Feng Xiaotian's gaze was as cold and sinister as a wolf's.
He stared at the hand the black-clad youth used to hold Huo Wu's delicate hand.
The next moment, his gaze shifted to the other hand around Huo Wu's waist, and he gritted his teeth furiously.
"Let go of Huo Wu!"
Feng Xiaotian issued the command again. His tone was icy, his eyes even colder, rage nearly spilling from them as his clenched fists cracked loudly.
At that moment.
A fiery-red figure came racing over from the direction Feng Xiaotian had arrived from. From a great distance away, he made a clean, sharp leap and landed in the middle of the field with a bang.
Several bluestone tiles shattered beneath him, and spiderweb-like cracks spread more than a meter outward from under his feet.
The fiery-red figure was naturally Huo Wu's older brother, Huo Wushuang.
He was not as fast as Feng Xiaotian and had arrived a little later.
Huo Wushuang was of average build but broad-shouldered, roughly the same height as Feng Xiaotian. His looks were a notch below Feng Xiaotian's and somewhat ordinary.
But his face was firm and resolute.
He wore the gold-and-red academy uniform specially made by Blazing Fire Academy, embroidered all over with flame-cloud patterns. The words "Blazing Fire" were stitched across his chest in silver thread.
The fiery-red radiance around Huo Wushuang's body resembled rising flames, originating from his Martial Soul, the One-Horned Fire Explosive Dragon.
Huo Wushuang's strength matched Feng Xiaotian's. He too was a rank thirty-three Soul Elder.
Once his Soul Power was unleashed, everything around him seemed ablaze in red. Like Huo Wu's, his eyes were dark crimson and gleamed with scorching brilliance, while his flame-yellow hair carried a faint luster.
Though his face was not especially handsome, the fiery-red glow