Huo Yuhao fought bitterly on the arena. From time to time, he glanced at God-King Tang on the other arena, only to receive looks of disdain and disappointment.
Even Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong in the stands kept urging him on.
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth. To keep his father-in-law from looking down on him, and to earn some glory before his wife,
he decided to go all out. He recalled how, back on Douluo Continent, he had often turned the tide against the odds, defeating many stronger enemies despite his own weakness.
Though the man opposite him was somewhat stronger, he was Huo Yuhao, a Son of Destiny of his generation. So today, the only one who could leave this arena alive would be Huo Yuhao, the God of Emotion.
Xiongba thrust his spear forward, only to find that Huo Yuhao neither dodged nor evaded, taking the attack head-on.
Huo Yuhao desperately grabbed the spearhead. The sharp energy clinging to it sliced open his palms, while the impact left a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Hehe, got you!"
Divine power gathered fully within his eyes. Huo Yuhao decided to disrupt Xiongba's mind, then kill him in a single strike during that brief opening.
Xiongba felt a wave of Spiritual Power rush into his mind, but he was not without contingencies. A rune deep within his soul shattered, instantly rendering him immune to the external mental interference.
Seeing the opportunity he had desperately created fail, Huo Yuhao was so frightened that even his voice warped.
"How could this happen? You actually..."
Xiongba poured all his strength into the spear in his hand, and waves of murderous energy instantly erupted from its tip.
Huo Yuhao felt a sharp pain in his hands. In an instant, both his