His Ass Clenched, His Body Shuddered

"Not good!"

Bei Bei knew all too well how dangerous it was for a low-level Soul Master to take Xu Sanshi's Mystic Tremor head-on. Xu Sanshi's Mystic Tremor was slow to activate and had a small range. Without a control-type soul skill to support it, it was difficult to hit anyone—those were its weaknesses.

But once this soul skill activated successfully, it was an utterly devastating killer against low-level Soul Masters. Even he himself would be stunned for about a second if he were struck by Mystic Tremor during a Soul Duel.

Huo Yuhao's Soul Power Level was only eleven, while Xu Sanshi's had reached an astonishing twenty-nine. The gap between them was an unbelievable eighteen levels. If Huo Yuhao were hit, being stunned for ten seconds would be getting off lightly.

Moreover, Xu Sanshi's Mystic Tremor was not meant to strike people—it was meant to strike the ground. Anyone within Mystic Tremor's area of effect would be forcibly stunned for a period of time.

"Why isn't Yuhao running?"

Bei Bei watched Huo Yuhao, who stood expressionlessly on the stage as though waiting for Xu Sanshi to make his move, and could not help feeling anxious.

"Relax, Bei Bei. You have no idea what kind of monster Yuhao is."

Jie Chu was not at all surprised that Huo Yuhao had not moved. He had sparred with Huo Yuhao before, when Huo Yuhao had been fully equipped with first-grade Soul Tools. Though both sides had held back during that match, Jie Chu was still astonished by the fighting power Huo Yuhao had unleashed.

Just before Xu Sanshi raised the Mystic Tortoise Shield above his head and prepared to smash it down, Huo Yuhao finally moved. Through the instincts he had honed in battle, Huo Yuhao had already sensed a huge word of "danger" hanging over his head, but his movements did not become disordered in the slightest.

Huo Yuhao held a Soul Guidance Ray Gun in his left hand, its muzzle abruptly pressed against Xu Sanshi's vital area. The katana in his right hand had vanished, replaced by an unopened Adamantine Umbrella that gleamed with black light.

Huo Yuhao gave a light push forward. Xu Sanshi sharply sucked in a breath, his ass clenched, and his body shuddered.

Everyone present drew in a breath as well. For a moment, the temperature in the entire Soul Duel Arena seemed to rise by several degrees.

At this point, anyone with eyes could see the outcome.

No matter how domineering Xu Sanshi's First Soul Skill was, he had to be able to bring it down before it could display its power. Yet before Xu Sanshi could smash down the Mystic Tortoise Shield, Huo Yuhao only needed to lightly pull the trigger of the Soul Guidance Ray Gun for it to become a situation where the chicken flew and the eggs broke.

At the same time, the Soul Tool Adamantine Umbrella in Huo Yuhao's right hand clearly had excellent defensive power. Even if Xu Sanshi truly chose to smash down the shield despite risking such a disastrous ending, Huo Yuhao could unfold the Adamantine Umbrella and withstand it. At worst, he would suffer a minor injury.

In other words, the situation on the stage had instantly become one where Huo Yuhao would not die, but Xu Sanshi would definitely be left wishing he were dead.

"Xu Sanshi, do you still want to continue?"

The Referee drifted over and landed beside them. Although the curve of his mouth was being forcibly suppressed by his facial muscles, it still kept twitching.

Fuck, why was this mouth harder to suppress than a Soul Guidance Ray Gun!

The Referee took a deep breath, barely stopping himself from laughing aloud, then looked toward Xu Sanshi and waited for his answer.

"I... I..."

Xu Sanshi looked utterly lost. He did not want to admit that he had lost, but he was also afraid that Huo Yuhao's hand might slip and leave him with a chicken-flying, eggs-breaking ending.

"Fourth Grade student Xu Sanshi challenged outsider Huo Yuhao. The result of the match: Huo Yuhao wins!"

No longer waiting for Xu Sanshi to admit defeat himself, the Referee looked at the dazed Xu Sanshi and considerately announced the result for him.

"Woohoo!"

"Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao!"

The moment the people below the Soul Duel Stage heard the result, thunderous cheers erupted.

Whether it was Huo Yuhao's sheer violence at the beginning, when he had not even released his Martial Soul or Soul Rings and nearly shattered the Mystic Tortoise Shield with one axe strike, or his calmness afterward, when the Mystic Tortoise Shield shattered before him and he remained unfazed, drawing his gun with one hand and opening his umbrella with the other, all of it greatly increased everyone's approval of Huo Yuhao.

In their eyes, Huo Yuhao was no longer merely a junior student who made delicious grilled fish and barbecue skewers. He was also an exceptionally promising talent in both Soul Tools and Soul Duels.

"This kid is interesting. His opponent's Soul Power Level is nearly twenty levels higher than his, yet he did not even blink, as if he was determined to fight to the end. Wang Yan, I heard you say that this kid opened a barbecue restaurant outside the academy?"

On the Soul Duel Stage, an elderly man covered in grease, with disheveled hair and clothes torn in several places, looked toward the teacher beside him. He still held a greasy roasted chicken leg in his hand, his mouth dripping with oil as he ate.

The old man's robes, which should have been white, had already turned grayish-brown and were ripped in many places, but he seemed not to care at all. He even casually tossed aside the chicken bone after finishing it and wiped his greasy hand on his robe.

"Yes, Elder Xuan. I've heard quite a few teachers mention this child. They say his barbecue is exceptionally delicious. It's just that after teaching my students these past days, I've been spending all my time in the library, so I haven't had the chance to try it."

"We can talk about the barbecue tomorrow. It probably isn't that miraculous. Compared to his barbecue, I'm more interested in the Soul Master talent he'll display after enrolling."

Just as the old man called Elder Xuan was preparing to rise and leave, another disturbance broke out on the Soul Duel Stage.

"Let's fight again. I'm not convinced!"

Xu Sanshi's voice rang out. Though it was filled with indignation, there was also some hesitation in it. After all, losing to a nine-year-old child was humiliating enough. Now he was actually refusing to accept the loss and wanted another match—that was even more embarrassing.

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Sanshi spoke, the crowd erupted into jeers.

"Fine, but the stakes for another match won't be so simple."

Huo Yuhao had already heard from Bei Bei about the benefits of the Mystic Water Pill, so naturally, he would not refuse.

According to Bei Bei, the Mystic Water Pill had an extremely potent effect. Before level twenty, it could cleanse one's tendons and marrow while also raising Soul Power by at least one level. After level twenty, although it could no longer raise one's Soul Power Level, its tendon-and-marrow-cleansing effect remained, improving the consumer's cultivation aptitude.

The Mystic Water Pill was one of the great foundations of the Xu Family behind Xu Sanshi. To refine it, the blood essence of more than a dozen water-attribute Soul Beasts and dozens of water-attribute plants had to be specially blended. The cost alone reached one thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Furthermore, the Xu Family generally did not sell Mystic Water Pills to outsiders. They were only given as gifts for celebrations or under other special circumstances. On the Black Market, a single Mystic Water Pill could cost as much as ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, and even then, there was no supply to meet the demand.

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