The unexpected unfolded in a way no one had anticipated, and ended just as unexpectedly.
After Huo Yuhao left,
the students
began quietly putting more distance between themselves,
their eyes full of wariness.
They were all certain that they weren't as arrogant as Dai Huabin, weren't as unlikeable as he was, and hadn't made as many enemies,
but no one could be sure.
What if they had offended someone without realizing it?
There could well be someone here who resented them as much as Huo Yuhao resented Dai Huabin.
If that person acted on impulse too,
they might be the ones thrown out.
Their simmering fighting spirit was suppressed by caution.
They exchanged sidelong glances, testing one another,
as an eerie silence settled over the arena.
As they faced off,
the sun sank completely below the horizon, and night fell.
The lights that should have come on long ago stayed dark, and gloom swallowed the entire Soul Fighting Arena.
At last,
someone could stand it no longer and struck first.
A ball of crimson flame tore through the gloom, lighting up the entire arena.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant,
beneath the surging flames,
rings and skills of every color erupted across the Soul Fighting Arena.
The silence was broken.
The battle began!
This time,
no one attacked Lu Ran again.
Amid the blazing turmoil, one patch of quiet remained untouched.
Zhu Lu angrily attacked He Caitou.
If I can't beat Lu Ran, surely I can beat you.
Working with Cui Yajie,
she drove He Caitou back step by step. Even with several Soul Tools at his disposal, he struggled to keep up.
The fierce battle continued for nearly half an hour.
Almost every few minutes, someone was eliminated.
He Caitou was defeated by Zhu Lu ten minutes in and left the