Shattering Your Hot-Blooded Dream with a Single Punch (Part 2)

Hearing this, Wang Dong, who was talking with Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao, immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Du Weilun. After greeting Du Weilun, Wang Dong reached into the lottery box and drew out a folded slip of paper.

Unfolding the slip, a large red number appeared on the white paper—one. This was Wang Dong's team's number, and the team that drew the blue number one would be their opponent.

Du Weilun glanced at the number in Wang Dong's hand, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes. He then waved his hand, signaling the other teams to come forward and draw their numbers.

One minute later, all the team numbers had been drawn. Du Weilun put away the lottery box and directly announced the first two teams to battle.

"For the first match of the top eight to top four, Class One's Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao, and Xiao Xiao will face Newborn Class Nine's Moyuan, Bai Yi, and Nanmen Yun'er."

"You may now proceed to assessment area one for your match."

Upon hearing the announcement of the two opposing teams, Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao, and Xiao Xiao all wore expressions of shock.

They never expected to run into Moyuan's team today.

"What a joke! Our team doesn't even have a Soul Elder, how can we fight Moyuan, who is already a Soul Ancestor?"

"Why don't we just surrender? That's Moyuan, we can't possibly win," Xiao Xiao said dejectedly.

Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Wang Dong immediately became angry. "Xiao Xiao, what do you mean by that? Surrendering before we've even fought? Wouldn't that make us cowards? It's just Moyuan! Huo Yuhao and I have our ways to deal with it!"

"Don't you agree, Huo Yuhao?"

"Yes."

Huo Yuhao replied resolutely. He looked at Moyuan, who was walking onto the stage with a calm expression, a deep hatred and anger hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Just you wait, Moyuan, you'll eventually pay for your arrogance... Huo Yuhao thought to himself, recalling the power of his and Wang Dong's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Golden Road.

At the same time, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in his Sea of Consciousness cheered him on. "That's right! That kid still thinks you're the same person he could bully three months ago? Today, we'll show him how powerful you are!"

Hearing Huo Yuhao's confident words, Xiao Xiao was stunned. Was this really the Huo Yuhao she knew? When did he become so brave?

Unfortunately, although Xiao Xiao believed that fighting Moyuan was suicidal, two out of the three people in the team were unwilling to surrender, so she could only brace herself and go along with it.

In the stands, upon hearing that Huo Yuhao's team was matched against Moyuan, Zhou Yi's expression immediately soured.

She never expected that right after making a bet with Mu Jin, Huo Yuhao's team would be pitted against Moyuan.

All she could do was hope that Moyuan would indeed act as Mu Jin had said, and not make a move until they encountered a team with a Soul Elder.

As before, Moyuan stood at the back of his team, with Bai Yi and Nanmen Yun'er standing side-by-side at the front. On the opposing side, Wang Dong was at the front, Xiao Xiao in the middle, and Huo Yuhao at the rear.

Looking at the three opponents, Bai Yi couldn't help but show a look of pity in his eyes. He asked Moyuan curiously, "Brother Mo, do any of them have a grudge against you? Why did you suddenly decide to fight yourself?"

Nanmen Yun'er chimed in, "That's right, Class Monitor. Didn't you say you wouldn't make a move until you encountered a team with a Soul Elder?"

Moyuan withdrew his gaze from the three opponents, unwilling to explain. He simply made up an excuse, "Just think of me as being too bored and wanting to stretch my legs. As for why it's this match... it's just their bad luck."

As the six people took their positions in the arena, the referee, responsible for the students' safety, immediately announced the start of the match.

"Both sides prepare, the match begins!"

As the referee's voice fell, Wang Dong and the other two instantly released their martial souls.

Brilliant blue-gold wings suddenly spread from Wang Dong's back. A yellow and a purple soul ring, exceeding the limit, rose from his feet.

Then, a faint golden light appeared in Huo Yuhao's eyes. The soul rings beneath his feet lit up, and Spiritual Probe Sharing was cast upon Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao.

At the same time, two rings of soul rings rose beneath Xiao Xiao's feet. A black shadow quickly condensed above her head. The shadow was a tripod, about one meter in diameter, with three legs and two ears.

This was Xiao Xiao's main martial soul, the Three Lives Town Soul Cauldron.

But just as the three finished releasing their martial souls and turned their attention to Moyuan's team, a scene different from what they expected unfolded before them.

They had originally thought that Moyuan's team would act as before, with only Bai Yi and Nanmen Yun'er releasing their martial souls to fight, while Moyuan would only intervene at critical moments to help them.

It was because of this that Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao had the confidence to catch Moyuan's team off guard with their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

But what did they see now?

Moyuan's team's formation had completely reversed. Bai Yi and Nanmen Yun'er, who were originally at the front, were now at the rear, and neither had released their martial souls, showing no intention of fighting.

Instead, Moyuan, who had never acted before, stood at the very front, quietly observing them.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao felt a sense of dread. At the same time, Zhou Yi, on the high platform, saw this and her face immediately turned grim.

She sternly questioned Mu Jin, who was smiling, "Mu Jin, what do you mean by this?! Didn't you say Moyuan wouldn't make a move until he encountered a team led by a Soul Elder?"

Mu Jin chuckled, looking at Zhou Yi as if she were an idiot. "Zhou Yi, are you stupid? Those were my words, not his. It's his business how he arranges things.

Maybe he didn't make a move before just to take care of his teammates? And if he wants to fight himself this time, perhaps he's just bored and wants to stretch his legs."

"Mu Jin, you!" Zhou Yi was furious. If Moyuan hadn't made a move, it would have been fine. With their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they might still have won. But now, Moyuan clearly intended to fight himself.

A Soul Ancestor fighting two Great Soul Masters and one Soul Master—even with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, it would be useless!

"It's no use you being anxious. The bet has been made. I'll be waiting for you to submit your resignation to the academy."

After saying this, Mu Jin felt refreshed and no longer paid attention to the enraged Zhou Yi, focusing on the match below.

Assessment Area One.

Moyuan swept his cold gaze over the three of Wang Dong. A brilliant golden light flashed in his deep dark eyes, and then his radiant golden eyes lit up for the first time on the stage of this new student assessment.

Yellow, purple, purple, and black soul rings, four beyond imagination, rose from the soles of his feet, pulsing slowly.

Even though Moyuan's strength and soul ring configuration were already widely known throughout the academy, almost no one had seen them except for the students of Newborn Class Nine.

Furthermore, hearing about something and witnessing it firsthand were two different matters. When those ten-thousand year soul rings, emitting waves of faint light, rose in the arena, all the students, except for the teachers on the high platform, couldn't help but hold their breath, their hearts pounding violently.

The moment the Golden Eyes lit up, Huo Yuhao, who had been covering the entire assessment area with Spiritual Probe Sharing, felt as if he had been hit head-on by an invisible hammer.

Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight to the ground. If Moyuan hadn't deliberately targeted him, Huo Yuhao would likely have fainted directly.