Xuan Zi Has Lost His Mind!

Huo Yuhao grinned. "Your speed really is impressive. You delivered yourself quite quickly."

Seemingly casually, he stretched.

Then he spread his arms to either side again, as if doing some stretching exercises to loosen up his body.

Song Rentou was about to launch a sneak attack from the side against this deadweight who had been carried by two beauties. With the Void Spirit Demon Leopard's Talent skill, the speed he could reach in an instant was comparable to that of an agility-type Soul Elder.

Sure enough, that pretty boy had not noticed his approach in the slightest.

As the distance between him and Huo Yuhao steadily shrank, excitement even began to show on Song Rentou's face.

The next moment.

Song Rentou's eyes flew wide. That pretty boy who only knew how to slack off had, while stretching and loosening up, happened to shove his fist right into his face.

Bang!

Song Rentou's monkey-like face slammed viciously into Huo Yuhao's fist, propelled by his own incredible speed.

A blossom of blood instantly burst open in midair.

Song Rentou did not even let out a groan before knocking himself unconscious.

As though startled, Huo Yuhao hurriedly pulled back his fist.

"Holy crap! Where did he come from? He scared the hell out of me!"

"Huh? He actually passed out. Could he be a spy from our class? He actually used his face to hit my fist?"

Beside them, the Referee teacher wore a stunned expression.

On the High Platform, Zhou Yi's wrinkled old face twitched violently, and her clenched fists crackled.

"That idiot! How did I end up teaching such a fool?!"

Mu Jin was also momentarily stunned before she could not help laughing.

"Is this some new fighting technique Teacher Zhou invented? Everything can be used as a weapon, including one's face?"

"What a pity, though. It seems that student of yours hasn't trained his face thick enough yet."

Du Weilun also looked utterly incredulous. He truly had not expected something so coincidental to happen.

Only Qian Duoduo shook his head with an amused smile.

Others might not know Huo Yuhao's Spirit Skills, but he knew them very well.

With Mental Detection Sharing, Huo Yuhao must have long since grasped Song Rentou's movement trajectory perfectly.

That was why he could "intercept" him at the most ideal moment while making it look like a blind cat had stumbled upon a dead mouse.

Over on Wu Feng and Wang Dong's side, Xiao Xiao's support had just arrived.

"First Spirit Skill: Cauldron's Tremor!"

Wang Dong's body jolted, and she nearly lost her balance before Wu Feng struck her with a punch.

She shouted, "Xiao Xiao, why did you shake me?!"

Xiao Xiao was startled. "Huh?"

Delight flashed across Wu Feng's face as she secretly glanced at Huo Yuhao.

He knew this was another special technique Huo Yuhao had developed for using Spiritual Power. Like his Mental Spike, it was somewhat similar to a Self-Created Soul Skill.

It could interfere with an opponent's judgment of their target. It was called Mental Interference.

Xiao Xiao's eyes widened, and she gritted her silver teeth. "Second Spirit Skill, Cauldron's Ripple."

In Xiao Xiao's eyes, a ring of black light suddenly swept toward Wu Feng.

Yet in everyone else's eyes, the pitch-black ripple happened to avoid Wu Feng and crashed into Wang Dong instead.

Wang Dong's charging body abruptly slowed, and a faint sense of dizziness arose in her mind.

Wu Feng seized the opportunity. Her long leg swept out in an instant, carrying blazing flames as it smashed heavily into Wang Dong.

Bang! Wang Dong was sent flying far away.

"Huh?" Xiao Xiao looked completely bewildered.

She had clearly locked onto Wu Feng. Why had she hit Wang Dong again?

Wu Feng pressed her advantage, and Wang Dong instantly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Standing to the side with the expression of someone watching a show, Huo Yuhao began shouting loudly, "Wu Feng, go! Left hook, right hook, Death-Defying Cannon Hammer, hit her right in the head!"

Wang Dong finally realized something was wrong.

Xiao Xiao's attacks could not possibly miss again and again, and happen to miss onto her every single time.

Given how well she knew Xiao Xiao, she also did not believe Xiao Xiao had been bought off by the other side to secretly trip her up.

Wang Dong's gaze shifted rapidly before settling on Huo Yuhao behind them.

"Ning Tian's Martial Soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. According to the sect's records, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda has no ability to interfere with other people's perception."

"There's something wrong with his eyes. Is he behind this?"

"In the Huo Yuhao Team, even Ning Tian, a Soul Elder, isn't the captain of their squad. This guy has been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along!?"

On the High Platform, Zhou Yi watched Wang Dong stumble into danger while Xiao Xiao kept attacking her and shrieked, "There's something fishy going on! There must be something shady about this match!"

She turned to glare at Mu Jin through gritted teeth. "You bribed a student from our class. No wonder you dared to bet with me—you deliberately wanted to set me up!?"

Mu Jin sneered. "An ignorant idiot like you is worthy of being a teacher? I think you should resign as soon as possible. Stop misleading students at Shrek!"

Zhou Yi froze. "What do you mean?"

Mu Jin gave her a disdainful glance. "Dean Qian's disciple has eyes as his Martial Soul, and it's a rare Spiritual Attribute. What do you think I mean?"

Wang Yan interjected uncertainly, "You mean Huo Yuhao used Spiritual Power to interfere with that little girl's judgment?"

"But that's not right. Isn't his Spirit Skill supposed to use Spiritual Power to strike the opponent's Spiritual Space?"

"When they faced the Huang Chutian Team before, Huo Yuhao should have used that method to interrupt the Lan Susu sisters' Martial Soul Fusion Skill, right?"

As if she had seized evidence, Zhou Yi shouted, "Look! Even Teacher Wang says so! He's one of our academy's most renowned scholarly teachers. Let's see how you argue your way out of this!"

"Don't tell me Huo Yuhao's trash ten-year Spirit Ring has two Spirit Skills!"

"This..." Mu Jin frowned slightly.

During this period, Huo Yuhao had been taught individually by Qian Duoduo, so she truly did not know what his Spirit Skills were.

Fortunately, Qian Duoduo stepped forward on his own to resolve the situation for her.

The Soul Tool Department's vice dean smiled. "Oh? Teacher Zhou's guess is quite accurate. Huo Yuhao's ten-year Spirit Ring really did mutate to produce two Spirit Skills."

"Huh?"

"What!?"

"Dean Qian, you're not joking, are you?"

Mu Jin, Zhou Yi, and Du Weilun all stared at him in shock.

A ten-year Spirit Ring had actually mutated to produce two Spirit Skills?

After so many years at Shrek, they had never heard of anything so absurd!

Qian Duoduo looked teasingly at Zhou Yi and continued, "I know both of his Spirit Skills. One is called Mental Detection Sharing. Its effect is to enhance vision and help him grasp his opponent's movements with greater precision."

"The other Spirit Skill is called Simulation. It can imitate and create all kinds of illusions."

"As for the Spiritual Power impact Teacher Wang mentioned, as well as the ability he is using now to interfere with others' judgment, those are both special Spiritual Power techniques he developed himself."

"You all know that Spiritual Attribute Martial Souls are inherently rather strange. Being able to do such things is unexpected, but still reasonable."

"Mm, put another way, they can be considered Self-Created Soul Skills."

"Two... Self-Created Soul Skills?" Wang Yan muttered in disbelief.

At that moment, he felt as though he could barely breathe.

Xuan Zi has lost his mind!

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