"It's Dai Huabin! And Zhu Lu!"
The crowd below immediately recognized them, erupting into a flurry of gasps.
"They're Soul Elders with three rings too!"
Huo Yuhao's gaze instantly locked onto Dai Huabin.
His previously calm eyes turned bone-chillingly cold, and a monstrous, volcanic hatred surged from the depths of his heart.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, blood slowly dripping between his fingers, yet he remained completely oblivious to the pain.
It was him!
The one who caused his mother's death!
It was the people from the White Tiger Duke Mansion who had subjected him and his mother to endless humiliation and torment!
Dai Huabin stepped onto the assessment stage, looking at Huo Yuhao with a cruel and arrogant smirk curling his lips:
"Huo Yuhao, I didn't recognize you at first; I just thought you looked a bit familiar.
It wasn't until I returned to the Duke Mansion a few days ago and heard the servants talking about that slut and her bastard from back then that it finally clicked.
So, you're the child of that little slut."
"Shut your mouth!"
Huo Yuhao snapped his head up, his voice raspy like sandpaper rubbing together, his eyes bloodshot.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Dai Huabin sneered, becoming even more unbridled.
"Your mother was nothing but a lowly maid by my father's side; how dare she give birth to a bastard like you?
I never expected you to have the nerve to come to Shrek. You truly don't know the meaning of death."
He paused, his eyes sweeping over Huo Yuhao with contempt:
"Today, I will defeat you right here and let everyone know that the direct bloodline of the White Tiger Duke Mansion is the most noble.
A lowly bastard like you has no right to stay at Shrek.
I will beat you until you're on your knees begging for mercy, then drive you out of the academy and send you crawling back to the Star Dou Great Forest to serve as food for the soul beasts!"
Zhu Lu stood beside Dai Huabin, watching Huo Yuhao coldly. She didn't speak, but her eyes were equally filled with disdain.
The crowd below was in an uproar.
No one had expected such deep-seated hatred to exist between Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao.
Wang Dong'er frowned as well. She could clearly feel the nearly uncontrollable killing intent radiating from Huo Yuhao, and for some reason, she felt a sense of worry.
On the high platform, Mu En furrowed his brows slightly and looked at Yan Shaozhe beside him:
"What is going on? Do Dai Huabin and Yuhao have a grudge?"
Yan Shaozhe was equally puzzled:
"We aren't sure about that either. We only know he was admitted through the Tang Sect's special recruitment quota."
Mu En sighed, never having imagined that Huo Yuhao had such a past.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, Zhao Ze's voice turned grave:
"Yuhao, calm down! Dai Huabin is deliberately trying to provoke you. Don't fall for it; you must keep your head clear to defeat him."
Electrolux also said in a deep voice:
"Indeed, child. Hatred will blind your eyes and leave you vulnerable. Steady your mind first, then deal with him slowly."
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart.
He raised his head, staring coldly at Dai Huabin, and said word by word:
"Dai Huabin, you will pay the price for what you just said."
"A price?"
Dai Huabin burst into laughter, as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world.
"Just you? A lowly bastard? I'd like to see what kind of price you could possibly make me pay!"
Before the words had even faded, three soul rings instantly lit up around Dai Huabin.
A deafening tiger roar echoed throughout the Great Soul Arena.
Dai Huabin's body expanded rapidly, white fur sprouted from beneath his skin, his hands transformed into sharp tiger claws, and a black "King" character manifested on his forehead.
Boundless soul power surged from his body, carrying a fierce and violent aura.
"Zhu Lu, move!"
"Understood."
Zhu Lu nodded, and three soul rings—yellow, purple, and purple—lit up around her as well.
Her body became even more slender and agile, black fur covered her entire frame, and her pupils turned into vertical slits, making her look like a leopard ready to pounce.
"Huo Yuhao, prepare to die!"
Dai Huabin let out a furious roar, stomped his feet hard against the ground, and charged violently toward Huo Yuhao.
"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"
A scorching white beam of light erupted from his mouth, carrying a destructive aura as it shot fiercely toward Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed; his figure flickered, and he dodged the White Tiger Intense Light Wave.
The light wave exploded behind him, blasting a massive crater into the ground.
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
Dai Huabin's body expanded once more, his muscles bulging as his defense and attack power surged dramatically.
He brandished his sharp tiger claws and swiped toward Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and flicked it, sending a silver-white Spiritual Slash tearing through the air, precisely striking Dai Huabin's tiger claws.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and a scratch appeared on Dai Huabin's tiger claw.
He was shocked, never expecting that Huo Yuhao could still unleash such a powerful Spiritual Slash despite having consumed so much energy.
"Zhu Lu, pin him down!"
"Understood!"
Zhu Lu's figure flickered, transforming into a black afterimage as she circled behind Huo Yuhao.
Countless sharp claw shadows raked toward Huo Yuhao's back.
Without turning his head, Huo Yuhao flicked his left hand backward, firing a Soul Guidance Ray that forced Zhu Lu to retreat.
At the same time, he swung his right hand again, sending three Spiritual Slashes in a triangular formation to attack Dai Huabin.
"Over here!"
Zhu Lu's eyes lit up as she lunged toward a figure on her left.
But what she struck was merely another phantom image.
Just then, Zhu Lu felt a sudden wave of dizziness, her movements stalling for half a second.
A Spiritual Slash grazed her shoulder, drawing a spray of blood.
"Zhu Lu!"
Dai Huabin exclaimed, rushing over to shield her.
"You're courting death!"
Dai Huabin was thoroughly enraged. He shielded Zhu Lu behind him, glaring at Huo Yuhao with a vicious gaze:
"I originally intended to spare your pathetic life, but it seems that's no longer necessary! Zhu Lu!"
"Right!"
Zhu Lu nodded, enduring the pain in her shoulder as she stood back-to-back with Dai Huabin.
Their soul power instantly merged, and six soul rings—yellow and purple—lit up simultaneously, radiating a blinding light.
An aura far more majestic than before erupted from the two of them.
Martial Soul Fusion Skill!
Hell White Tiger!
The figures of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu merged completely, and a jet-black, winged Hell White Tiger suddenly took form.
It was three meters long, the "King" character on its forehead glowing with a ghostly light. With fangs bared and golden beast eyes locked firmly onto Huo Yuhao, it exuded a terrifying pressure comparable to a Soul Ancestor.
"Roar!"
The Hell White Tiger let out a deafening roar, kicked off the ground with all four paws, and transformed into a black bolt of lightning as it lunged at Huo Yuhao.
A gale carrying a ferocious, murderous aura rushed toward him, causing Huo Yuhao's robes to snap violently in the wind.
The crowd below erupted into chaos.
"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill! It really is a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
"This is too terrifying! A Martial Soul Fusion Skill from two Soul Elders, its power is approaching that of a Soul Ancestor!"
"Huo Yuhao has been fighting all morning; his soul power and spiritual energy are nearly exhausted. How could he possibly block this?"
"It's over, it's over! Huo Yuhao is going to lose!"
Wang Dong'er's heart jumped into her throat; she subconsciously took a step forward, her hands clenched into tight fists, her powder-blue eyes filled with worry.
On the high platform, Mu En also straightened his posture slightly, his eyes grave.
Xuan Zi couldn't help but mutter in a low voice:
"Should we intervene? If this continues, Yuhao might get hurt."
Mu En shook his head:
"Let's watch a little longer. This child has never disappointed us."
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