Enemies Meet, Eyes Blazing with Hatred

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe couldn't help but be stunned. He couldn't help but think that his charm had grown so immense that a student was so excited to see him that he had knelt down to pay his respects!

But it was only for an instant. He quickly helped the disheveled Jiang Yuheng up. "Child, don't be so excited. If you win the championship, you'll have more opportunities to see me."

Jiang Yuheng felt helpless. He couldn't exactly say, "I was kicked out," could he?

Therefore, he could only smile and swallow this bitter pill, express his gratitude to Yan Shaozhe, and quickly return to his team.

At this moment, he wished he could find a hole to crawl into. Kneeling down in front of everyone like that was truly too embarrassing!

Wang Dong said with a stifled laugh, "That's what you get for running your mouth. Do you dare to do it again next time?"

Jiang Yuheng curled his lip, pretending to be angry and ignoring Wang Dong.

Seeing this, Wang Dong quietly pulled on Jiang Yuheng's arm, her voice sounding slightly coquettish as she said, "Alright, my good Captain, don't be angry. I was wrong."

Jiang Yuheng turned his head away, a subtle smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Just saying it isn't enough; you have to show it with actual actions."

Wang Dong said, "Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you want me to do, I'll agree to it."

"Anything?" Jiang Yuheng asked suddenly.

Wang Dong nodded without hesitation. "Anything, as long as it doesn't go against my personal principles."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuheng finally turned around. He looked at Wang Dong's pink lips with a complex expression, his mouth opening slightly before quickly snapping shut.

"Consider yourself lucky; I haven't thought of anything yet." After saying this, Jiang Yuheng turned his head away, feeling a bit guilty, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.

Damn it, damn it!

Jiang Yuheng, you've known her for so long, what is there to be shy about? Just be bold and say it!

Wang Dong turned her head to look at him, her small eyes filled with great confusion.

Dummy, what on earth are you thinking about?

There was no need to dwell on the results of the semifinals. Jiang Yuheng's team could easily defeat even a Soul Elder, let alone a team without one.

Late at night, by the shores of Sea God Lake.

"Dean, isn't it a bit too sudden to order a change to the Freshman Tournament rules without a discussion in the Sea God's Pavilion?" Du Weilun asked in surprise.

"Rest assured, this wasn't my decision alone; it was the teacher's intention."

"The teacher said he is very much looking forward to the performance of this year's students, so the difficulty naturally had to be increased. Of course, the rewards will not be lacking either," Yan Shaozhe said with a smile.

Initially, upon hearing such a decision, Yan Shaozhe had also been very surprised.

The rules for the Shrek Academy Freshman Assessment had been passed down for ten thousand years and had never undergone any major changes.

Judging by the teacher's tone, it seemed this change was made for the sake of a certain student. As for who that might be, Yan Shaozhe already had a faint suspicion.

After all, Du Weilun had been bringing it up incessantly over the past few days; his ears were practically calloused from hearing it.

Inside the freshman dormitory, the lights in Room 108 were still on.

"Yu Heng, Huo Yuhao seems to have some kind of history with that Dai Huabin..." As soon as he returned to the room, Wang Dong couldn't help but ask.

Huo Yuhao's reaction upon seeing Dai Huabin had been far too bizarre. For someone who was usually so composed, seeing him lose control of his emotions like that made him feel strange.

Jiang Yuheng stopped his work on the soul guidance device and turned his gaze toward the door. "It's better to let Yuhao tell you himself."

Hearing the voice, Huo Yuhao walked in slowly and closed the door. His expression had returned to its usual calm, but the aura of hatred radiating from him showed no signs of dissipating.

"Are you alright?" Jiang Yuheng asked.

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "I'm fine. I thought I could keep it suppressed, but I didn't expect my emotions to slip out of control. I'm sorry, Brother Yuheng."

Jiang Yuheng patted him on the shoulder. "Why are you apologizing to me? You're still so young; don't be so hard on yourself. Relaxation is a form of cultivation, too."

Huo Yuhao nodded, as if he had taken the advice to heart.

"So, what exactly is going on?" Wang Dong asked cautiously.

"It's actually nothing major; it's just a hurdle I haven't been able to get past myself."

With that, Huo Yuhao gave Wang Dong a concise account of all the injustices and hardships he had endured at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Hearing this, Wang Dong was shocked. No wonder he was so steady, no wonder he trained so desperately—it turned out he had suffered such tribulations.

"Bastard!" Wang Dong slammed his hand against the bed frame, stood up abruptly, and grabbed Jiang Yuheng's hand, heading for the door.

"Where are you two going?" Huo Yuhao asked hurriedly.

Wang Dong looked furious. "To get revenge for you, of course! If nothing else, if Jiang Yuheng and I team up, there's no way we'll lose!"

Jiang Yuheng stopped in his tracks and pulled Wang Dong back, patiently persuading her, "Dong'er, calm down! Doing this won't help Yuhao; it will only be counterproductive."

"Don't forget, fighting with members of the Freshman Assessment will result in disqualification."

"So we're just going to swallow it?!"

Jiang Yuheng patted her head and said dotingly, "Silly, the finals of the Freshman Assessment are tomorrow. Do you really think I'm going to let him off?"

The best way to defeat an enemy isn't by aiming to kill them, but by stripping away their pride and dignity in front of everyone.

"Wang Dong, I consider you a friend, so please, keep this a secret for me," Huo Yuhao said solemnly.

"Mhm!" Wang Dong nodded seriously.

Afterward, the three of them busied themselves with their own tasks.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao focused on their cultivation, while Jiang Yuheng dedicated himself to the crafting and design of Soul Tools. It wasn't until noon that they finally stepped out of the dormitory and headed toward the cafeteria.

"Three handsome guys, I heard you've already pre-booked the championship spot. Could you give this young lady an autograph?" Xiao Xiao leaned against the cafeteria entrance with a beaming smile, watching Jiang Yuheng and the others approach.

"Xiao Xiao, why are you here? Is your injury alright?" Seeing who it was, Huo Yuhao was overjoyed. He quickly walked up to her and asked with concern.

Xiao Xiao giggled. "Who do you think I am? I'm a powerhouse with Twin Martial Souls! A mere scratch like that couldn't possibly hold me back!"

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao let out a sigh of relief. "That's great. I knew you'd be fine."

Listening to their conversation, Jiang Yuheng and Wang Dong exchanged a smile, tacitly picking up on the underlying dynamic between them.

They didn't point it out, but instead, like two parents, they watched Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao quietly, their faces filled with gratification.

"Let's go for it! The championship will definitely be ours!"

As Xiao Xiao spoke, she was the first to extend her right hand. Seeing this, Huo Yuhao placed his hand on top of hers, then looked toward Jiang Yuheng and Wang Dong.

The two of them didn't hesitate. They shared a smile, and in the end, it was Jiang Yuheng who placed his hand on top first, followed by Wang Dong.

"We are the champions!" the four of them shouted in unison.

Just then, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out: "With your aptitude, you actually think you can win the championship? That's truly a toad lusting after swan meat. How shameless."