A day passed quickly.
As the first rays of dawn appear, a new day begins.
Although it was only early morning, Star Luo Plaza was already packed with people.
The venue, originally designed to accommodate 200,000 to 300,000 people, was crammed with more than 600,000. In other words, where one person could stand, three people now had to stand.
"Hey, who touched my butt!?"
"Dude, move aside, your dagger is pressed against me."
"Holy crap, who pooped here?!"
The sounds rose and fell in a dense chorus, like the chirping of cicadas in summer. The clouds above Star Luo Plaza seemed to have dispersed considerably due to the noise below, and the bright sunlight bathed everyone and everything in the square in a golden glow.
Anyone would think today would be a bright and sunny day.
But just half an hour later, the sky suddenly changed, and large swaths of dark clouds swept in from the distant horizon, quickly blocking out the sunlight completely.
A light drizzle fell gently, as if draping the city in a veil, its gentle appearance resembling the pure and innocent figure in a young man's dream, captivating him completely.
"It's raining." Ling Luochеn raised his hand and caught a raindrop, a faint hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
Ice and water share the same origin; in an environment rich in water elements, she can also be amplified, Ultimate Ice also becomes a more perfect and ubiquitous conductor.
In contrast to Ling Luochеn's joy, Ma Xiaotao's expression remained indifferent.
If she could, she would love for the finals to be held in a volcano or a desert, so that even Titled Douluo wouldn't be able to defeat her easily, and might even be burned to a crisp by her.
Half an hour later, several loud bells rang out from the depths of the imperial city, and the entire Star Luo Plaza, or rather the entire bustling Star Luo City, fell silent at that moment.
Xu Jiawei took the stage again to give a speech. He was very good at stirring up emotions. When he finished his speech, deafening cheers and shouts resounded through the sky again, and the momentum was more than twice as strong as during the previous semi-final.
In the rest area of the Shrek Academy, two pale-faced figures sat side by side. They were Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who had just woken up from their coma yesterday.
At this moment, although the two were sitting together, they were not as close as usual. Instead, they maintained a distance of about a fist between them, neither daring to get closer, and neither speaking.
But if you look closely, you'll notice a hint of embarrassment and helplessness hidden deep in their expressions.
Huo Yuhao was embarrassed to discover that his closest brother, with whom he shared a bed and even possessed Martial Soul Fusion Skill, was actually a woman.
So the fair skin he had seen and the soft, rounded feel he had experienced before must have been...
Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but squeeze his legs together, and his ears even felt a little hot.
There was no way around it; the innocent young Huo Yuhao had never been so intimate with a girl before, so much so that even the smallest thing now filled him with indescribable excitement and complex emotions when he recalled it.
On the other hand, Wang Dong's idea was much simpler than Huo Yuhao's.
Initially, she never imagined that she and Huo Yuhao would develop such a close relationship, to the point that the male identity she initially used to disguise herself gradually became a shackle and a source of trouble.
But what she didn't expect was that during a short period of unconsciousness, her true identity as a woman was revealed.
Moreover, the other party was a veteran powerhouse of the same generation as Mu En, so she couldn't possibly complain or question him because of his higher seniority.
Out of shyness, she was too embarrassed to take the initiative to explain to Huo Yuhao, making the atmosphere between the two particularly awkward at this moment.
Another silence fell, and finally, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but speak first:
"Hey Wang Dong, why did you pretend to be a boy before?"
Wang Dong glanced at Huo Yuhao, then quickly looked away before answering in a seemingly casual manner:
"What's it to you? Can't I have fun?"
Huo Yuhao's expression darkened, and then he said:
"So everything we did before, even our friendship, was just you playing me?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's eyes widened suddenly, and then he turned his head in disbelief:
"What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever play with you?"
Huo Yuhao, put your hand on your heart and ask yourself, apart from lying to you about your gender, which is the least important thing, have I ever lied to you in any other way?
I gave you my whole heart, and this is how you see me in the end? I was wrong after all...
As he spoke, Wang Dong buried his head in his knees and then let out a soft sob.
Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao was immediately stunned.
As a naive virgin, he had no idea about the intricacies of interacting with girls. He only knew that Wang Dong seemed to have been hurt by his words and that's why she cried. His intention was simply to make a joke to ease the tension.
"Don't cry, Wang Dong. It was my fault. I shouldn't have said that. I'm so sorry. If it's really that bad, you can hit me. I'll do anything to calm you down..."
Huo Yuhao, flustered and confused, tried to comfort Wang Dong, but instead of calming down, Wang Dong cried even more violently and fiercely.
Huo Yuhao was at his wits' end. At this moment, he found it surprisingly difficult to coax a girl, even more so than the crucial competition he had just faced.
Seeing that Beibei and the others' attention had been drawn to this place, especially by Jiang Nannan's murderous glare, Huo Yuhao trembled. He then gritted his teeth and lowered his voice to say to Wang Dong:
"Grandma, I'm begging you, please don't cry. I shouldn't have joked like that with you. You're my most important friend, regardless of gender, age, or any obstacles. You'll always be my best friend, Huo Yuhao."
After a pause, Huo Yuhao added in an even softer voice:
"Starting today, how about I be your male servant for three days, the kind you can do whatever you want with me..."
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's two sentences, Wang Dong's sobs gradually subsided.
After a long while, a low sob came from between her knees:
Are you telling the truth?
Upon hearing this voice, Huo Yuhao shuddered, then nodded repeatedly and said:
"I guarantee it's true. If it's a lie, may I be struck by lightning."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but swallow.
Wang Dong just used her natural voice, that clear and melodious girlish voice, instead of the previous one.
In that instant, Huo Yuhao could clearly feel his heart pounding violently.
Seeing Huo Yuhao make a promise, Wang Dong slowly raised his head, but as soon as he did, Huo Yuhao froze in place.
There wasn't a single tear on Wang Dong's face; all that remained was a beautiful, smiling face and a youthful liveliness and mischievousness.
But Huo Yuhao felt no resentment or anger at being mocked. He stared blankly at Wang Dong's face, then said, word by word:
" Wang Dong, you're so beautiful and smell so good..."