Three days later.
Suotuo City, on the streets.
Dai Mubai led the way, with Zhu Zhuqing beside him. Tang San walked alongside Xiao Wu, Oscar hovered around Ning Rongrong with solicitous concern, while Ma Hongjun, all alone, looked around in every direction.
The seven-member team from Shrek Academy strode down the street as if no one in the world mattered.
"Soto Fighting Spirit Arena, here we come!" Dai Mubai declared with overflowing swagger.
Tang San lifted his head and stared at the towering circular building ahead.
Soto Soul Arena, let's see what kind of opponent you can arrange for me this time!
Soto Fighting Spirit Arena.
Huo Yuhao sat high above, leisurely watching the weaklings below peck at each other.
At that moment, the maid respectfully stepped forward and quietly reported in his ear.
Huo Yuhao's gaze immediately swept downward, where he spotted Thousand Hands Asura and the others.
Unlike three days ago, all seven of them had come this time.
Though they all wore half-face iron masks, they might as well have worn nothing before Huo Yuhao. Based on their positions and appearances, he swiftly identified them:
Black leather attire, a fiery figure, fair skin and a pretty face, cat ears atop her head—Zhu Zhuqing.
A sapphire-blue princess gown, chestnut hair, graceful and dignified bearing, impeccable etiquette—Ning Rongrong.
A handsome young man with freshly shaved stubble, a somewhat sleazy smile, constantly fawning around the girl in the sapphire-blue princess dress, like a total simp—Oscar.
A Mohawk, short, fat, ugly, and utterly lecherous in demeanor—Ma Hongjun.
So they had all come out together. Interesting.
Huo Yuhao's gaze only briefly swept over them before settling on Tang San.
His injuries had basically healed. After all, there were healing-type Soul Masters.
Judging by his self-satisfied expression, he was very confident.
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