The Original Trains, the Clone Slaughters

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged, several exquisite jade bottles sent by Yan Shaozhe arranged before him.

Aside from several Foundation Strengthening Pills, there were also the five top-grade Five Elements Cultivation Pills he had been promised each month.

Huo Yuhao picked up a pill shimmering with a five-colored glow and silently complained to himself.

The Five Elements pills were distributed monthly too?

Was that old bastard treating this like a daily sign-in reward?

Was he afraid Huo Yuhao would take the resources and run?

Still, he did not dwell on it.

The medicinal potency of these pills was tyrannical, and each one took several days to fully refine and absorb.

Even if he were given too many at once, he would not be able to process them.

Now that the resources were in place, there was no need to waste time.

Huo Yuhao glanced out the window at the bustling crowds heading toward the Soul Fighting Zone, his gaze indifferent.

Most of the upcoming opponents were boring cannon fodder.

Rather than waste time on that childish game, he might as well seize every second to grow stronger.

He stood up and formed hand seals with both hands.

"Wood Style: Wood Clone Technique."

Pfft.

His shoulder squirmed, and a mass of woody fibers separated from it, rapidly gathering beside him into an identical Huo Yuhao.

This was a Wood Clone.

Unlike a Shadow Clone, a Wood Clone was made of cells, possessed greater resistance to blows, and could exist for a long time.

The clone Huo Yuhao turned and pushed open the door, heading for the competition grounds.

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao's original body went against the flow and headed for the training grounds.

Over the next two days.

A strange phenomenon appeared at Shrek's freshman assessment arena.

Huo Yuhao, known as the strongest one-ring Soul Master, continued slaughtering everyone in his path.

Often, all it took was a fierce whip kick or a seemingly simple low-level ninjutsu for his opponents to be instantly cleared away.

Yet those who knew him well always felt that something was off.

He seemed colder, spoke even less, and the look in his eyes as though he were viewing trash had grown more pronounced.

Until the third day.

They encountered a truly formidable group of opponents.

"State your names!"

Three girls stood in a line across from them, their presence imposing.

"Freshman Class Nine, Wu Feng. Martial Soul: Red Dragon. Level 25 Assault-Type Soul Grandmaster."

The speaker was a hot-tempered girl with short red hair. Her eyes were full of provocation as she looked at Huo Yuhao.

"Freshman Class Nine, Nanmen Yun'er. Martial Soul: Jade Bluebird. Level 24 Agility Attack System Soul Grandmaster."

"Freshman Class Nine, Ning Tian. Martial Soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Level 31 support-type Soul Elder."

The moment they heard the words Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, cries of alarm erupted from the surrounding audience.

That was the continent's number one support Martial Soul! And she was even a level 31 Soul Elder!

Such a lineup was simply crushing the freshmen from an entirely higher level.

However.

Clone Huo Yuhao merely gave them an indifferent glance, hands tucked into his pockets as he said casually,

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

"I hope that, with the support of that so-called number one support Martial Soul on the continent, you can withstand one move from me."

"Arrogant!"

Wu Feng already had a fiery temper. Upon hearing such an insulting remark, she instantly became like a powder keg set alight.

"Huo Yuhao! Don't look down on us!"

"You'll pay for your carelessness!"

Boom!

Wu Feng instantly activated Martial Soul Possession.

Her left hand was immediately covered in crimson dragon scales, turning into a burning dragon claw.

It was actually somewhat similar to Zhou Yi's before.

At the same time, Ning Tian, standing at the rear, raised her palm. A crystalline seven-tier pagoda floated up, its precious light flowing.

"Seven treasures turn forth with glazed light."

"First treasure: Strength!"

"Third treasure: Soul!"

Two brilliant streams of colored light instantly shot into Wu Feng's body.

Wu Feng's aura surged at once!

Under the terrifying amplification of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, her strength and Soul Power nearly doubled. At that moment, she was even stronger than an ordinary three-ring Soul Elder!

"Prepare yourself!"

Wu Feng roared, and the first Soul Ring behind her lit up.

"First Soul Skill: Dragon's Fire!"

She opened her mouth and spat out a mass of crimson dragon flame. Carrying searing heat, it blasted toward Huo Yuhao's face like a cannonball.

Facing this ferocious attack, Huo Yuhao did not dodge. Instead, he stood where he was and sneered.

"A fire-element attack?"

"Interesting. Showing off before an expert!"

His hands instantly formed seals.

Snake—Ram—Monkey—Boar—Horse—Tiger.

His chest swelled.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

Boom—!

A huge orange-red fireball burst from his mouth and collided head-on with Wu Feng's Dragon's Fire.

Though this Wood Clone possessed only fifty percent of the original body's strength, how could the Uchiha clan's signature Fire Style ninjutsu, the Great Fireball Technique, be compared to such a first Soul Skill?

The two masses of flame collided violently in midair.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The Great Fireball instantly suppressed Dragon's Fire, forcing Wu Feng's flames back at her!

"What?!"

Wu Feng's expression changed drastically.

She had not expected that even with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification, her flames would still lose to his?

"I refuse to believe it!"

"Second Soul Skill: Dragon's Fury!"

Wu Feng's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and the dragon scales all over her body stood erect as she entered a berserk state.

Her attack power and fire resistance received another massive boost.

Relying on that amplification, she forcefully halted the Great Fireball's advance and even began to contend with it evenly.

"Huo Yuhao! Today, I'll end your title as the strongest one-ring Soul Master!" Wu Feng laughed wildly amid the flames.

Just then.

Nanmen Yun'er, the Agility Attack System Soul Master who had been waiting for an opening, moved.

"Good chance!"

Her body flashed like lightning, turning into a jade-green blur as she used the cover of the flames to rapidly circle around to Huo Yuhao's blind spot on the left.

"First Soul Skill: Green Bird Slash!"

Her arms transformed into sharp wings, like two jade-green curved blades slashing viciously toward Huo Yuhao's neck.

"I got him!"

"Careful!"

Wang Dong's expression changed from where she stood behind him. The wings of her Light Goddess Butterfly spread wide as she prepared to rush in to help.

"Don't move."

Huo Yuhao coldly stopped his teammate.

Even under attack from both front and back, he did not even turn his head.

He merely slowly extended his right hand, formed a one-handed seal, and slammed it onto the ground.

"Summoning Jutsu!"

Bang! Bang!

There was no smoke. Instead, two circles of black runes burst from the ground.

Under Nanmen Yun'er's terrified gaze, two figures emerged from underground like ghosts.

Those were... two Huo Yuhaos?!

Wang Dong froze. "Summoning Jutsu? Why do I remember this guy shouting 'Shadow Clone Technique' when he summoned clones before?"

There was no time for anyone to think.

The Wood Clone on the left, which had just been summoned, had already completed its hand seals the instant it appeared.

Half of his body remained hidden underground.

"Trying to ambush me? Naive!"

"Earth Release: Double Suicide Decapitation Technique!"

That clone suddenly stretched out both hands and tightly grabbed Nanmen Yun'er's ankles as she charged forward.

"Wha—"

Nanmen Yun'er only felt the ground sink beneath her feet, and she instantly lost her balance.

Whoosh!

Before she could even scream, that immense force dragged her into the hard stone arena, leaving only her head exposed.

She could not move!