Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 84 Did he absorb the third spirit ring? How could he know the limit of the third spirit ring?

"But what was the result?"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse, yet it possessed a strange magic.

"He was shot by Ye Xuanming, just one shot, and he was pinned to the wall."

Yu Tianheng's fists clenched unconsciously at his side.

That scene was also deeply imprinted in his mind, becoming a nightmare he could not shake off.

"That can't be explained by talent alone."

Yu Xiaogang took a step closer and lowered his voice.

"Purple, purple, black, black! A twelve-year-old four-ring Soul Master! And Ning Rongrong's second thousand-year Soul Ring, and Ye Lengling's ten-thousand-year fourth ring!"

"Tianheng, don't you find this strange?"

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family is known as the number one beast spirit in the world. You've received the best training and resources since childhood. But how old are you this year? What's your spirit power level?"

A series of questions, like sharp knives, pierced Yu Tianheng's heart.

He certainly found it strange; he even found it absurd.

In front of Ye Xuanming, everything he was so proud of seemed so ridiculous.

There must be a secret behind this.

Yu Xiaogang's tone became fervent.

"A secret technique that can break the time limit for absorbing spirit rings! A secret technique that can allow a spirit master's cultivation speed to advance by leaps and bounds!"

He grabbed Yu Tianheng's shoulders, his hands trembling slightly from the force.

"Tianheng, this is our chance to rise as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family!"

"You have the opportunity to surpass all your peers and become the future heir of the family!"

The words "successor" struck Yu Tianheng like an electric current.

He thought of his father, the critical scrutiny of the elders in the clan, and the clansmen who placed high hopes on him yet were always ready to be disappointed.

"I----"

Yu Tianheng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"What should I do?"

A faint smile finally appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face, but it was quickly replaced by a solemn expression.

"You are his teammate, you are the person closest to him."

"Get to know him, get close to him, and find out what this secret really is."

"This isn't difficult for you. For the sake of your family, and for your own future, you must do it!"

Yu Tianheng's breathing became heavy.

He thought of Ye Xuanming's calm yet all-seeing face.

Want to find out his secret?

This is tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin.

But the blueprint that my uncle painted was also full of deadly temptation.

If only I could possess that kind of power—

If every disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan could absorb a spirit ring beyond their level—

What a sight that would be!

After a long silence, Yu Tianheng slowly raised his head, avoiding Yu Xiaogang's burning gaze, and spoke in a low voice.

"I'll give it a try."

Inside the top suite of the hotel where the Royal Fighting Team is staying.

Yu Feng and Oslo were still excitedly reviewing the battle, gesticulating wildly as they imitated Ye Xuanming's final move of throwing the Samsara Overlord Spear.

"That's it! Whoosh! The big cat is hanging on the wall!"

"So handsome, so incredibly handsome!"

Ning Rongrong no longer cared about the battle. She curled up next to Ye Xuanming like a kitten and whispered to him about a cultivation method for analyzing and controlling soul power from her sect.

She thought that since Brother Ye was so amazing, he would definitely be even more amazing if he learned this skill.

Dugu Yan leaned back on the other sofa, her long legs crossed. She didn't participate in the discussion, but occasionally glanced at Ye Xuanming, a satisfied smile on her lips.

Ye Lengleng quietly poured tea for everyone, her movements gentle, and her presence brought a touch of tranquility to the noisy atmosphere in the room.

Just then, the suite door was pushed open.

Yu Tianheng walked in.

"Brother Tianheng, you're finally back! What did your uncle say to you?"

Yu Feng immediately went to meet him.

Yu Tianheng's expression was somewhat unnatural, and he forced a smile.

"It's nothing, just some family matters."

As he spoke, he walked to the sofa, sat down, picked up the tea that Ye Lengleng had just poured, and drank it all in one gulp, as if trying to cover something up.

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment upon his return.

Although Yu Feng and Oslo are usually oblivious, they noticed that Yu Tianheng's emotions were not quite right.

Ye Xuanming stopped talking to Ning Rongrong, raised his head, and calmly looked at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng felt a little uneasy under his gaze and subconsciously avoided his eyes.

"That one—Xuanming."

He cleared his throat and spoke casually.

"Your final fusion soul skill was truly astonishing in power. How did you come up with the idea of ​​fusing two completely different powers together?"

He asked a very clever question, not directly touching on the spirit ring, but starting with the spirit skill.

Ye Xuanming did not answer.

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, sat up straight, and stared at Yu Tianheng with her emerald green eyes like snakes.

"Yu Tianheng, you seem to have a lot of questions."

"A person who only got a few words from his uncle and then came back acting suspiciously has no right to ask questions."

Dugu Yan's words were like a needle, piercing the fragile peace that had been maintained in the room.

Yu Tianheng's body stiffened, his hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, and his face alternated between pale and flushed under the light.

The sound effects of Yu Feng and Oslo's laughter caught in their throats. They looked at each other, not daring to make a sound.

Ning Rongrong lifted her head from Ye Xuanming's shoulder, looked at Yu Tianheng curiously, and then buried her head back down, seemingly uninterested in this boring standoff.

Ye Xuanming put down the teacup he was playing with; the bottom of the cup made a soft sound as it touched the table.

"Was it your uncle, who claims to be a master of theory, who sent you to pry into my secrets?"

His voice was flat, as if he were stating a fact that couldn't be more obvious.

Yu Tianheng's shoulders slumped. He didn't refute, but silently lowered his head, which was taken as acquiescence.

"Heh." Dugu Yan let out a disdainful snort.

Ye Xuanming shook his head as he looked at Yu Tianheng.

"Yu Tianheng, I used to think you were just arrogant, but now it seems you're also brainless."

These words made Yu Tianheng suddenly raise his head, his face full of humiliation.

Ye Xuanming ignored his reaction and continued, "Your uncle, Yu Xiaogang, his so-called ten core competencies of martial souls, his so-called theories, are nothing more than a reorganization of things that already existed on the Douluo Continent, given a few fancy names."

"He told you that there is a limit to the absorption of spirit rings: the first spirit ring takes 423 years, the second spirit ring takes 764 years, and the third spirit ring takes 1,760 years."

Ye Xuanming stood up, walked over to Yu Tianheng, and looked down at him.

"Then let me ask you, how can a Great Soul Master who isn't even level 30 accurately determine the age of the third Soul Ring?"