Rain! Vast! Explode! Fist!

On the Assessment Platform, Huo Yuhao's eyes were sharp as a hawk's, locked firmly onto the lunging Hell White Tiger.

His feet tapped rapidly against the ground as he retreated at high speed, attempting to evade the lethal strike.

However, having fought continuously all morning, his soul power was all but exhausted, and his speed was significantly slower than usual.

"Puchi!"

The Hell White Tiger's sharp claws grazed his shoulder, tearing through his tunic and leaving three deep, bone-exposed lacerations.

Blood surged out instantly, staining his white clothes crimson.

A sharp pain flared, and Huo Yuhao let out a muffled groan, stumbling back several steps.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth, watching the Hell White Tiger draw closer, a surge of intense unwillingness rising in his heart.

He could not lose!

He absolutely could not lose to Dai Huabin!

If he were to lose here today, his mother's spirit in heaven would never find peace!

Flashes of his mother's gentle smile crossed his mind, along with the image of her final instructions to live on, and the disdainful, mocking gazes of those from the White Tiger Duke Mansion.

Damn it! Was he really going to lose?

Was he going to lose to that bastard Dai Huabin?

Was he really going to... lose to the person who caused his mother's death?!

Huo Yuhao watched the Hell White Tiger closing in, its sharp fangs glinting coldly in the sunlight, and nothing but endless despair remained in his heart.

His soul power had been drained during the morning's wheel of battles, and his mental power was on the verge of exhaustion; even raising his hand to release a basic Spiritual Slash felt impossibly difficult.

Just then, a steady, powerful voice exploded in his mind:

"Idiot! How can you give up at a time like this?!"

It was Zhao Ze!

Huo Yuhao shuddered, as if grabbing onto a final straw, and shouted hoarsely within his Sea of Consciousness:

"Master! But I really have no other way! My soul power and mental power are both empty; I can't stop the Hell White Tiger at all!"

"If they're empty, then squeeze them out!"

Zhao Ze's voice carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Stand up! Use the method I taught you before.

Drive it with mental power, rotate your soul power! The stronger your will, the greater your strength!"

Huo Yuhao froze.

He remembered that half a month ago, Zhao Ze had taught him this method of explosive power.

But no matter how he tried back then, he couldn't manage to force his soul power to move using his mental power, and in the end, it had been left unsettled.

"Is it really possible? Can it really be done?"

Huo Yuhao asked, trembling.

"I clearly failed countless times before..."

"You failed because you lacked the resolve to burn your bridges!"

Zhao Ze shouted sternly.

"Remember! If your will is dominant, your strength will be dominant!

Do you want your mother to watch from beneath the earth as you are trampled under your enemy's feet?

Do you want that piece of trash Dai Huabin to step on your head and flaunt his power?!"

If your will is dominant, your strength will be dominant...

These eight words exploded in Huo Yuhao's mind like a thunderclap.

He jerked his head up to look at the lunging Hell White Tiger, the despair in his eyes instantly replaced by surging hatred and obsession.

That's right!

I cannot lose!

I have yet to avenge my mother!

I have yet to make the White Tiger Duke Mansion pay the price!

How could I fall here!

"YEAH!!!"

Huo Yuhao looked to the sky and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

He gathered all his mental power, all his obsession, all his longing for his mother and hatred for Dai Huabin, condensing it all into a single point, and drove it fiercely into his own dantian!

"Soul power! I command you! Start rotating for me!!!"

HUM!!!

A terrifying energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from within Huo Yuhao's body!

The final sliver of Source of Life within his already depleted meridians was thoroughly ignited, transforming into a surging torrent of soul power that circulated frantically throughout his body.

Pale blue icy power intertwined with golden spiritual energy, forming a rotating energy storm around him that whipped his tattered clothes until they snapped loudly.

His hair danced without wind, and his eyes shimmered with dazzling golden light; he appeared like a war god reborn from the flames, exuding a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.

"What... what is happening?!"

On the high platform, Mu En stood up abruptly.

He had lived for over two hundred years and seen countless secret techniques, yet he had never seen anyone unleash such immense power while their soul power was completely exhausted!

This had completely transcended the scope of a Soul Elder!

"Quick! Have the students move back!"

Wang Yan's expression changed drastically as he shouted toward the stage below.

"The energy fluctuation is too strong; they will be caught in the blast!"

However, instead of retreating, the students below crowded forward even more aggressively.

It was a rare opportunity to witness a battle between powerhouses; even if they died, it would be worth the price of admission!

On the other side of the Assessment Platform, Dai Huabin's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He had calculated that Huo Yuhao was at his wit's end, which was why he dared to challenge him on stage at this moment.

He had expected an easy crush, never imagining that this guy would have such a terrifying trump card!

But now, the Hell White Tiger had already lunged out and could not be recalled!

He could only grit his teeth and frantically drive his soul power, pushing the might of the Hell White Tiger up by another notch.

"Playing god! I don't believe you can block the Hell White Tiger! Die!"

"ROAR!"

The Hell White Tiger let out a heaven-shaking roar, raising its massive tiger claws and bringing them down toward the top of Huo Yuhao's head with enough force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

The air was torn apart by this claw, emitting a piercing sonic boom.

Facing this world-destroying strike, Huo Yuhao did not dodge, nor did he retreat.

He slowly raised his right fist, concentrating all the power erupting within his body onto his knuckles.

Golden and blue energy swirled frantically around his fist, forming a constantly compressing energy sphere.

"YEAH!!!"

"YU! HAO! EXPLOSIVE! PUNCH!"

Huo Yuhao roared, throwing his fist forward with all his might.

A brilliant dual-colored beam of light erupted from his fist like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying an aura of total destruction as it collided violently with the giant claw of the Hell White Tiger.

"BOOM!!!!"

A deafening explosion instantly echoed throughout the entire Shrek Great Soul Arena.

Dai Huabin felt completely stunned; he never expected that Huo Yuhao could still throw such a terrifying punch.

Just as that fist was about to strike the Hell White Tiger, the cold Assessment Platform before Dai Huabin's eyes vanished.

In its place stood the familiar gates of the White Tiger Duke Mansion, where the begonia flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, the air filled with a faint floral fragrance.

"Huabin, run slowly! Don't trip!"

A gentle voice drifted over.

Dai Huabin turned his head abruptly to see his young mother standing under the veranda, holding a handkerchief and smiling as she beckoned to him.

Not far away, Dai Yueheng, who was half a head taller than him, was waving his fists, practicing his moves with great form.

"Brother! Wait for me!"

His younger self cheered as he ran over, throwing himself into Dai Yueheng's arms.

Dai Yueheng laughed and ruffled his hair:

"Come, brother will play with you."

The sunlight spilled over the three of them, so warm that one would never want to wake up.

"How nostalgic..."

Dai Huabin murmured to himself, a softness appearing on his face that had never been seen before.

"So... I once had such happy days too."

He was immersed in the warm memories, but just then, a cry suddenly shattered the peace.

"Dai Huabin! Dai Huabin! Wake up!

Don't get lost in there!

That is a deathbed vision!"