C930 Tempering the Combat Skills!

Canli, Beru, Mia, and other Otherkin leaders, along with Luo Yue, Qi Yunhong, Wen Lu, and Shi Yuxuan, rushed over upon hearing the news. The dark night sky stirred as Sky Fiends moved in, closing in silently.

Clang!

Quero, the imposing leader of the Silverscale Tribe, upon learning that it was his tribespeople clashing with Yu Yuan, invoked his blood magic. His scales quivered, emitting the crisp sound of Sunsilver clashing.

He was the first to reach the scene.

"Sir!"

A muscular warrior from the Silverscale Tribe, upon seeing Quero arrive, quickly pointed at Yu Yuan and explained earnestly, "He was the one who challenged us to battle, sir. We did not provoke him!"

Quero was about to intervene when he noticed a seventh-level Blood Warrior from his tribe being fiercely attacked by a giant elephant, a bull, a golden-armored beast, a liger, and a hedgehog. The warrior's silver shield scales were on the verge of shattering.

Quero's expression darkened.

The Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes' bloodlines were known for their affinity with water, and their scales were a hallmark of their strength—unbreakable and renowned throughout the Star River.

These scales served as both shield and weapon, transforming into razor-sharp blades that could shred the flesh of any enemy that dared come too close.

The fact that the tribal warrior was now in a defensive posture, his radiant scales merged into a solid silver shield, spoke volumes—he lacked the confidence to counterattack.

A defensive stance often indicated a warrior felt outmatched by their opponent, leaving them no choice but to fend off attacks with their silver shield.

"Isn't that Yu Yuan kid a Lunar Spirit? I've encountered Lunar Spirits before..."

As Quero pondered, he noticed another warrior from the Nightscale Tribe locked in close combat with Yu Yuan, his ink-black scales rattling as if struck by a massive hammer.

Quero's eyes widened in realization. With his seasoned judgment and keen intuition, he could see that the Nightscale Tribe warrior battling Yu Yuan was at the pinnacle of the seventh level, on the cusp of ascending to the eighth level.

Every scale on a member of the Nightscale Tribe has been meticulously forged, with an unknown quantity of fine gold and vitality infused into them.

For a Spirit Walk expert of the human race, penetrating even a single scale without a Divine Weapon is a fool's dream.

Yet, I've just seen the black scales of a peak seventh-level Nightscale Tribe member cave in under the relentless pounding of Yu Yuan's fists and elbows. Along with the scales, the warrior's flesh and bones also buckled under the force!

Quero, witnessing the warrior's agony, with blood spurting from his mouth and the constant crack of bones, frowned and gestured for silence.

The Silverscale Tribe's brawny man, about to offer an explanation, fell silent immediately.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Beru, Canli, Mia, the enchantress leader, several Shura, and the Sky Fiend in the skies, all arrived in the wake of Quero's gesture.

"Quero, what's happening here?"

Upon arrival, Beru saw Yu Yuan taking on two opponents simultaneously, transforming his rolling vital energy into a dire beast, and battling a Silverscale Tribe member and a Nightscale Tribe warrior with his own formidable strength.

"He challenged them to a duel," Quero replied gravely.

"A duel?"

Mia of the Shadowkin narrowed her eyes, taking in the scene. Her anxiety eased as she observed, "It's merely a contest. It's clear to all that he hasn't summoned the Crucible of Evil, hasn't employed his soul, nor has he fought with any other artifacts."

Canli smiled softly. "He's holding back. Otherwise..."

Quero let out a grunt.

As the leader of both the Silverscale and Nightscale Tribes, and a ninth-level Blood Warrior, he quickly grasped the true nature of the confrontation after the initial shock.

Yu Yuan was indeed just sparring...

Otherwise, his tribesman, the Nightscale Tribe warrior, would have been slain by Yu Yuan already.

Yu Yuan, merely at the Lunar Spirit level and without the aid of any artifacts or the intricate powers of the Lunar Spirit, had reduced two of their seventh-level warriors to such a pitiful state with his sheer physical prowess alone.

Wasn't that essentially a slap in the face, insinuating that his tribespeople were incompetent?

Quero's discontent stemmed from the belief that Beru, Canli, Mia, Qi Yunhong, Tong Laoqian, Luo Yue, and others were mocking him and secretly scorned him.

Boom! Boom!

A warrior from the Silverscale Tribe and one from the Nightscale Tribe collapsed after enduring a barrage of strikes.

Yu Yuan absorbed the released refined vitality into his body, causing the five conjured dire beasts to vanish.

As his vitality surged, he turned to Wen Lu and Mia from the Shadowkin in the crowd and said, "Would you mind tending to these two warriors?"

Wen Lu nodded eagerly.

Mia replied, "Your status is too distinguished for such trivial tasks. There's no need for your personal involvement."

Accompanying her were two eighth-level Heir of Blood from the Shadowkin Tribe, who stepped forward and positioned themselves behind the fallen warriors of the Nightscale and Silverscale Tribes to begin their healing.

The Shadowkin, deeply connected to the forests within the vastness of the Star River, were renowned for their healing prowess.

With two eighth-level Shadowkin on the job, the injured warriors were sure to recover.

"I apologize for being a bit heavy-handed. However, I trust you can see that I meant no harm," Yu Yuan earnestly told Quero.

"Regardless, you've earned my respect," Quero responded, though still with a stern expression.

The Silverscale, Nightscale, Shura, and Titan tribes all reveled in combat, adhering to the belief that might makes right.

Despite his displeasure, Quero acknowledged that Yu Yuan had not truly struck with full force. Moreover, Yu Yuan had promptly called for the Shadowkin healers after the fight. Coupled with Yu Yuan's impressive display of power at the Lunar Spirit level, Quero couldn't help but regard him with newfound respect.

Thus, he chose not to escalate the situation.

"I did it for the good of us all."

Yu Yuan cleared his throat subtly, avoiding being too blunt, and gestured towards the distant Soulforge Pool. "I must break through as quickly as possible to truly harness its power."

Recently, the Evil Statue had sprouted an eerie black and green flower. Yu Yuan had informed everyone that he was the key to unlocking its secrets.

The leaders of all the tribes were aware of the situation.

Yet, the chief of the Silverscale Tribe hardly believed that Yu Yuan could unravel the predicament of the Moonfall Sanctuary.

What strength could such a feeble young man possess to contend with the titans of the Unbound and Solar Spirit realms?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I still require your assistance. I hope you can arrange for your seventh level tribespeople to continue sparring with me," Yu Yuan addressed Mia, Canli, and Beru.

He then lifted his gaze to the Sky Fiend hovering in the clouds.

"Very well!"

Unexpectedly, the first to respond was a Demon God.

He bellowed in the tongue of humans, "Glas!"

A seventh level Demon General from the Sky Fiend race transformed into a green beast that burst forth from the earth nearby. Engulfed in dark fire, it charged at Yu Yuan.

"One is not enough," Yu Yuan's eyes flickered as he turned to Sansom, the leader of the evilkind, "Please command a seventh level enchantress to join the Demon General in applying pressure to my soul. I need my soul to evolve for my realm to break through."

Sansom, who also possessed a ninth level bloodline, gazed at him with deep eyes and responded in a piercing tone, "As you wish!"

With a mere thought, she summoned a seventh level enchantress.

Together, the seventh level Demon General and the enchantress launched their attack on Yu Yuan.

Quero, the chief of the Silverscale Tribe, watched the scene unfold with sudden eagerness.

His tribe's two warriors had been bested by Yu Yuan, leaving him feeling dishonored and sensing scorn in the glances of other races' champions.

However, should Yu Yuan defeat the seventh level Heir of Blood from all the tribes, that would tell a different tale.

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