Election of Class Monitors

The three of them started chatting.

They talked about everything under the sun until someone—no one knew who—steered the conversation back to the soul bone they had just discussed.

Huo Yuxi couldn't help frowning when she heard the words "Secret Method Soul Bone."

Xiao Xiao was the first to notice her strange expression. "Xixi, what's wrong?"

"I've read about this kind of soul bone in books. There's a relatively simple way to obtain a soul bone on the Douluo Continent."

"That is, kill one hundred soul beasts of any kind within an hour, then use a secret method to trigger their soul rings. There's a ten percent chance of obtaining a Secret Method Soul Bone."

"But the method is too cruel, the success rate is low, and absorbing it is quite dangerous, so very few soul masters would do it."

"Ah? Then wouldn't it be dangerous for your brother to absorb it?" Xiao Xiao asked worriedly.

Huo Yuxi scratched her head. "Maybe it's not that dangerous. Since Teacher Zhou gave it to him, she must know what she's doing. Books aren't always right, either."

"Xixi."

At that moment, Huo Yuhao returned, looking very happy. When Huo Yuxi looked closer, she noticed an extra black necklace around his neck.

She reached out and picked it up, finding a dark gold token pendant made from some unknown metal, engraved with intricate patterns.

"Brother, what is this?"

"This can be considered a pass for the Outer Court's Soul Tool Department. Teacher Fan Yu gave it to me, and he accepted me as his disciple."

"He also promoted me to a core disciple of the Soul Tool Department."

Huo Yuxi thought the Soul Tool Department was even better than the Martial Soul Department. Not only were its promised resources abundant, but it was also fairer in how it handled things.

"Right, Wang Dong, I'm a core disciple of the Soul Tool Department now, so it wouldn't be convenient for me to show up before Director Du. Teacher Zhou said she'd have to trouble you to ask about the specific effects of our Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"Okay." Wang Dong nodded.

In truth, whether Huo Yuhao was a core disciple of the Soul Tool Department or not, he was willing to ask. If he were in Huo Yuhao's shoes, he wouldn't be happy to see Du Weilun either.

Huo Yuxi brought up the soul bone again, and after receiving Huo Yuhao's reassurance, she finally stopped worrying about it.

Afternoon.

Originally, after returning to the classroom that morning, Wang Yan had intended to hold an election for class monitors. However, because Huo Yuhao was absent, it had been postponed.

When class began that afternoon, Huo Yuhao returned, and the election was about to begin.

There were more than sixty students in Class One, including both Power Attack and Control System soul masters. For fairness, two class monitors would be selected: one from the Power Attack System and one from the Control System.

Unlike Wang Yan, Zhou Yi gave them no choice at all. She directly wrote Wang Dong's and Huo Yuhao's names on the blackboard.

"The Control System class monitor is Huo Yuhao, and the Power Attack System class monitor is Wang Dong. Now, class begins."

The original students of Class One had no objections. Huo Yuhao had been their class monitor before. But the students who had been merged into the class were naturally unhappy.

Especially those who had lost to them.

"Was this decided beforehand? On what grounds?" Wu Feng, seated behind Dai Huabin, stood up and directly questioned Zhou Yi.

"On the grounds that I am the teacher—the homeroom teacher of this class." Zhou Yi needed no further explanation. Her very presence was intimidating.

"I refuse to accept this. Huo Yuhao is only a one-ring soul master, and he even has a ten-year soul ring—the weakest kind. Which student in this class isn't stronger than him? Isn't Huo Yuxi a three-ring Soul Elder? She's also in the Control System, so why choose the weakest one? Isn't this favoritism?"

Zhou Yi had clearly reached the end of her patience. Just as she was about to tell someone to get lost and run laps, Huo Yuhao spoke first.

"Then what do you want?"

"If you have the ability, defeat me. Otherwise, if you become class monitor, I won't accept it. As long as you're Class One's class monitor, I'll challenge you every day."

"What's there to argue about with her? I'll fight you." Wang Dong also stood up and faced Wu Feng directly.

Bang! Zhou Yi slammed her hand against the podium. "What kind of place do you think this is? Do you think you can do whatever you want here?"

"Teacher, I'm willing to accept Wu Feng's challenge."

Huo Yuhao knew that few people in this class respected him. If he backed down this time, he would never be able to hold his head high in this class again. So even if he lost, he had to lose openly and fairly.

The students in the classroom thought they were hearing things. After all, the difference in strength between the two was enormous. They all believed Huo Yuhao's championship had been entirely due to Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao.

Since both parties had agreed, Zhou Yi naturally had nothing more to say. She immediately led the class to the Douluo Arena and paid the fees.

Huo Yuxi tightly gripped Huo Yuhao's wrist, as if she wanted to give him a little more strength. Wu Feng was a Power Attack Battle Soul Master with an optimal soul ring configuration, while Huo Yuhao was a Control System soul master with no offensive ability. The gap between them was simply too great.

Yet Huo Yuhao knew clearly that even after becoming a core disciple of the Soul Tool Department, those doubts would still remain. How many people secretly believed his championship had merely been a free ride?

So this time, he had to accept the challenge.

"Bets are open! Bets are open! I'll take the bets! Ten-to-one odds on Huo Yuhao, one-to-ten odds on Wu Feng! Come place your bets!" Zhou Sichen shouted after sitting down.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins on Wu Feng."

"Wu Feng. One hundred Gold Soul Coins."

One after another, every bet was on Wu Feng. Zhou Sichen began counting on his fingers, his face turning green.

"I'm betting one thousand Gold Soul Coins on Huo Yuhao."

"Me too. One thousand."

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao's voices came like salvation, and Zhou Sichen nearly wanted to kneel before them. "You really have good eyes. I also think Huo Yuhao has a chance to win."

Huo Yuxi curled her lips disdainfully. This guy really had an interesting mouth. He had offered ten-to-one odds against Huo Yuhao, yet now he claimed to be optimistic about him.

Zhou Sichen saw no problem with that whatsoever. You said human words to humans and ghost words to ghosts. To make money, you had to be like that!

Later, the twin sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, along with his good friend Cao Jinxuan, also joined their side, leaving him confused and uncertain.

"Xixi, your brother can definitely win. Go place a bet too." Xiao Xiao stuffed a bag of money into her hand and urged her on.

At a time like this, Huo Yuxi did not stand on ceremony. Whether Huo Yuhao won was no longer important. What mattered was preserving their pride.

The compensation she had received for her emotional distress from that ugly old man last time should be worth quite a bit. It would be more than enough to pay Xiao Xiao back.

"Huo Yuhao. Fifty Gold Soul Coins."

There were no other spectators for today's soul duel. Zhou Yi personally served as the referee, while Wang Yan, having heard the news, also rushed over to watch.

"This is only a sparring match. Crippling or maiming your opponent is strictly forbidden. If anyone deliberately and maliciously injures the other, get out of my class. Understood?"

Huo Yuhao and Wu Feng nodded at the same time, then stepped back. The battle officially began.

Wu Feng's martial soul was the Red Dragon. In strength, speed, agility, and physical fitness, she far surpassed Huo Yuhao. Looking down on him completely, she directly chose close combat.

Everyone present believed the match would end quickly. After all, as a Control System soul master, Huo Yuhao had chosen the style of combat he was least suited for.

Huo Yuxi had confidence in Huo Yuhao, but that did not mean she could remain calm when she saw him being struck.

Huo Yuhao used almost all of the Tang Sect's martial arts, but the gap between them was obvious, and he did not dare relax in the slightest.

As he faced Wu Feng's attack once more, his pupils turned golden—it was Mental Interference. His palms also turned as dark as jade—it was Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

Wu Feng only felt her mind suddenly go blank. Then Huo Yuhao's palm strike blasted her off the combat platform, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wah."