Ning Tian's Power-Speed Aura had already landed on Huo Yuhao and Wu Feng. Wu Feng was going all out, ready to charge out.
Just then, Huo Yuhao's low voice suddenly rang out in her mind. "Wu Feng, protect Ning Tian. I've got this whole match!"
Wu Feng paused, staring at Huo Yuhao in surprise.
Huo Yuhao's voice just now was clearly different from usual.
It felt as though the violent impulses within him were awakening, boiling over!
A golden phantom flashed across Huo Yuhao's body and vanished in an instant.
A dazzling golden Eight-Sided Han Sword appeared in Huo Yuhao's hand.
Drunken Sword Immortal, Martial Soul Possession!
Two yellow and two purple Spirit Rings, four brilliantly colored rings in all, appeared around Huo Yuhao, slowly rising and falling.
"Soul Ancestor?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"A monster! At his age, how did he cultivate to such a level?!"
A series of shocked cries erupted from the teachers watching on the high platform.
Yan Shaozhe's entire body jolted. He abruptly turned to Qian Duoduo. "He's really a Soul Ancestor? It isn't some trick from that Simulation Soul Skill of his to scare people?"
Qian Duoduo gave a sly grin. "Whether it's real or not, won't we find out if we keep watching?"
At that moment, Cui Yajie's charm Spirit Skill happened to land on Huo Yuhao.
Then it vanished without a trace.
A glint flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes, and the curve of his lips gradually widened.
"Little fox, your smile isn't sweet enough. Come on, let big brother teach you what a proper smile looks like."
"Heh heh heh~~"
Along with Huo Yuhao's sweet laughter, a flash gleamed in his Ice Jade Color pupils, and an invisible Mental Spike erupted instantly!
Boom!
Cui Yajie felt as though a frigid ice spike