Freshman Assessment Finals

"Freshman Class One, Huo Yuhao's team, step forward to draw lots." This time, Huo Yuhao's group was the first to draw.

Huo Yuhao stepped forward. Yan Shaozhe had not interacted with him this time, so he naturally did not have much of an impression of him. He simply watched Huo Yuhao's actions with his usual gentle expression.

Huo Yuhao did not even carefully examine the lot distribution. He casually picked one up, gave Yan Shaozhe a slight nod, then handed it over to Du Weilun.

He could not bring himself to do something like the original's ninety-degree bow. In his previous life, he had seen plenty of bosses putting on a show of enthusiasm for tasks that required no real effort.

"Freshman Class One, Huo Yuhao's team, lot number two." After Du Weilun announced it loudly, Huo Yuhao immediately stepped down from the platform.

Zhou Yi was staring at the elevated platform. Her only seeded team had been quite lucky, making it into the semifinals. Now it depended on whether they would face Dai Huabin or Huo Yuhao.

"Freshman Class Five, Dai Huabin's team, draw lots."

At the call, Dai Huabin strode forward.

Huo Yuhao controlled his emotions well, as though last night's unpleasantness in the cafeteria had never happened. Wang Dong, however, clenched her fists unhappily, her gaze fixed tightly on Dai Huabin as he drew.

Clearly, Wang Dong, who did not like leaving grudges overnight, hoped Dai Huabin would draw Group Two directly, so the feud between their teams could be settled that very morning.

Unfortunately, heaven did not grant their wish. Whether it had been fate or not, Huo Yuhao's team drew Zhou Yi's seeded team—the team, like theirs, with three two-ringed Soul Grandmasters.

Huo Yuhao could not even figure out where Zhou Yi had dug up three two-ringed Soul Grandmasters, but they had simply refreshed like NPCs. There was nothing he could do but accept it.

Still, it did not matter. The student assignments among the classes had long since become a complete mess in this life. Aside from Dai Huabin still being in Class Five, there was nothing much that resembled the original.

If even Mu Jin could bet on the three of them defeating Ning Tian's group, what was impossible?

Interestingly, Zhou Yi's seeded team was not Zhou Sichen's trio, but three people whose names Huo Yuhao had never even heard.

Their martial souls were rather interesting. One pair of twins both possessed Skyscraper War Eagle martial souls, while the last person used his own index and middle fingers as his martial soul.

Huo Yuhao's team barely had to exert any effort before ending the battle, leaving Dai Huabin's Class Five team far behind in terms of how quickly they finished their match.

Zhou Yi's expression turned completely dark. Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the railing, and under the force of her Soul Emperor-level Soul Power, it bent slightly.

With her team losing so miserably, Zhou Yi could not be bothered to watch the remaining matches and was the first to turn and leave.

Naturally, there was no suspense for Dai Huabin's team either. Though they handled things somewhat slower than Huo Yuhao's team, they still defeated Zhou Sichen's group in a very short time.

That afternoon, both sides arrived at the venue early, making preparations while observing their opponents in the distance.

Although Dai Huabin had not recognized Huo Yuhao, he could naturally sense the threat posed by Huo Yuhao's team.

Judging by cultivation alone, they should have won no matter what. But there were many things that should happen, and none of them were absolute.

Just as Huo Yuhao could not understand how Zhou Yi had pulled three two-ringed Soul Grandmasters out of nowhere to form a seeded team, Dai Huabin likewise could not understand where Huo Yuhao had found a second martial soul.

Judging purely by looks, Huo Yuhao really did not seem like the sort of prodigy who could possess Twin Martial Souls.

Moreover, no matter how he looked at them, the Titan Snow Demon and Huo Yuhao's eyes did not seem to be existences of the same grade.

Dai Huabin's vigilance did not end there. Before the match officially began, he had specifically sought out Ning Tian's group at noon and learned that Huo Yuhao's first soul skill continuously weakened his opponents.

Was that not a domain with weaker effects and less amplification?

That was Dai Huabin's first thought after hearing Ning Tian's description.

Xuan Zi and several other elders seated in the stands were also curious about this matter.

After hearing Wang Yan's words, Xuan Zi had gone to watch several of Huo Yuhao's recent matches out of trust in his disciple. Although he had not seen Huo Yuhao's second martial soul,

the effects of Huo Yuhao's first soul skill had still interested Xuan Zi. At the same time, the ice-element power around him made Xuan Zi think he could be used to help Ma Xiaotao.

However, Yan Shaozhe had shelved the proposal rather than approving it immediately.

After all, Ma Xiaotao's flames were Extreme Fire. Ordinary ice would have little effect on her and might even provoke an even more frenzied backlash from the Evil Fire.

Yan Shaozhe did not care about Huo Yuhao's life, but he valued his own disciple's life greatly.

Until he saw exactly what Huo Yuhao's second martial soul was like, Yan Shaozhe would not make a decision.

Under a chain of butterfly effects and subsequent reactions, this Freshman Assessment drew far more complicated attention than in the original, and far more people were involved.

What had begun as the minor matter of Qian Duoduo and Yan Shaozhe scheming against each other had skipped over the Ice Empress entirely and become an event that alarmed nearly half of Sea God Pavilion.

At this moment, the referee had already entered the spacious Assessment Area. All the partitions had been removed at noon, revealing the enormous field.

The referee beckoned to both sides at once, signaling them to enter.

Unlike the previous elimination matches, where the referee announced the start immediately after calling both sides onto the field, this referee first summoned Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin before him. The two members of each team followed one step behind their captain, gathering before the referee.

"The rules for this match have been adjusted. Flying soul masters on both sides may fly within ten meters of the ground. You also do not need to hold back. I will control the limits of the match. At the same time, once I rescue you, it means you have been eliminated, and your match is over. Do you understand?"

After both sides announced their names, they retreated to the edges of the arena under the referee's direction.

Dai Huabin stared at Huo Yuhao, unconcealed killing intent in his eyes. Clearly, he had already treated this match as a fight to the death.

Huo Yuhao's gaze, however, satisfied those sharp-eyed elders even more. There was no anger or desire in his eyes, only the cold scrutiny of a pure hunter watching his prey.

It was as though Huo Yuhao would pounce at any moment and tear Dai Huabin apart completely.

Very soon, both sides reached the edge of the field. The complete Assessment Area was enormous, and in each other's eyes, their opponents had become exceedingly small...