Huo Yuhao: You Can Get Lost Now (Part 2)

The surroundings were filled with the fawning praise of young girls. Under normal circumstances, this young master would have been floating on air, oblivious to his own name, but at this moment, his eyes held only fury.

Huo Yuhao frowned in disgust. "What a nuisance."

As the youth flew toward the window, he was met head-on by a heavy punch.

"Yula!"

He flew backward at a speed even faster than when he arrived, slamming into the ground once more.

"One yellow, one purple? Not bad. Huh? Could this martial soul be..."

Except for himself, this was the first time Huo Yuhao had seen someone capable of absorbing a soul ring beyond their level.

However, after the brief exchange, Huo Yuhao realized this person was far too weak; he didn't even need to use his martial soul to deal with him.

If he had to resort to his martial soul just to fight a Great Soul Master, he would be lowering his own status as a Soul Venerable and doing a disservice to his three powerful martial souls.

As it turned out, Baili Du and Electrolux had raised little Huo a bit too well... With a body tempered by the Dragon God's bloodline, combined with the mastery of ultimate light and darkness, and the Spirit Eye that amplified his emotional power, even empty-handed, little Huo was an absolute stat monster.

This fellow had undoubtedly walked into a trap, for this little Huo was by no means a soft-hearted pushover.

"Not even as good as a Wind Baboon." Muttering to himself to avoid unnecessary trouble, Huo Yuhao vaulted down from the window.

After Huo Yuhao landed with a graceful hawk-like maneuver, the youth scrambled up from the ground. His luxurious white combat outfit was now filthy, his handsome little face smudged with dirt, and half his cheek was swollen.

The old man guarding the dormitory entrance removed the book covering his face and looked toward Huo Yuhao with interest.

"...I'm going to kill you!" The youth roared, his first hundred-year soul ring lighting up as he charged at Huo Yuhao.

One could see his forewings turning completely azure, while the clusters of golden light patterns upon them radiated outward, instantly forming a three-inch-wide golden edge along the wings that was extremely sharp.

Huo Yuhao tilted his head. These were... butterfly wings, and they possessed the light attribute.

A butterfly martial soul with a light aura, and it looked quite magnificent... Huo Yuhao suddenly understood. So that was it; it was a Radiant Goddess Butterfly!

Uncle Baili Du had specifically taught him that the Radiant Goddess Butterfly martial soul only appeared on girls... so this person was a girl disguised as a boy.

That explained all her strange demands.

Although he understood why this person was so troublesome, the fact that he was going to beat him—no, her—up remained unchanged.

Then, a scene unfolded that seemed perfectly natural to Huo Yuhao, but inconceivable to the youth.

The golden butterfly wings slashed wildly, but Huo Yuhao dodged them perfectly with a movement technique that was both bizarre and exquisite.

Looks like a melee-type soul skill. The sharpness is decent, but hitting me will be a bit difficult... Huo Yuhao thought as he shifted and dodged the slashing wings.

Compared to the [Treading Snow Seeking Plum] footwork Baili Du had taught him, the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track wasn't even worth mentioning.

The youth with powder-blue hair was stunned. This is impossible! How can I not even touch his clothes!

What the youth found even more unbearable was that Huo Yuhao hadn't even activated his martial soul... It meant he was being beaten up by someone fighting bare-handed, a gap in strength that was hard to accept.

The old man at the entrance widened his dim eyes, watching the incredibly relaxed Huo Yuhao in astonishment.

The Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track? No! It's far more refined than that. What kind of footwork is this?

"You're so sluggish it's annoying." Huo Yuhao muttered in dissatisfaction, then pivoted to dodge a slash and kicked the youth hard in the backside.

The youth felt an indescribable, powerful force strike his rear, stumbling and falling to the ground for the third time.

Clutching his backside in shame and anger, he glared at Huo Yuhao with powder-blue eyes, his terrifying expression suggesting he wanted to swallow him whole.

The softness and elasticity felt through his foot confirmed one thing to Huo Yuhao.

Did you think I wouldn't hit you just because you're a girl? Sorry, but I, Huo Yuhao, have always been a firm supporter of gender equality.

Huo Yuhao crossed his arms, his delicate, cute face full of disdain as he said haughtily, "What? Still not convinced?"

Struggling for a moment, the youth climbed up with difficulty. Though panting, he said with murderous intent, "You... I'm going to kill you!"

He flapped his wings and flew into the air. Ignoring his depleted soul power, his purple thousand-year soul ring lit up, and golden light orbs began to condense around him.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye swept over him. After sensing the power within, his previously haughty expression turned completely cold.

He had originally thought the other party was just a spoiled princess raised in a bubble, and that giving her a lesson would be enough to make her remember.

But he hadn't expected her princess complex to be so deep-seated and incurable.

Not just Huo Yuhao, but the old man's gaze also grew heavy, a hint of disappointment flickering in his eyes.

Thinking of using a finishing move just because you suffered a minor setback; with such a temperament, you'll never achieve anything great.

Just as the youth flapped his wings to hover and prepare his ultimate attack, Huo Yuhao leaped high like a ghost, instantly grabbing the youth's ankle.

Using a leverage technique that would have infuriated Newton, he swung the youth in a wide arc in mid-air and slammed him hard into the ground.

"Boom!"

Head-first, at that.

Passing students and freshmen peeking out from the dorms pointed and whispered.

"Hey, look, that blue-haired one is really good-looking too."

"And he's so strong! He took down a Great Soul Master without even using his martial soul. Could he be a Soul Venerable?"

Huo Yuhao landed lightly on the ground and brushed off his hands. Ignoring the chattering voices, he walked over to the youth and looked down at him, a deep blue halo seemingly swirling within his eyes, causing the very temperature of the air to drop.

The old man at the doorway narrowed his eyes slightly; he could actually feel a hint of martial soul suppression emanating from Huo Yuhao!

What was this little fellow's martial soul? Was it also a dragon-type? To think it could make his own martial soul feel stifled!

"Cough, cough, cough..." The powder-blue-haired youth struggled to climb to his feet. Her physical constitution was exceptional; by Huo Yuhao's estimation, that strike earlier would have knocked out even a thousand-year Wind Baboon, yet this tomboy was surprisingly unscathed.

It was clear at a glance that she came from a wealthy family, having been raised on no shortage of rare treasures and herbs.