42. Chapter 42: Showing Off? I Can Do That Too!

"You..." Ma Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Alright, the greeting gift has been given, you can go now." Seeing that no options had popped up, Huo Yuhao shooed her away with a look of disappointment.

Ma Xiaotao wanted to say something more, but she was interrupted by Huo Yuhao.

"Don't say anything else, I don't want to hear it."

With that, Huo Yuhao turned and ran.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao hurriedly followed.

Ma Xiaotao watched Huo Yuhao's retreating figure, unable to help but fall into memory.

Yellow hair...

By the time she snapped out of it and wanted to give chase, it was already too late; Huo Yuhao was nowhere to be seen.

She could only stare blankly at the left arm bone in her hand.

Freshman Teaching Building.

Wang Yan said, "The freshman assessment has concluded. Ten matches were fought in two days."

"This freshman assessment can be said to be the shortest one in the history of Shrek Academy."

"In the past, freshman assessments always took three days or more."

"Just now, the final results were tallied."

The students of Freshman Class One immediately perked up.

After all, this was a major matter concerning whether or not they could remain at Shrek Academy!

Not everyone was like Huo Yuhao and his team, possessing absolute certainty of passing the assessment!

"Out of our thirty-three groups, a total of twenty-five groups have passed the freshman assessment!"

"I must say, this result is truly excellent!"

"Those who failed to pass the freshman assessment can only regretfully depart."

This result was already very good!

One must know, most classes only had a dozen or so groups remaining!

"Of course, passing the freshman assessment does not mean it is over; there is still the first-year assessment. If you don't pass that, then when the second year begins, I might not see your faces anymore."

"Among these twenty-five groups, sixteen have not finished yet because you ranked in the top sixty-four. Therefore, there is still a knockout tournament waiting for you to fight in; that is where you will truly showcase your strength!"

"The qualifying groups from other classes will be waiting for you there!"

"In this freshman assessment, there are a total of six groups that achieved a perfect record, and among them is our Wang Dong group!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked toward Wang Dong!

A perfect-record group!

This was proof of strength!

No wonder he could be the class monitor!

"It is just a pity that among the perfect-record teams this time, a full three teams contain a Soul Elder!"

"Three-ring Soul Elder!"

"The championship is likely out of reach."

Wang Yan said with a look of regret.

Wang Dong let out a huff.

Xiao Xiao also let out a huff, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

If everyone were just a Soul Grand Master, the championship would be a breeze!

But the opponents had three-ring Soul Elders!

The difficulty of winning had more than doubled!

Those were Soul Elders who possessed thousand-year soul rings!

Facing her and Wang Dong's high-altitude aerial bombardment didn't actually put that much pressure on the opponents!

Plus, there was the risk of crashing!

After all, you never knew whose soul power would run out first!

Wang Dong knew Huo Yuhao was very strong, but he was still only a two-ring Soul Grand Master!

Trying to fight across a soul ring gap was too difficult!

"Let's just give it our all; if we can't win, then there's nothing we can do."

"Anyone who can cultivate to a Soul Elder by the age of twelve is no simple character."

"Their own Martial Souls must at least be top-tier!"

"And there must be a family behind them providing full support!"

"Their Soul Rings are definitely at the theoretical limit!"

"The third Soul Ring must be a purple thousand-year one!"

"Perhaps even the second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one, just like Wang Dong's!"

"It seems we can only aim for fourth place."

Xiao Xiao analyzed rationally.

She simply underestimated Huo Yuhao's strength.

That was why she felt there was no hope of victory.

"Are you afraid to fight just because of a mere three-ring?"

Wang Dong felt that if they really fought, they would have at least a thirty percent chance of winning!

Since there was a chance, they had to go all out!

Fight for the championship!

"A three-ring Soul Elder isn't invincible. With Huo Yuhao's Mental Detection Sharing, we still have a chance!"

"We have full-map vision, they don't. By utilizing this advantage, we can prioritize picking off the Soul Elder's teammates one by one!"

"If only one Soul Elder is left, can't the three of us, as two-ring Soul Grand Masters, handle them?"

"Besides, Xiao Xiao, you have Twin Martial Souls!"

"And I haven't even unleashed my full power yet!"

Wang Dong suddenly looked at Huo Yuhao.

"Furthermore, we have a trump card!"

Xiao Xiao seemed to understand what Wang Dong meant and also looked at Huo Yuhao.

"What are you planning to do?!"

New student assessment, knockout stage venue.

Du Weilun had just finished calling the roll for all participating students.

The drawing of lots was just beginning.

The Assessment Area had been redivided into thirty-two zones.

This time, the area of each zone had been expanded several times over.

The High-Altitude Projectile Tactic taught by Huo Yuhao would be even more effective!

The rules for the knockout stage were much simpler: lose, and go back to class.

Win, and continue in the afternoon.

After the draw, the round of sixty-four to thirty-two officially began.

Although Huo Yuhao didn't know why Du Weilun hadn't been replaced, it didn't matter.

Besides, he was still a Soul Douluo!

Maybe he could trigger an option for him!

Wang Dong's team was assigned to the tenth zone this time.

The proctor had also been changed.

It was a female teacher who looked quite kind.

After the start was announced, Wang Dong ended the battle in a minute.

Soon, the afternoon's round of thirty-two to sixteen knockout stage began.

This time, Wang Dong's team was assigned to zone eight.

When they arrived, the team that had also drawn number eight was already there.

The opposing team was none other than the Ning Tian team, one of the three-ring Soul Elder teams!

The team members were Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and a girl with light green hair.

Huo Yuhao had forgotten her name.

The girl with short golden hair standing at the front was Ning Tian!

The girl with short red hair standing to Ning Tian's left was Wu Feng!

Standing to Ning Tian's right was the girl with long light green hair.

The six of them entered the arena.

Wang Dong's team maintained their previous formation.

The composition of Ning Tian's team had changed.

Ning Tian retreated to the very back, while Wu Feng and the light green-clad girl stood in front of her.

"Wu Feng, Freshman Class Nine!" Wu Feng announced proudly. "Level 25 Power Attack System!"

"Nanmen Yun'er, Freshman Class Nine! Level 24 Agility Attack System!" the light green-clad girl said.

Ning Tian glanced at Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er with a look of mild reproach, as if she felt they were being too arrogant by revealing their soul power levels.

However, she did not change this method of introduction.

"Ning Tian, Freshman Class Nine!"

"Level 31 Support System Tool Soul Elder!"

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were shocked!

A Level 31 Soul Elder?!

They had encountered one so soon!

This was only the round of thirty-two to sixteen!

And this Soul Elder was a Support System Tool Soul Elder at that!

As everyone knew, the cultivation speed of Tool Soul Masters was slower than that of Battle Soul Masters!

Yet she had still reached Level 31!

This was no longer just a matter of having good talent!

Before Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao could recover from their surprise, they heard an even more explosive voice!

"Huo Yuhao, Freshman Class One."

"Level 38 Control System Soul Elder!"

Three thousand-year soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet!

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While I'm at it, I'll promote a book from the author group.

Douluo Continent, ten thousand years later, the gods make a bet, and someone suffers for it. Hmm, this is a story about a transmigrator carrying Electrolux who battles the Child of Destiny.