Could Tang San have been cuckolded?
Once that absurd thought arose, Huo Yuhao's expression immediately turned somewhat strange.
Come to think of it, it really was possible.
After all, Tang Wutong had been born to Xiao Wu, but Tang San had nothing to do with butterflies. There was absolutely no reason for her to have a butterfly martial soul.
The more Huo Yuhao thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Xiao Wu had originally been a hundred-thousand-year rogue rabbit.
And rabbits had mating seasons too. Huo Yuhao refused to believe that Xiao Wu had remained chaste throughout those hundred thousand years.
It was very likely that, back when she was still a Soul Beast, Xiao Wu had already been claimed by some other Soul Beast.
If that was the case, wouldn't Tang San be the biggest sucker left holding the bag?
The pure and spotless Young Master Tang San, and the chaste Soft Bone Rabbit.
Those two perfect specimens were quite a match.
"Hey! Are you thinking about something rude? It's really unpleasant."
Up ahead, Wang Dong was at least somewhat sporting.
After summoning her martial soul, the "Light Goddess Butterfly," she did not rush to attack.
Instead, when she saw Huo Yuhao's strange expression, she frowned and spoke.
Huo Yuhao had no patience for the spoiled temperament of a young miss like her, so he replied directly after hearing her words.
"What, can't handle losing? Didn't someone just say she wouldn't need a martial soul to beat me? Now you need one?"
Wang Dong's face immediately turned red. Of course, it was not from embarrassment—it was from anger.
She felt as though Huo Yuhao was about to anger her to death. Since childhood, she had never encountered someone so infuriating.
Pouting, Wang Dong said, "I've changed my mind. You've got some skill, so I'm going to beat you badly."
Huo Yuhao laughed. "Then come on. Let's see if I don't teach you a lesson."
Wang Dong quickly charged toward Huo Yuhao.
Seeing Wang Dong's martial soul, the old man behind them gave her a meaningful glance, a strange smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
By then, Wang Dong had already arrived before Huo Yuhao.
It had to be said that after summoning her martial soul, her speed had indeed increased greatly. She shot forward like a flash of Golden Light, and in the blink of an eye, she had thrown a punch at Huo Yuhao.
"Eye of Illusory Break!"
However, Huo Yuhao had mastered an ultimate technique as well.
With his Spirit Eye martial soul activating the Eye of Illusory Break, it was strength piled upon strength.
No matter how fast Wang Dong was, it was useless. In Huo Yuhao's eyes, her movements were always slowed down.
Thus, no matter how Wang Dong attacked, Huo Yuhao effortlessly dodged every strike.
Wang Dong was soon drenched in sweat, yet after all that, she had not even touched the corner of Huo Yuhao's clothes.
"How is that possible? How can I not hit him? How is this guy so strong?"
Wang Dong felt as though her worldview had shattered. In fights against peers, this was the first time she had been suppressed so thoroughly.
"First Soul Skill, Wing Butterfly Blade!"
Furious, she immediately unleashed her First Soul Skill. Her yellow Soul Ring instantly began to shine with streaks of light.
As the light flickered, sharp golden edges grew along the rims of Wang Dong's wings, making them look as sharp as blades.
She suddenly swung her body, and the pair of enormous wings swept toward Huo Yuhao.
"Kids these days really don't know their own strength."
The old man behind them frowned at the sight and straightened his posture slightly.
He was clearly prepared to intervene at any moment. After all, Wang Dong's use of such a highly destructive soul skill was indeed too dangerous.
"Soaring Dragon Movement!"
Yet Huo Yuhao was not afraid in the slightest.
Although Wang Dong's speed had increased greatly after using her soul skill, he could still see through her movements with the Eye of Illusory Break.
The only danger was that he might not be able to keep up with her speed, but Huo Yuhao had a way to deal with that—he only needed to use the Soaring Dragon Movement.
Thus, he unleashed the Soaring Dragon Movement without hesitation.
With the assistance of the Eye of Illusory Break, he once again dodged all of Wang Dong's attacks.
Wang Dong was completely dumbfounded.
Her eyes widened, her little mouth hanging open.
Her face was filled with disbelief.
"What soul skill is this of yours?"
"It shouldn't be possible. You clearly only have one Soul Ring—how do you have two soul skills?"
Wang Dong spoke in shock.
She had clearly mistaken both Huo Yuhao's Eye of Illusory Break and Soaring Dragon Movement for soul skills.
That was why she simply could not understand what was happening.
Huo Yuhao replied with a faint smile, "Take a guess?"
Wang Dong grew anxious and said angrily, "All you do is dodge. What kind of ability is that?"
"If you've got the guts, hit me!"
Huo Yuhao was instantly speechless. "This is the first time in my life I've heard such a request."
"Fine, then I'll give you a proper beating."
Huo Yuhao struck out with his palm. At first glance, the palm strike appeared plain and unremarkable, even full of openings.
But any true expert would understand that the aura of Huo Yuhao's palm strike was completely restrained, rendering it truly flawless!
Great Sumeru Palm!
He sent the palm strike straight at her, effortlessly knocking Wang Dong to the ground.
Along the way, Wang Dong had tried to block it with the light blades on her wings.
Yet to her surprise, after taking Huo Yuhao's palm strike, even the light blades on her wings had been shattered by him.
Wang Dong fell to the ground in an extremely bedraggled state.
Still, she refused to accept it and tried to get up for another round.
Huo Yuhao pinned her down and slapped her little butt.
It was perky and springy, and after Huo Yuhao smacked it, it wobbled from side to side like jelly.
"Do you submit?"
Wang Dong was both embarrassed and furious. "No!"
Smack!
Another heavy slap landed on it.
Before Wang Dong could say anything, Huo Yuhao slapped her again.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I surrender."
Wang Dong surrendered in shame and indignation.
Though she was furious, continuing like this would be far too humiliating.
She was thin-skinned and did not want anyone else to see her embarrassing state, so she hurriedly begged Huo Yuhao for mercy.
"From now on, behave yourself in the dormitory, understand?"
"We'll mind our own business. I won't ask anything of you, but don't come bother me either. Got it?"
As Huo Yuhao spoke to Wang Dong, he gave her butt another slap.
Wang Dong repeatedly agreed. "Got it, got it. Hurry up and let me get up."
Only then did Huo Yuhao move off her.
The moment Wang Dong got to her feet, she wanted to attack Huo Yuhao again. But Huo Yuhao merely glanced at her with a smile and said, "You'd better think carefully. If I catch you again next time, I won't let you off."
"Then I'll strip off your pants and spank your little butt right outside the dormitory door."
Wang Dong's face flushed with anger, but she also felt extremely afraid. She could only curse, "Dirty scoundrel!"
With that, she gave a cold snort, turned around, and left.
Huo Yuhao did not pay Wang Dong any attention.
He did not need Wang Dong's favor.
He only needed a dormitory environment that satisfied him.
So subduing Wang Dong left him very satisfied.
And since she was Tang San's daughter, beating her gave him an even greater sense of accomplishment.
So what if she was the daughter of a God King?
He would still beat her all the same!
"Time to go back and cultivate."
He turned around, preparing to return to the dormitory to cultivate as well.
Only then did the old man outside the dormitory lazily slump back into his chair.
However, at that moment, the pair of pupils in his eyes was no longer cloudy.
Instead, he watched Huo Yuhao with great interest.
"So young, and he's already created his own soul skill."
"What an interesting little fellow!"
"Our Shrek Academy hasn't seen such a little monster in a long time."
"We should observe him more closely."
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