Post-Battle Review
After his sparring session with Hu Gan came to an end, Huo Yuhao, holding the appointment scroll, walked back to the dormitory area with a blank expression.
As he passed the familiar little pond in front of the dormitory building, Zi Guang habitually glanced at the warning sign. The sign had been updated. This time it wasn't a fishing net anymore, but something much simpler and clearer:
A silly-looking carp, with a conspicuous red fork on its exterior.
Huo Yuhao's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Why was the person in charge of this aspect of the academy so lazy that they couldn't even put in the effort to write these few words?
Huo Yuhao's gaze fell upon the pond. Sure enough, the figure of that "slacking-off senior" was still there, standing beside the pond, casting his fishing net in the water, as if the new sign had nothing to do with him.
"Senior, isn't fishing prohibited here?" Huo Yuhao asked the same question again.
"Hey--you've misunderstood again!" The slacker senior didn't turn around, still dressed the same as before, his smug voice ringing out. "This sign means carp are prohibited in the pond," so I'm responding to the college's call to ensure no carp escapes punishment here!
"Is that so?" Huo Yuhao was speechless.
"Of course! The academy must be doing this to train us!"
The same dialogue, the same scene, the same carp appearing on the lake.
Of course, with the same shout of "Now!", the slacking senior disappeared into the water once more.
Huo Yuhao used his Qi Control Art again to pull him and his fish out.
"Hey hey, thanks bro, I'll share a grilled fish with you later!"
When the slacking-off senior looked up, Huo Yuhao was already gone.
Without exchanging any more words with the senior who was slacking off, Huo Yuhao headed straight for the dormitory entrance. As soon as he got closer, he saw the senior who had been disturbing the peace with his flute playing. He was now holding a large bouquet of vibrant flowers, leaning against the wall next to the dormitory entrance, his eyes occasionally drifting towards the girls' dormitory, as if he was waiting for someone.
Huo Yuhao had no interest in this and walked into the boys' dormitory without looking at them.
Just then, one of the flute-playing senior's best friends nudged him with his elbow, lowering his voice with a mischievous grin. "Hey! Look! Isn't that the blue-haired girl you've been talking about all the time? She's actually in the boys' dorm? Does she have a boyfriend?"
The senior student who plays the flute didn't even turn his head, his tone filled with absolute certainty and impatience. "What a joke! How could she possibly enter the boys' dormitory? Don't spread rumors!"
Huo Yuhao didn't pause at all, as if he hadn't heard the whispers behind him, and his figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the dormitory building.
Back in his room, Huo Yuhao changed out of his sweat-soaked school uniform, washed it, and hung it to dry.
After changing into casual clothes, Huo Yuhao sat down at his desk and began to review his encounter with Vice Dean Hu Gan that day.
The vice dean truly lived up to his reputation as Peak Dou Emperor, his strength far surpassing his own. Aside from unleashing his full power when he withstood his final strike, the opponent clearly held his own throughout the entire battle, never even displaying the signature "control of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi" technique of Dou Wang or higher-level expert. The entire battle seemed more like the opponent feeding him moves, guiding him to showcase his abilities.
This "Dragon-Phoenix Guiding" sword technique, although extremely exquisite and capable of dismantling energy bodies, is limited by one's own Dou Qi cultivation level.
Currently, the limit is probably only enough to barely handle attacks from someone who has just entered the Dou Emperor. If the opponent is any stronger, even if he can still break through their defenses, his reaction speed won't be able to keep up.
While the "Unparalleled Ice Extremity" technique is powerful in its normal state, its effectiveness in combat is comparable to that of swordsmanship. When unleashed at full power, it is already at its limit to break through the defensive Dou Technique of High-Rank Dou Wang.
"Emperor Palm - Great Cold Without Snow" has the limitation of hitting the target's body, but when combined with Ice Explosion Art, it should be able to severely injure some unsuspecting early-stage Dou Emperor.
As for prolonged combat— Huo Yuhao frowned slightly as he looked inward at the "Heavenly Cycle Art" surging within his body, operating far beyond the ordinary advanced Black Grade techniques. While the technique's recovery speed was certainly sufficient, allowing it to be inexhaustible and never-ending, if he faced Dou Wang or even stronger enemy, and the opponent deliberately contested, blocked, or even disrupted the surrounding Heaven and Earth Origin Qi), his advantage as a "perpetual motion machine" would be greatly diminished, perhaps even falling short of the endurance of some mid-to-low-rank Dou Wang.
After summarizing his abilities, Huo Yuhao concluded that his current strength in the Battle Qi Continent was roughly equivalent to a mid-to -High-Rank Dou Wang. If placed in the Douluo Continent, this combat power would be roughly equivalent to Super Douluo.
As night deepened, the Canaan Night Market was brightly lit and bustling with activity. Huo Yuhao and Xiao Yi Xian were sitting in front of a barbecue stall, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation. The aroma of grilled meat mixed with the scents of various snacks filled the air.
Suddenly, a piercing hum of electricity rang out from the amplified Magic Core hanging throughout the academy. Immediately afterward, a male voice, tinged with obvious tension yet unusually high-pitched, resounded throughout the entire academy. "Dear cultivation instructors and classmates, good evening! I am Li Ziming from Class 6 of the third-year Black Grade!"
The reason I'm taking up everyone's time is to announce something: To the blue-haired girl in the girls' dormitory, I—I've liked you for a long time! Ever since I saw you and that purple-haired girl downstairs—"
This sudden public confession silenced the bustling night market for a moment, before erupting into even louder discussions and whistles. Xiao Yi Xian covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes wide with astonishment.
"Brother Huo Yuhao! Someone confessed their love to you!" Xiao Yi Xian waved a barbecue skewer in front of Huo Yuhao's stunned eyes, a few drops of oil splashing onto his face.
"Damn, that's really brave! Hey! Old Lin, this Li Ziming, doesn't he sound familiar?" Yan Hao put down his lamb leg in front of a campfire on the back mountain and asked Lin Xiuya across the fire.
Lin Xiuya put down the fire tongs and recalled briefly, "Oh, it's that girl who likes Han Yue. She came to our class to confess her love before and got kicked out."
"So he's already fallen for someone else?" Yan Hao picked up the lamb leg again, tore off a bite, and mumbled between chews, "Who does he like this time?"
"I don't know." Lin Xiuya shook his head. "But I do know that the academy is about to release new school regulations."
The broadcast had barely lasted a few seconds when it was abruptly interrupted by another furious shout, "Li Ziming! You bastard! This is the academy radio station! It's not a place for you to go crazy! Get out of here!"
"Stop! Stop!" Li Ziming's voice still echoed throughout the campus via the loudspeaker, "I'm bravely pursuing my love, and the college hasn't forbidden it! You blue-haired girl, if you also have feelings for me, let's meet by the Central Lake!"
"Hey, I remember the one with blue hair—" Suddenly, a cheeky voice rang out over the loudspeaker. "Wasn't it reported in the Canaan Times? Actually, it was a—"
The word "pervert" almost slipped out of my mouth!
Huo Yuhao's face darkened. Canaan Times? Radio station? Pervert? The combination of these words instantly reminded him of some unpleasant rumors brought about by the Canaan Times.
Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Yuhao's powerful mental energy instantly locked onto the location of the broadcasting station. He didn't move, but an invisible yet incredibly powerful mental wave, spanning a great distance, silently crashed into the small space of the broadcasting station!
[Soul Blast]!
The heated argument inside the radio station abruptly ceased. Only a reassuring silence remained on the radio.