcasm, his eyes were full of contempt, and his face showed a disdainful expression, as if he was looking at two jumping clowns.

When Han Yu heard Yu Tianlong's words, he smiled faintly. His smile was like a spring breeze, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and his tone was full of confidence.

"No, you misunderstood. I am fighting alone."

Han Yu's voice was calm and indifferent, his tone was full of confidence, his eyes were full of determination, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone stared blankly at the young man in the field. Their eyes were full of disbelief, their faces showed expressions of astonishment, and their hearts were full of questions.

"This is too arrogant."

A thought flashed through their minds, expressions of shock appeared on their faces, their eyes were full of surprise, as if they had heard incredible news.

In terms of cultivation, Han Yu was only a Soul Emperor, on par with Yu Tianlong. It was already surprising that the two of them walked out, but now he actually said that he would go up alone. This was simply incredible, incomprehensible, and unbelievable.

Nan Qiuqiu on the side was also slightly stunned. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, a puzzled expression appeared on her face, and her heart was full of confusion.

Han Yu patted her shoulder gently, a confident smile on his face.

"Just cheer for me and watch my performance."

Han Yu said softly.

"Oh!"

Nan Qiuqiu obediently walked to the side, a look of anticipation flashed in her eyes, an excited expression on her face, and her heart was full of anticipation.

Among all the people present, no one knows Han Yu's strength better than Nan Qiuqiu. Therefore, she is full of confidence in Han Yu. She believes that Han Yu can defeat Yu Tianlong and she believes that Han Yu can win.

"Okay, okay, I don't know whether you are confident enough or arrogant."

"Seven to one, so you shouldn't mind us surrounding you."

Yu Tianlong sneered, and then everyone was instantly possessed by martial spirits.

Nan Shuishui gave the order: "The game begins!"

Everyone from the Tianlong Gate rushed towards Han Yu.

They were all Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex spirits, and for a moment, there were flashes of lightning and squeaks.

"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw x7!"

Seven huge dragon claws all attacked Han Yu, all of them were elite disciples who could transform into dragons.

"Wood Release·Wood Clone!"

Han Yu clasped his hands together, and several trees instantly grew behind him, then slowly turned into Han Yu's appearance.

After counting, including Han Yu himself, there were as many as thirteen.

Han Yu said coldly: "Of course I don't mind you besieging me."

"I guess you guys don't mind."

“Two to one!”

"Disperse!"

Han Yu let out a low shout, and the other twelve wooden clones went to find the other six soul kings of Tianlongmen.

"what?"

The six Tianlongs were stunned.

As soon as the wooden clone made a move, it blocked all of their first soul skills. Each wooden clone was flashing with a light purple light, and vaguely one could see what seemed to be a skeleton in it.

"Although it took away a lot of my soul power, it is still within my tolerance."

Han Yu thought secretly in his heart, and then the azure light instantly spread all over his body.

The other six were blocked by Mu's clone, so at this moment Han Yu's only opponent was Soul Emperor Yu Tianlong.

"Crackling——"

Han Yu's body was glowing with azure blue light, his muscles bulged under his robe, his hair stood up against the backdrop of lightning, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of lightning armor, like a god of thunder.

He slowly stretched out five fingers, bent one of them in his palm, and each of the remaining fingertips was filled with rich soul power fluctuations.

Four fingers stretched forward, aiming at Yu Tianlong's Thunder Dragon Claw, Han Yu shouted in a low voice:
"Hell thrust, four piercing hands!"

The next moment, he suddenly exerted force, and his four fingers were like electric blades forged from lightning, stabbing fiercely towards Yu Tianlong.

In a flash, four lightning bolts burst out from his fingertips, like four pitch-black sharp blades, with destructive power, attacking Yu Tianlong's Thunder Dragon Claw.

"Thorn--!"

As soon as the two came into contact, a feeling of skin being pierced rose from the bottom of Yu Tianlong's heart.

An intense feeling of numbness instantly spread from the palm of his hand to his whole body. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw the dragon claw, but found that his movements had become extremely slow.

'No, I can't take it head on.'

A thought flashed through his mind, and Yu Tianlong immediately wanted to change the direction of attack and retract the Thunder Dragon Claw.

He wanted to retract his dragon claws, but found that his movements became extremely slow, as if he was restrained by an invisible force.

Han Yu's speed was really too fast. You know, he stimulated all the cells in his body with lightning. Every cell in his body was filled with the power of lightning. The speed had instantly reached the limit that the body could bear.

(End of this chapter)