The entire Great Spirit Arena was in an uproar!
What had they just witnessed?
The Heavy Pupils User had defeated his opponent using the very same Spirit and Spirit Ability as Black Dragon.
No—
The pirated Spirit and Spirit Ability the Heavy Pupils User mimicked were even stronger than Black Dragon's originals.
After this battle, the name Heavy Pupils User would resound throughout the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena!
As he walked off the Douhun Platform, everyone who passed Yang Yuan looked at him with newfound awe.
So young, yet already so terrifyingly powerful—his future was beyond imagination.
The spectator stands.
Heavenly Grade Class One exploded in chatter.
"How did Yang Yuan copy an opponent's Spirit?"
"A Spirit that broken can't exist—Spirit Hall's Angel Spirit isn't even that ridiculous."
Among the crowd, Yu Tianheng looked dazed.
Yang Yuan's display had surpassed his wildest expectations.
He knew that if he had fought that match, he could have won just as easily.
But what Rank was he?
What Rank was Yang Yuan?
Even if Yu Tianheng believed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was still the continent's top Beast Spirit,
he could no longer claim Yang Yuan's Eye Martial Soul was ordinary.
After all, he couldn't be sure whether Yang Yuan could copy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon as well.
A short while later.
Yang Yuan returned to the stands beneath countless stares.
Everyone in Heavenly Grade Class One rose as though welcoming a victorious general.
Teacher Wang regarded him with mixed feelings.
"Never guessed you had that trick up your sleeve—you surprised me!"
"Looks like the last two practicals were too easy; they never forced out your copying ability."
The others nodded in agreement.
Yang Yuan had hidden himself too well; for an entire week they hadn't learned his Spirit's true function.
On top of that, they wanted to know—
why were both his first and second spirit rings thousand year spirit rings?
How had he done it?
Yang Yuan sat down, feeling Dugu Yan's slightly resentful gaze beside him, and chuckled.
"No need to be shocked—now you all know what my Spirit can do."
Someone asked, "So you can copy any Spirit and Spirit Ability?"
The question made everyone turn to him.
That was exactly what they wanted to know.
If he could copy anything, his Spirit would be too broken.
"In theory, yes." Yang Yuan gave a cryptic wave.
A chill ran through them.
He really could?
Teacher Wang caught the nuance and asked, "Since it's only 'in theory,' there must be other limits?"
"Bingo." Yang Yuan grinned.
Be bold in deed, low-key in life.
He continued the bluff: "My Spirit isn't all-powerful."
"The stronger the Spirit, the harder it is to copy."
"Top Spirits like Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon or Clear Sky Hammer—if I succeed, I can't maintain the spirit power drain for long."
"Plus, there's another serious restriction."
Everyone pricked up their ears.
Especially Yu Tianheng.
Hearing there were limits, his heart leapt.
"I knew a Spirit that broken had to have a catch!"
Then he heard Yang Yuan say slowly, "After I copy a Spirit, I must stay within one kilometre of the original owner or the copy fails."
"Also, I can store several Spirits, but I can only use one at a time."
Understanding dawned on their faces.
So his Spirit was top-tier, but only just.
And that felt right.
If Yang Yuan's Spirit were truly omnipotent, it would feel unreal.
Now they could accept it.
Yu Tianheng regained his confidence.
He admitted Yang Yuan's Spirit was strong, yet Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon wasn't weak.
Besides, Yang Yuan had said stronger Spirits were harder to copy.
So Yu Tianheng wasn't afraid.
In a fight, he was sure he could outlast Yang Yuan.
They kept questioning him; Yang Yuan answered every query—mostly nonsense.
Still, they believed every word.
Including how he'd obtained two thousand year spirit rings.
After all, he was just a kid—how could he lie?
Yu Tianheng sat expressionless.
He memorised every answer, jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"Damn it!"
"A commoner like Yang Yuan doesn't deserve such luck!"
"Innate Full Spirit Power, thousand-year first and second rings…"
"I'm the direct blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with a top Spirit, yet I never had such fortune."
Yu Tianheng had always been proud,
but right now envy of Yang Yuan nearly shattered his reason.
Beside him, Dugu Yan murmured resentfully, "Little Brother Yang Yuan, you hid it so well even Sister didn't know you had this trick."
Yang Yuan looked innocent. "You never asked, Sister Dugu."
Laughter and chatter filled the rest of the day.
Crown Prince's Mansion!
News of Yang Yuan's performance reached Qian Renxue at once.
Inside the study.
Qian Renxue had resumed her disguise, looking about twenty.
Straight nose, firm mouth, clad in green—her presence was as refreshing as a spring breeze.
Snake Lance Douluo stood at her left, straight as a spear.
On her right stood a medium-built, neither fat nor thin Elder.
He was her trusted aide, Porcupinefish Douluo.
After reading a letter, eyes sparkling, she handed it to Snake Lance Douluo.
"Never imagined Little Brother Yang had this move," she marvelled.
"He's given me yet another huge surprise!"
Hearing it concerned Yang Yuan, Snake Lance Douluo read the letter.
It detailed Yang Yuan's performance in the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena.
Even the function—and "limits"—of his Eye Martial Soul were meticulously recorded.
Snake Lance Douluo was stunned.
"Who'd have thought the kid's Spirit had such a power—terrifying!"
"With those limits it's still not to be underestimated."
Porcupinefish Douluo glanced over curiously.
He'd heard Snake Lance mention Yang Yuan, a Genius rivalling the Young Lord.
He wondered what could shock both Young Lord and Snake Lance Douluo.
Snake Lance casually passed the letter to Porcupinefish.
Qian Renxue's eyes flashed as she posed a sudden question.
"ElderSnake Lance, do you think…
Little Brother Yang's Spirit really has all the limits he mentioned?"
(End of Chapter)
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