He had originally thought highly of Huo Yuhao, but after hearing Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe's explanations, he secretly shook his head and chose to stop paying attention.
Perhaps Body Martial Souls were so rare that his instinctive reaction upon seeing Spirit Eyes had been that all Body Martial Soul possessors were geniuses.
Now, it seemed that was not necessarily the case.
"Today is the final between Ning Tian's team and Dai Huabin's team. The outcome is actually obvious, but this old man still hopes for a pleasant surprise," Xuan Zi remarked.
Yan Shaozhe and Du Wilun both nodded, their gazes turning toward the center of the Assessment Area.
The referee had already entered the Assessment Area and removed all the surrounding barriers, revealing a much larger arena.
"Teams from both sides, enter the arena!"
The referee called out loudly, gesturing toward the teams on either side.
Quite a few people were watching this match.
Among the crowd below, Huo Yuhao's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the golden-haired figure onstage, the center of everyone's attention, with intense hatred.
The murderer of his mother!
Yet yesterday, he had suffered a crushing defeat at that person's hands. He had even been coldly scorned and verbally humiliated by him.
Most ridiculous of all, Dai Huabin did not even remember him.
"Mom, I'm useless."
"But watch closely. As long as I, Huo Yuhao, still draw breath, I will make sure not a single chicken or dog remains in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion!"
The hatred in Huo Yuhao's heart grew ever stronger.
At this moment, revenge was the only thing in his mind. It was the sole motivation driving him to work and fight desperately.
"Yu Hao, don't blame Brother Sky Dream for meddling, but this place truly doesn't suit you. Neither