Blazing Academy Brimming with Passion

Very soon.

Xu Hanfeng entered Blazing Academy.

Upon entering the academy, the first thing that caught his eye was a spacious training square.

At the center of the square was a massive fire pit, its flames burning year-round without extinguishing. The students of Blazing Academy often cultivated their Martial Souls and conducted combat drills here.

Various types of teaching buildings surrounded the square.

The teaching buildings came in many styles, but they were all red.

They could only be described as dazzling.

Xu Hanfeng felt like he was about to go blind.

Who would have thought that the entire academy was red inside?

"Who wants to challenge our Blazing Academy?!" A booming voice came from the distance.

A burly, muscle-bound man walked over. Beside him stood a young man and woman.

At once, the students gathered in Blazing Academy's square erupted like a pot boiling over.

"Who is it?! Who's got the nerve to challenge Blazing Academy?"

"Who?!! I'll do it!!"

"Bullshit, I'm doing it. My mouth's been so bland these past few days I can't taste anything."

"Cut the crap, I'll do it!!"

Seeing how worked up everyone was, Xu Hanfeng was starting to feel a little frightened. This was simply too exaggerated.

Most of Blazing Academy was made up of men. The sight of all that bare flesh and hot sweat was downright terrifying.

The place was overflowing with brotherly passion.

Xu Hanfeng involuntarily clenched his buttocks.

"It's you, kid?" Huo Yaoyang looked down at Xu Hanfeng.

The corner of Xu Hanfeng's mouth twitched. In his previous life, this big guy could probably hang a great white shark up and beat it with one punch.

"Dean Huo, it's me."

"You're quite handsome, kid. You've got the look of a pretty boy. I just don't know whether you can take a beating from us."

Huo Yaoyang crossed his arms. His muscles were thicker than Xu Hanfeng's head.

Truly terrifying.

Behind Huo Yaoyang, Huo Wu's long, dark-red wavy hair swayed gently.

Her features were exquisite, her brows graceful as distant mountains, her delicate nose tall and fine, her lines soft, and her cherry-like lips naturally crimson without any makeup.

She was tall and exceptionally well-proportioned, with a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand and long, straight legs.

Wrapped in a red dress, she was impossible to look away from.

"Dean Huo, I'm not one of those old noblemen." Xu Hanfeng curled his lips into a confident smile.

"Very well. I hope you can walk out of Blazing Academy with that same confidence."

Huo Yaoyang turned and swept an arm through the air. "Boys, show him the enthusiasm of Blazing Academy!!"

"OH!!!"

"AAOOO!!!"

Whoosh—

Whoosh, whoosh—

Yellow, purple...

Everyone revealed their soul rings.

The weakest were Soul Masters, while the strongest were Soul Ancestors.

Xu Hanfeng secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Once he beat Blazing Academy into submission, would they even let him leave?

He swallowed and deliberately kept a calm expression as he looked at Huo Wu ahead of him.

Huo Wu was blinking her large eyes at him, her gaze lively and bright.

As for Huo Wushuang beside her, he had his arms folded tightly across his chest and his chin slightly raised, carrying an air of pride.

"Follow me!"

Huo Yaoyang walked away, and Xu Hanfeng followed.

Soon, everyone arrived at an even larger combat arena.

"Kid, if you leave now, you can still return safely. People get hurt in battle.

You're young, so I won't spread word of this."

Huo Yaoyang reminded him.

"Don't worry, Dean Huo. In a moment, I'll beat Blazing Academy until you're all running around with your asses on fire."

"Hahaha... Good. I like confident people like you. Come on! Who'll go first?"

"Father, I'll go."

Huo Wushuang stepped forward at once, intending to give Xu Hanfeng a show of force.

"Are you a Soul Elder? If not, don't come out."

Hearing that, Huo Yaoyang was somewhat surprised.

Although Xu Hanfeng was tall, the childishness had yet to fade from his face. He could not be older than Huo Wushuang, which meant his talent was quite impressive.

"Of course. Huo Wushuang, Martial Soul: Unicorn Fire Tyrant Dragon, Level 31 assault-type battle Soul Elder."

As he spoke, two yellow and one purple soul rings rose from beneath Huo Wushuang's feet, pulsing rhythmically.

"Xu Hanfeng, Martial Soul: Douluo Compendium, Level 39 All-Round Tool Soul Elder."

The Douluo Compendium floated in Xu Hanfeng's hand.

One yellow, one purple, and one black soul ring emerged.

Whoosh—

Those three soul rings were like sparks falling into dry grass, instantly setting the entire place ablaze.

"What?! A thousand-year second ring and a ten-thousand-year third ring!!"

"Am I dizzy? Why do I feel like I'm seeing things?"

"I saw it too. I'm stunned. Is he even human?"

"Can a human have a soul ring configuration like that?"

It was not only them; even Huo Yaoyang, Huo Wu, and Huo Wushuang were dumbfounded.

"Oh, heavens above, is this Heaven Dou Royal Academy's hidden monster? He actually has a configuration like this?"

"So amazing!" Huo Wu's large eyes widened even further.

Huo Wushuang swallowed, and even his fists trembled.

He was afraid.

Truly afraid.

Who wouldn't be afraid of a soul ring configuration like that?

"I'll be the referee." Huo Yaoyang shoved a teacher aside.

The teacher looked aggrieved.

I've never seen a match with a soul ring configuration like this either.

"I want to see whether your strength is worthy of your soul ring configuration. Martial Soul Possession!"

Flames rose all over Huo Wushuang's body.

The Unicorn Fire Tyrant Dragon faintly appeared behind him, and his body swelled by a full size.

Dark-red scales covered his skin, with faint flames even rising from them.

A short horn appeared atop his head.

"Battle begins!"

"Third Soul Skill: Tyrant Dragon's Wrath!"

Sharp claws emerged from Huo Wushuang's hands, and his body swelled another size.

Golden-red light burst from his scales as blazing flames enveloped his body.

Huo Wushuang charged toward Xu Hanfeng.

Xu Hanfeng's Martial Soul was a book. Huo Wushuang had never encountered a Soul Master with a book Martial Soul and had no idea what his soul skills were.

But ending this quickly would be best.

"Dark Demonic Sword!"

A massive Dark Demonic Sword appeared in Xu Hanfeng's hand as the compendium was put away.

"Huh?"

Everyone was full of question marks. You have a book Martial Soul, so why didn't your soul rings light up when you used a soul skill? And you could even summon a weapon?

Was that reasonable?

Clang!!

Xu Hanfeng wielded the Dark Demonic Sword and fought Huo Wushuang.

Huo Wushuang wanted to use his combat skills to get close to Xu Hanfeng, but he discovered that his strength was being suppressed the entire time.

"How is that possible?! I'm a Beast Martial Soul Master. How can your physique as a Tool Martial Soul Master be this strong?"

Now Xu Hanfeng was the one full of question marks. "Are you an idiot? With my soul rings, how could my physique not be strong?"

"Damn it!"

Huo Wushuang had gotten carried away and forgotten. Who could have expected such an absurd Tool Soul Master?

Huo Wushuang took a step back and brought his hands together before his chest. Dark-red light surged from his palms.

It condensed into a palm-sized dark-red sphere and shot toward Xu Hanfeng.

Xu Hanfeng unleashed Butterfly God's Light.

Boom, boom, boom!!

The two attacks exploded in midair.

Huo Wushuang was blasted back dozens of steps.

"So strong!" Huo Wushuang's face was filled with shock.

Huo Yaoyang's expression remained calm as he watched the battle intently.

"Cards."

"Father, can Brother win?"

"Definitely not."

Huo Yaoyang could tell that Xu Hanfeng was still very relaxed.

"Ordinary. Let Sister Xiao Tao play with you."