Suppression

"This is... the Light Goddess Butterfly." Huo Yuhao stared at those breathtaking wings and blurted it out.

A flash of surprise crossed Wang Dong's face. "Oh, you know about my Martial Soul?"

"I read about it in an ancient text!"

"The Light Goddess Butterfly is an exquisitely beautiful Martial Soul. It combines speed, strength, defense, and control, making it incredibly powerful!"

Wang Dong scoffed. "You're pretty well-informed!"

"Since you know how powerful my Martial Soul is, you'd better hurry up and admit defeat."

"If you surrender, I might be in a good enough mood to just beat you up and kick you out of the dorm!"

"But if you choose to resist to the bitter end, then let me remind you: the Light Goddess Butterfly is far more powerful than you can imagine! And..."

The wings behind Wang Dong beat, and two Soul Rings appeared around her—a yellow one and a purple one, a configuration far beyond the norm for Soul Masters.

"See that? Those are my Soul Rings. My Second Soul Ring is a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, something most people don't get until their Third Soul Ring."

"If you don't want to get beaten up for no reason, you'd better surrender."

"Are you stupid?" Huo Yuhao's voice rang out.

Wang Dong clenched her teeth. "What did you call me?"

Huo Yuhao smiled calmly. "If I let myself be scared off so easily in a duel between men..."

"Do you think I'd still deserve to call myself a man? Once you've accepted a duel, you have to see it through and find out who's stronger. That's what being a man means. Got it?"

"And where do you get that sense of superiority? What makes you think my Martial Soul is worse than yours?"

"Come forth, Ice Snow Empress!"

Behind Huo Yuhao, a slender, beautiful figure slowly took shape.

With snow-white hair, bright yellow gemstone eyes, a white qipao, and a crown, the Ice Snow Empress descended, pure and flawless as a snow lotus atop an icy mountain!

"This is... I can feel the power of an Ultimate Attribute."

Mu En slowly opened his golden eyes from where he lay on the chaise longue.

His gaze was drawn to Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul. What kind of Martial Soul was this?

Mu En furrowed his brows. After ten thousand years of development, Shrek Academy had catalogued countless Martial Souls.

Even the exceedingly rare Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul, which Wang Dong possessed, was well documented at Shrek.

The Light Goddess Butterfly was a Martial Soul that could only awaken in women.

The moment Mu En saw Wang Dong use Martial Soul Possession, he understood her true gender.

He had no intention of exposing her. As long as Wang Dong didn't regret it, that was all that mattered.

But Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul was one Mu En had absolutely never seen before.

As a Limit Douluo, he was certain of it.

How interesting. Its attributes weren't limited to Ultimate Ice—it also possessed Ultimate Snow!

A double Ultimate Attribute: Extreme Ice and Snow!

Mu En thought that if Yan Shaozhe heard this news, he'd be so excited he would jump for joy!

After suffering from her Evil Fire for so long, that child Xiaotao had finally found a glimmer of hope.

Mu En closed his eyes again and hummed a tune, in a good mood.

He didn't intend to tell Yan Shaozhe and the others about Huo Yuhao, either.

After all, he had already stepped down as Sea God Pavilion Master. If he still had to point them toward something like this, he might as well consider coming out of retirement.

Wang Dong spread the wings of her Light Goddess Butterfly and flew into the air, looking down at Huo Yuhao.

Her large, pinkish-blue eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao's Ice Snow Empress. What a beautiful Martial Soul!

A flicker of astonishment crossed Wang Dong's eyes. She had thought there could be no Martial Soul more beautiful than her Light Goddess Butterfly.

She hadn't expected that on her very first day reporting to Shrek, she would encounter a Martial Soul whose appearance could rival hers.

No—not just rival it. It surpassed hers!

Wang Dong had a keen eye. She noticed that in some respects, her Light Goddess Butterfly couldn't compare to Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul.

Take the eyes, for example. The Light Goddess Butterfly's eyes were beautiful, with a noble, sacred quality.

Judging by appearance alone, the Ice Snow Empress's eyes were about equal to hers, though the Ice Snow Empress's were a little more beautiful.

What truly put the Light Goddess Butterfly at a disadvantage was the spark of life in the Ice Snow Empress's eyes.

It gave Wang Dong the sense that the Ice Snow Empress was a living being.

That liveliness of a living creature was something no figure on a painted page could match.

Wang Dong's gaze toward Huo Yuhao changed. "I didn't expect you to have a Martial Soul like this. No wonder you accepted my challenge. You had a trump card all along?"

Huo Yuhao spread his hands. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not fighting you because of my Martial Soul. It's because of the way you talk."

"And those harsh conditions of yours. I'm your roommate, not your servant."

"Of course, if you can beat me, I might agree to those conditions after all!"

"After all, in a world where the strong rule, only someone stronger has the right to make demands of the strong!"

Wang Dong nodded in agreement. "Well said. I'm starting to like you, Huo Yuhao."

"Don't start crying if you lose to me!"

"First Soul Skill, Winged Saber!"

Huo Yuhao had stirred up Wang Dong's fierce competitive spirit. She was going to defeat the man in front of her!

Her First Soul Ring lit up. Golden light flowed along the edges of the Light Goddess Butterfly's wings, then formed razor-sharp blades of light.

"Watch out, Huo Yuhao. My Winged Saber can slice through metal like mud."

With that, Wang Dong shot toward Huo Yuhao in a streak of gold and blue.

Perfect. Huo Yuhao had been wanting to see how much the Ice Snow Empress Martial Soul could suppress someone like Wang Dong, whose Martial Soul was almost as high-quality as his own.

First Soul Skill, Ice Emperor's Protection.

Ice and snow gathered in Huo Yuhao's hand, forming a thin shield of ice crystals in front of him.

Wang Dong frowned as she swooped in. How could such thin ice block anything?

If he wanted to stop her with ice, he should at least make a thicker wall!

Wang Dong swung the blade of her wing. A sharp clang rang out, like metal being cut.

How was this possible? Wang Dong stared at the thin ice crystals before her. Not even a single white mark had appeared.

Her golden blades flashed again and again. Wang Dong put all her strength into it, unable to believe that her sharp blades couldn't cut through such a thin layer of ice.

"Ah!"

Golden blade-light danced across the surface of the ice, almost blocking Huo Yuhao's view.

Huo Yuhao felt Wang Dong desperately swinging her wing blades, but he didn't feel the slightest pressure.

So this was a four-hundred-thousand-year Soul Skill! Of course. If a four-hundred-thousand-year Soul Skill couldn't suppress her like this, then the agony Huo Yuhao had endured during those two months of fusion would have been for nothing!

Huo Yuhao was having an easy time of it, but Wang Dong was nearly going out of her mind from slashing.

Flying back into the air, Wang Dong panted heavily. Was this ice some kind of ultimate old tortoise in human form?

Her wing blades could slice through metal like mud, yet they couldn't leave even the slightest mark.

Wang Dong took a deep breath. No, she couldn't lose her composure in the middle of a fight. If she did, she was bound to lose.

Her hundred-year Winged Saber hadn't worked. Wang Dong glanced at the Thousand-Year Soul Ring at her feet. Then she'd switch to something with more attack power!

"Second Soul Skill, Butterfly God's Light!"

The wings of Wang Dong's Light Goddess Butterfly lit up with brilliant golden patterns, and clusters of golden light, each the size of a fist, appeared.

They fell like raindrops onto the ice crystal shield in front of Huo Yuhao, setting off a series of powerful explosions!