Huo Yuhao walked over with his hands in his pockets and immediately kicked the boy in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground again.
That odd, slightly raised sensation under his foot? He'd just pretend he hadn't noticed.
The boy coughed several times, then turned over and braced himself on the ground, seemingly trying to get up. Huo Yuhao wasn't about to let him. He stepped forward and planted his left foot on the boy's back, pressing down lightly and pinning him beneath his foot. "You lost."
His strength was definitely no less than that of a strength-type Soul Emperor.
"Get up!" the boy snarled, but his eyes were full of resentment and indignation.
Huo Yuhao ground his foot down again, pressing the boy even more firmly into the dirt.
"Get one thing straight: you're the one asking me for a favor. You'd better watch your tone. I don't mind keeping you like this; I'm not the one who's going to be embarrassed."
"Who lost?!" The boy struggled with all his might, but the difference in their strength was simply too great. It was all in vain.
Huo Yuhao pursed his lips, but the pressure of his foot remained firm. "So you lost and won't admit it? I haven't even activated my Martial Soul. If I were you, I'd take a good look at the difference between us."
"You... You dare step on me?! I'll kill you for this!" As he spoke, a golden trident symbol glimmered faintly on his forehead, hidden beneath his bangs.
To Huo Yuhao's surprise, the killing intent in the boy's voice was entirely real.
Maybe she really had done this sort of thing more than once...
Just then, Electrolux's voice sounded.
"Yuhao, there may truly be something strange about this tomboy. I can sense a formidable divine sense protecting her. You'd better let her go for now."
Huo Yuhao was startled. "Teacher, do you mean there's an existence like you inside her?"
Electrolux's voice was grave. "Yes... and it's no low-level presence. Even at my peak, I'm afraid I couldn't contend with it. Be careful. Don't get entangled with her. Keep your distance!"
If even his teacher took her so seriously, there was definitely something wrong with her!
A girl going around dressed as a boy for no reason, with a powerful divine sense inside her—those facts spoke for themselves.
Since avoiding a loss was a win, Huo Yuhao lifted his foot and warily stepped back twice.
Once the boy got up, Huo Yuhao's cold voice rang out.
"Originally, I could've put up with all those ridiculous demands of yours—not because I was afraid of you, but out of respect for a future roommate."
As he spoke, Huo Yuhao's voice suddenly turned icy. The boy couldn't help shivering. Just hearing that voice seemed to send an indescribable chill piercing into his soul.
"But now, it seems you... aren't worthy of my respect."
Then Huo Yuhao raised his voice. "Now, pick up your things and get out! I don't want to see you staying in this dormitory any longer! Just like you said earlier, if you stay in this dorm for a day, I'll beat you for a day, until you get out!"
"Waaah... You... you're bullying me... I'm going to get Big Uncle and Second Uncle to kill you! Waaah..."
To everyone's surprise, the boy burst into tears right there.
Snot and tears streamed down his face as he sobbed like a little girl, no longer caring about his appearance. His already dirty face was now streaked like a kitten's.
Huo Yuhao snorted, showing no sympathy at all. "Crying? Crying counts too! Now pick up your things and get lost!"
Apparently frightened by Huo Yuhao, the boy clenched his teeth and tried not to cry again. After a long while, he finally managed to force out a few words.
"...Just you wait!"
His mouth was still defiant, but his body was honest: he ran back to the dormitory building first, presumably to pack his things.
Huo Yuhao gave a disdainful snort, clasped his hands behind his head, and sauntered back to the dormitory.
The old gatekeeper at the dormitory entrance watched Huo Yuhao's retreating figure intently, his eyes narrowing to slits.
A profound light, forged by time and experience, flashed through his once-cloudy yellow eyes, along with a complicated look.
At last, he'd found a genius who could inherit his mantle.
Defeating a Soul Grandmaster with bare hands, one whose Soul Rings exceeded the standard age limit—there was no question about his talent. But his temperament was too unyielding; he still needed some training.
His lips moved slightly, but his voice rang out from the dean's office several thousand meters away. "Shaozhe, handle this personally. Make that princess of the Clear Sky Sect behave herself at Shrek Academy! If she won't, have her stay in the girls' dormitory. If she keeps causing trouble, send her back to the Clear Sky Sect."
Yan Shaozhe was drinking tea in his office when the sudden voice startled him. Though he wondered why his teacher cared so much about the Clear Sky Sect's cross-dressing princess, he answered instinctively.
"Yes, Teacher. I'll take care of it right away!"
Dormitory 207.
The pink-and-blue-haired boy gritted his teeth as he watched Huo Yuhao sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed, apparently waiting for him to leave. He looked reluctantly at the dormitory he'd worked so hard to clean.
A hint of regret spread through his heart. If only he'd spoken nicely from the start, would things have gotten so bad...? But if he stayed, wouldn't Huo Yuhao beat him every day?
The boy had some confidence in his own strength, but if he couldn't even beat the Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul, how much difference would the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul make?
Was Huo Yuhao a Soul Elder? But could a Soul Elder beat him up without using his Martial Soul?
Was he really a new student?
He'd wanted to say something to salvage the situation, but when he saw Huo Yuhao's icy, emotionless blue eyes, he couldn't help shivering.
He'd better leave. Maybe he could even get a room to himself... Consoling himself with that thought, the boy used his Storage Soul Tool to put away all his belongings.
As he reached the door, Huo Yuhao's leisurely voice came from behind him. "Oh, right. Thanks for cleaning the dormitory. Don't let the door hit you on the way out. Hope you find a good roommate."
The boy clenched his fists and spun around, glaring at Huo Yuhao. "My name is Wang Dong! Remember it! I'll definitely beat you!"
Huo Yuhao clapped perfunctorily. "Good for you."
Seeing Huo Yuhao's attitude, Wang Dong's face flushed with anger. She turned and left the dormitory, deliberately slamming the door on her way out.
What a tantrum... Huo Yuhao pursed his lips and began putting away his own things.
Dormitory 108.
Lan Xuanyu lay on his bed, rubbing the injury on his inner thigh.
Shrek Academy in this era was far worse than in his own! Never mind the density of the Heaven and Earth Essence; just look at the dormitories. Back in his day, their dorms had been villas along Sea God Lake! They'd had every kind of cultivation environment. And now? Just a tiny double room, like a prison cell.
They charged such expensive tuition and gave students a dump like this to live in?
But what puzzled him most was where Huo Yuhao had gone. He hadn't joined the Tang Sect, and Lan Xuanyu hadn't found any trace of him inside Shrek Academy...
Just as his thoughts were racing, the dormitory door suddenly swung open.
Lan Xuanyu instinctively sat up. It had to be his roommate.
A head of somewhat familiar... pink-and-blue hair poked in...
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