I Felt His Overwhelming Confidence. I'm Definitely Going to Win!

When the freshman who had been grabbed saw the other party was wearing a Yellow School Uniform, he quickly replied, "Senior, we're going to watch a soul duel. Soul Elder level. I'm leaving first—if I'm late, there won't be any seats."

After saying that, the student hurriedly quickened his pace and caught up with the crowd.

"A Soul Elder-level soul duel? Are freshmen this fierce nowadays? I'm still not even a Soul Elder yet. I can't miss this match. I'll call the guys and watch it together."

The student in the Yellow School Uniform hurried back to his classroom, preparing to call a few of his buddies to go watch the soul duel with him.

Because he was walking too fast, he did not pay attention to his surroundings.

Bang!

He suddenly felt as if he had slammed into a wall and could not help taking a step back.

When he looked up, he happened to see Bei Bei and Tang Ya, both dressed in purple school uniforms, smiling at him. He quickly said, "Senior Bei Bei, sorry. I was in a hurry and accidentally bumped into you."

Bei Bei smiled gently and waved his hand to show it was fine.

Then he asked with some curiosity, "You're in such a hurry. Did something happen?"

The student in the Yellow School Uniform said, "Isn't it because I'm rushing to watch a soul duel? I was about to call a few friends to go together. This is a great chance to gain combat experience. Speaking of which, this year's freshmen are really fierce. A Soul Elder-level soul duel, tsk, tsk, tsk."

After sighing in admiration, he cupped his fists toward Bei Bei, then turned and left.

Tang Ya said in surprise, "A Soul Elder-level soul duel? Are this year's freshmen all that strong?"

"I originally thought Han Yu was already strong enough. I didn't expect there to actually be someone even stronger than him!"

"Bei Bei, let's go watch the match. It'll be perfect for digesting our food."

Bei Bei nodded with a doting expression and said, "All right, then let's go take a look. I happen to be a Soul Elder too, so it should be quite helpful for me as well."

Tang Ya said, "Should we call Xiao Yuhao too? A soul duel of this level should be very helpful for him, right?"

Bei Bei said, "Forget it. I just saw them running laps on the field. That old woman Zhou Yi seems to have expelled quite a few students again. We'd better not go looking for trouble."

No one knew where the news had spread from, but word that the freshmen were going to have a Soul Elder-level soul duel quickly got out.

The entire outer courtyard immediately stirred, and people all ran toward the soul dueling area.

Although they were freshmen, this was still Soul Elder level. One had to know there were differences even among Soul Elders.

A freshman Soul Elder naturally could not be mentioned in the same breath as a third-year Soul Elder.

At this moment, three to four hundred people were actually seated around the edge of the venue. Most were First- and Second-Year Students, along with a small number of students wearing purple school uniforms.

Yuan Gun Gun had arrived the earliest, so he was sitting in the first row. Not far from him sat two graceful figures—none other than Ning Tian and Wu Feng from Class Nine.

"Young master, why did we have to come watch that bastard's match? Is he really that attractive to you?"

At this moment, Wu Feng's face was full of indignation, and she was cursing in a low voice.

"Feng Mei, what exactly happened between you and Han Yu? When I ask you to tell me, you refuse. And as for Han Yu, you don't understand."

Ning Tian looked helplessly at Wu Feng, who was sulking by herself, and felt a great headache coming on.

"It's nothing, young master."

Wu Feng said in a low voice. She could not very well say that Han Yu had grabbed her...

While they were talking, Han Yu had already walked out of the resting room and entered the field. The moment he appeared, someone began shouting his name.

"Class monitor, go! Class monitor is so handsome!"

Like a cheerleading squad, the female students of Class Nine all cheered for Han Yu.

After Han Yu awakened the Sharingan, subtle changes had made him extremely handsome. He had black hair parted in the middle with slightly spiked ends, a pair of especially bright black eyes, and wore a white school uniform.

Dark gray bracers covered his forearms and extended all the way to his palms. A blue rope sash was tied around the cloth at his waist, and a Tachi was tucked behind his back.

On top of his powerful strength, this had earned him quite a number of little fangirls.

Han Yu ignored the cheer squad below the stage. Now was not the time to date.

"Tch! Those fangirls from Class Nine."

Wu Feng, off to the side, curled her lips and said with some disdain.

Ning Tian's gaze toward Han Yu became even gentler. At this moment, Han Yu stood in the field with his arms folded across his chest, his expression cold and stern. He stood there quietly, giving off an unfathomable feeling.

By now, Tang Ya and Bei Bei had also arrived at the spectator area, but because they had come rather late, their seats could only be toward the back.

Tang Ya could not help laughing. "We haven't seen him for a few days, and Han Yu seems to have become even more handsome. He even has quite a few girls supporting him now. If I were the same age as him, maybe I'd fall for him too."

"Bei Bei, when you were in First Grade, I remember you weren't this popular, were you?"

Hearing this, the taut muscles on Bei Bei's face could not help twitching. He helplessly flicked Tang Ya's forehead and said, "Xiao Ya, you're the only one in my heart. If other people don't like me, I couldn't be happier."

Hearing this, Tang Ya hugged Bei Bei's arm and said with a face full of pleasant surprise, "Bei Bei, you're so good to me."

The surrounding students watching the match: "..."

After waiting for about a minute.

Dai Huabin also walked into the Soul Duel Arena at this time. Coming out with him was a middle-aged teacher.

What was surprising was that Dai Huabin's eyes were actually covered with a strip of black cloth.

The moment he appeared, the students of Class Five of the First Year all cheered him on.

Unfortunately, Dai Huabin, whose eyes were covered, could not see them, but at this moment, he was slightly pleased with himself.

Because he was afraid he would subconsciously open his eyes during the battle, he had come up with the idea of covering his eyes with black cloth. This way, even if he opened his eyes, the black cloth would block his vision, and he would not be able to see the other party.

Then he would not fall under the other party's illusion technique.

Han Yu looked at Dai Huabin with his eyes covered and sneered inwardly. Idiot. Do you think you can defeat me like this? The Sharingan isn't as simple as it looks.

Seeing Dai Huabin's appearance, the students below the stage were shocked.

"This junior is really arrogant. He's actually giving his opponent both eyes. You have to know, if you can't see your opponent, your strength will be greatly weakened."

"I imagine this junior must be extremely powerful. Even from so far away, I can feel that confidence on him."

Not far from Ning Tian, a Second-Year Student in a Yellow School Uniform said with a face full of admiration.

When Ning Tian below the stage heard that Second-Year Student's words, her expression turned strange. She secretly thought, Is this strength? He's clearly afraid of falling under an illusion technique.

However, Ning Tian did not explain. She glanced at the Second-Year Student wearing the Yellow School Uniform and secretly thought, I hope you hold your jaw up later. It might drop soon.

"Brother, which of the two do you think has a better chance of winning?" a tall student beside the student in the Yellow School Uniform said. Judging by his clothes, he was also a Second-Year Student.

"Come on, does that even need to be said? Didn't you feel the confidence coming from that student with his eyes covered? Ah! That intense, suffocating feeling—I can sense his aura even from this far away. I think the blindfolded student will definitely win," the student in the Yellow School Uniform said firmly.

"I don't think so. That student with the blade on his back has an even stronger aura. I don't know why, but he looks especially pleasing to me. He's giving off the same charm as me."

"How about we make a bet? I bet the student with the blade wins. Whoever loses has to wash the other person's stinky socks for a month."

The tall student said with a smile.

"Hmph, then let's bet. Don't cry when you lose."

Inside the Soul Duel Arena, the two faced each other in silence, their invisible auras colliding.

The referee teacher walked to the center of the field and said in a deep voice, "Class Five of the First Year's Dai Huabin versus Class Nine of the First Year's Han Yu. You have already privately agreed on your wager. Are you both ready?"

Han Yu and Dai Huabin nodded to the referee at the same time.

"The match begins." The referee quickly retreated.

Han Yu and Dai Huabin released their martial souls at the same time.

One yellow and one purple Soul Ring rose from beneath Han Yu's feet. On the other side, Dai Huabin had two yellow and one purple Soul Ring rising from beneath his feet as well.

The soul dueling area, which had still been somewhat noisy, instantly fell silent.

"Damn, what's going on? Didn't they say this was a Soul Elder-level soul duel? What the hell is this Soul Grandmaster?"

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