"Hey, you've got some backbone!"
Wang Dong, or rather, Wang Dong'er, had been seen through by Huo Yuhao at a glance. She still stood in the doorway, unwilling to enter the dusty room.
As for Huo Yuhao's words, she only found them amusing.
Seriously, what kind of people these days dared to provoke her?
Did he know who she was? Did he know what kind of talent she had?
This guy, who looked obviously malnourished, wanted to fight me?
Looking for a beating, was he?
With that thought, Wang Dong didn't waste time and agreed at once.
"Then come outside. Don't act like a girl!"
You're the girl. No, you actually are a girl.
Huo Yuhao had wanted to make a snarky comment, but remembering that Wang Dong was disguised as a boy, he was suddenly at a loss for words.
Then he decided not to waste time talking to her and rose to head outside.
As he brushed past Wang Dong, he even heard her give an unconvinced snort.
What a childish temper.
Huo Yuhao gave her a casual assessment, then rolled his eyes at him.
"Hey! You dare glare at me?"
Wang Dong was like a powder keg, exploding in an instant.
When Huo Yuhao didn't answer, she seemed to remember something and asked with a hint of disdain,
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Huo Yuhao."
Huo Yuhao couldn't be bothered to waste time here. He kept walking without slowing down, speaking as he went.
Wang Dong heard him and smiled faintly, brimming with confidence.
"Heh, good. I think your name will soon disappear from Shrek Academy. Come on, dum—"
She was about to continue when she realized Huo Yuhao hadn't even given her the time of day. He was nearly out of the dormitory building already.
"You bastard!"
Wang Dong was so furious she stamped her feet. Huo Yuhao's attitude toward her was unlike anything she had ever encountered. Even Big Uncle and Second Uncle didn't dare ignore her like that in the clan!
She swore she would teach that rude guy a harsh lesson!
Yet she'd completely forgotten that she hadn't even knocked earlier; she'd kicked the door open.
The two went straight to the open ground outside the dormitory. Mu En, lying by the doorway, opened his eyes with interest.
Huo Yuhao knew Mu En was peeking, but he didn't care.
At Shrek Academy, fighting was perfectly normal.
As the devilish teacher, Zhou Yi, put it,
Those who never caused trouble were all useless.
Besides, in Mu En's eyes, this was nothing serious.
Was anyone really going to die right under his nose?
In any case, a fight between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong was inevitable, and he wasn't afraid in the slightest.
It was the perfect chance to test the power of the Ghost Killing Art on Wang Dong.
The two stood facing each other. Even now, Wang Dong still didn't think much of her obviously poverty-stricken roommate, and remained completely at ease.
In truth, if she were facing an ordinary Soul Master, she would indeed have every right to feel that way.
But unfortunately for her, the person standing opposite was Huo Yuhao.
"Oh, right. My name is Wang Dong. You'd better remember it."
"Because from now on, I'll be your boss. You'll do whatever I say."
Huo Yuhao's thoughts stirred at Wang Dong's words, and he countered,
"And what if you lose?"
"Then I'll do whatever you say!"
Wang Dong replied without hesitation.
She looked down on Huo Yuhao even more. He didn't even understand such a basic principle. And someone like him was supposed to be her roommate for a whole year?
Dream on. I'll beat you into running away today!
"So I can order you around however I want?"
Huo Yuhao continued.
Wang Dong felt there was something off about what he said, but couldn't figure out what. So she nodded firmly.
"If you win, from now on, I'll only obey your orders, Huo Yuhao!"
"I, Wang Dong, always keep my word!"
"Good!"
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Huo Yuhao didn't waste any more words. A pure-white "ten-year" Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's Soul Ring, Wang Dong grew even more dismissive. She didn't think there was any chance she could lose and brazenly declared,
"I don't even need to use my Martial Soul to deal with you."
The next moment, Wang Dong shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. She lifted her pair of extraordinarily long legs and kicked straight at Huo Yuhao's chest.
Huo Yuhao dodged to the side and even caught her ankle with his free hand.
Only then did Huo Yuhao realize—
Some things really did come with an inherited advantage.
Wang Dong's legs looked so well cared for—no, protected.
Seeing Huo Yuhao seize her leg, Wang Dong's brows drew together in anger. Or perhaps her legs had been protected so well that they were sensitive. Either way, she exerted herself, trying to yank her right leg free.
Only then did Wang Dong realize that the guy in front of her was incredibly strong. Relying on physical strength alone, she couldn't pull her leg free.
The reason was simple: the Ghost Killing Art also enhanced physical strength to a degree.
After all, it was a cultivation technique given to him by the Ghost Demon Venerable, so naturally it was comprehensive.
"You might still have a chance if you use your Martial Soul now."
Huo Yuhao reminded her, wanting her to accept her defeat wholeheartedly.
"Don't look down on me!"
Wang Dong naturally refused to surrender her pride. Her resolve hardened, and she used Huo Yuhao's grip to steady herself, then lifted her left leg, which had been planted on the ground, and whipped it fiercely toward his head.
With the force behind that kick, Wang Dong was certain that if he didn't defend himself, she might even kick his head right off!
Damn! She really was like a rabbit!
Huo Yuhao knew that very well. After cursing inwardly, he stayed calm and simply tossed Wang Dong'er's right leg upward.
That left Wang Dong in a terrible predicament.
She lost her balance in an instant and couldn't pull back the whip kick. Her whole body spun through the air several times before stopping.
In the end, she only managed to land on her feet thanks to her agility.
Mu En silently nodded from the side.
This polite little fellow had quick battle instincts.
"I'm done playing around."
The instant Wang Dong'er landed, Huo Yuhao spoke calmly. The next moment, he activated the Ghost Killing Art. A terrifying killing aura surged from within him, locking onto Wang Dong.
The bone-chilling sensation made Wang Dong shudder violently.
This feeling... Could Big Uncle and Second Uncle have come?
There was no time to think. In the next instant, Huo Yuhao, wrapped in a thick killing aura, appeared right in front of her. Wang Dong instinctively tried to flee, but at some point, a blade forged from pure killing intent had already been laid against her neck.
If Huo Yuhao wished, he could slit her throat the very next moment.
And just as Huo Yuhao had said,
She couldn't even activate her Martial Soul.
Wang Dong lifted her head and looked up at Huo Yuhao as he gazed down at her, not a trace of emotion in his eyes.
Indifferent, calm,
Filled with nothing but pure killing intent.
For some reason, Wang Dong's eyes suddenly reddened.
Her eyes grew misty, and she bit her lip, unconsciously revealing a girlish vulnerability.
Wang Dong suddenly felt a little aggrieved.
This guy really was going to kill her. He wasn't even trying to hide it.
From the time she was little, when had she ever been treated like this?
But there was no way she would beg for mercy.
After all, she was Wang Dong, and she had her pride.
"You lost."
Just as Wang Dong closed her eyes and prepared to await death, the sensation of being locked in the killing intent vanished. The chill at her neck disappeared too, and Huo Yuhao announced her defeat in an utterly calm voice.
I lost?
No, I wasn't dead?
Wang Dong opened her eyes in disbelief, still unable to recover from the shadow of death that had just fallen over her.
She really had thought Huo Yuhao was going to kill her.
"Go back and clean the dormitory. From now on, you're responsible for keeping it clean, too."
Before Wang Dong could make sense of what had happened, Huo Yuhao gave her his first order.
"You!"
Wang Dong instinctively wanted to refuse, but then saw Huo Yuhao's gaze turn cold, just like before.
For some reason, Wang Dong instinctively looked away and turned her head to the side.
"Fine. I won't go back on my word."
Then, as if she'd thought of something, she added resentfully,
"But don't get too smug. If I'd used my Martial Soul, how could you possibly have beaten me?"
"You had your chance."
Huo Yuhao fired back without hesitation. He had no thoughts of going easy on a girl.
At those words, Wang Dong was instantly at a loss for words.
After all, Huo Yuhao was telling the truth.
Seeing the reluctance on Wang Dong's face, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt playful and stepped in front of her.
"Since you'll be obeying my orders from now on, starting today, I'm your master."
"Come on, call me Master."
Wang Dong's eyes widened. She could hardly believe her ears.
What was this guy saying?
Did he know who she was? How dare he?!
But Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow, seeing right through her thoughts.
"Trying to go back on your word?"
"Does what you just said not count?"
After two questions in a row, Wang Dong fell silent and lowered her head.
Huo Yuhao immediately lost interest and turned to head back into the dormitory.
But after only two steps, he felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes. Then came a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Ma... Master..."
The next moment, seemingly overcome with embarrassment, Wang Dong'er got up, darted past Huo Yuhao, rushed into the dormitory, and slammed the door shut.
Huo Yuhao was a little surprised, too.
He'd only been teasing her. She really called him that?
But then he thought about it. It wasn't any loss to him.
Whatever.
So he went into the dormitory too.
Only Mu En remained there, frozen in utter shock.
Mu En: Do young people these days really know how to play like this??
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