First Meeting with Wang Dong

The next morning

Huo Yuhao stretched and slowly got up.

"Ah, that was such a comfortable sleep. Sure enough, life without those people bothering me is wonderful."

Over the past few years, whenever he stayed somewhere for more than one night,

people from the Holy Spirit Cult would come looking for him the next day.

After entering Shrek Academy, Evil Soul Masters had never appeared again.

Click!

The dormitory door was pushed open, and an arrogant-looking student walked in.

She had pinkish-blue hair and unusual pupils. Though a girl, she had handsome, masculine features and was exceptionally beautiful.

She was around 1.6 meters tall, slightly shorter than the 1.7-meter Huo Yuhao.

The newcomer was Tang San's daughter, Tang Wutong, now going by the name "Wang Dong."

"Blind?"

Wang Dong glanced at Huo Yuhao, who wore an eyepatch.

Huo Yuhao smiled. "It's because of my Martial Soul. I'm not blind."

Hearing that, Wang Dong said nothing more and tossed her backpack onto the bed.

Crossing her arms, she said coolly,

"Since you cleaned the dormitory so thoroughly, I'll allow you to live with me for now."

"But there are a few rules you must follow."

"First, don't casually bring people back to the dormitory. Second, don't walk around naked in the dormitory and disgust me. Third, don't snore. Fourth, don't disturb me."

"Fifth, you'll be responsible for cleaning the dormitory from now on, but don't touch my bed."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Huo Yuhao could only smile bitterly.

This girl really was full of herself.

No wonder even the honest Huo Yuhao from the original story had been unable to resist hitting her.

"I have one rule too. If you agree to it, then I'll agree to yours."

Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

Wang Dong frowned.

Still, she had proposed five conditions, so it was no big deal for someone else to raise one.

"Fine, but whether I agree depends on what it is."

Huo Yuhao got out of bed and walked up to Wang Dong. "I like holding someone while I sleep at night. If you agree to that, I'll agree to your terms."

"Are you joking with me?"

Wang Dong's face darkened.

Even if the boy before her was very handsome, she would never agree to such an unreasonable request.

Huo Yuhao shrugged with a smile. "Didn't you start by joking with me?"

Wang Dong said disdainfully, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you out and make you get the hell out of this dormitory forever."

Huo Yuhao said indifferently, "If you have the ability, the dormitory is yours. I'd be fine sleeping on the street."

"Hmph!" Wang Dong sneered.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Before asking someone else's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

Huo Yuhao asked with a smile.

Wang Dong smiled faintly. "Wang Dong."

"Huo Yuhao."

With both hands in his pockets, Huo Yuhao left the dormitory first.

Wang Dong frowned. "Damn, why is this guy even cockier than me? Especially that look like he doesn't care about anything—it's seriously irritating."

"I'll show you what happens when someone looks down on Wang Dong."

Outside the dormitory building

Wang Dong rotated her wrists, looking as though she were warming up for a fight.

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao had both hands in his pockets and a lollipop in his mouth.

He did not look like he was here to fight at all. He looked more like a bystander here to watch the show.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's lazy appearance, Wang Dong felt a surge of anger.

They were about to fight, and he was still acting so pretentious.

Did he really not take Wang Dong seriously?

No, he wore an eyepatch. He did not put anyone in his eyes.

Wang Dong mocked,

"Oh dear, what a shame. I think the name Huo Yuhao will soon disappear from this place."

Huo Yuhao remained calm and was not affected by Wang Dong's taunt in the slightest.

That only made Wang Dong even angrier.

This guy was really good at putting on an act. She would definitely smash that smug face later.

"Ah! Are those two freshmen fighting? The one with pinkish-blue hair is so handsome!"

"What terrible taste. Obviously, the white-haired one with the eyepatch is hotter. He's the ultimate abstinent-type heartthrob. That pinkish-blue-haired one looks like a sissy. How could she compare to my male god?"

"Yes, yes, the white-haired male god!"

Some of the girls watching were drawn in by the two of them's looks.

Especially Huo Yuhao. Even though only half his face was visible, he had already won over plenty of fangirls.

One could only imagine that if he revealed his entire face, every male student in the academy would be doomed to a lonely life.

Hearing the commotion around him, the white-bearded old man opened his eyes. "Hm?"

"Interesting. I can't see through either of these children."

Hearing the surrounding girls cheering for Huo Yuhao,

Wang Dong felt even more displeased.

She summoned her two Soul Rings, intending to steal back the spotlight.

One yellow, one purple.

They shocked every onlooker.

"God, isn't she a freshman?"

"A Thousand-Year Soul Ring as her second Soul Ring—how did she do that?!"

"See? My male god is still stronger. Two Soul Rings, a Soul Grandmaster, and her second Soul Ring is even a thousand-year one. How can your male god compare?"

"Hmph, just wait. Our male god definitely won't be worse than that sissy!"

The two groups of fangirls began arguing over it.

Seeing this, Wang Dong smiled faintly. "Being handsome is useless, Huo Yuhao. Strength is what makes a man attractive."

Huo Yuhao did not reply. He merely summoned his own Soul Ring.

The moment Wang Dong saw Huo Yuhao's Soul Ring, she shook her head disdainfully.

"A Ten-Year Soul Ring... Is that all you've got?"

"I'm really curious how you managed to enroll here."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed, and she appeared above Huo Yuhao.

"To deal with you, I don't even need to use my Martial Soul!"

"Goodbye!"

As Wang Dong spoke, she raised her right leg and viciously kicked at Huo Yuhao.

"Our male god is so fast! She's already this strong without using her Martial Soul. Your male god with that Ten-Year Soul Ring probably can't even withstand one hit."

"You..."

Huo Yuhao's supporters lost confidence as well.

How could a one-ring Soul Master possibly be a match for a two-ring Soul Grandmaster?

Besides, his first Soul Ring was merely the most worthless Ten-Year Soul Ring.

They had even less confidence now.

In their hearts, Huo Yuhao's image changed from an unfathomable, mysterious male god into nothing more than a pretty vase.

Wang Dong frowned and asked,

"A Soul Skill?"

Huo Yuhao remained still, his hands still in his pockets.

Yet her leg was stopped forty centimeters away from Huo Yuhao, unable to advance even an inch.

"What do you think?"

Huo Yuhao pulled the lollipop from his mouth, looking perfectly at ease.

"Damn it! It's just a defensive Soul Skill. What are you acting so smug for?!"

Wang Dong was furious.

This guy was obviously so weak. What gave him the right to act so full of himself?

Did he really think he could beat her?

One Soul Ring, and only a defensive Soul Skill at that.

What could he use to defeat her?

"A ten-year Soul Skill? I can break it easily without even using my Martial Soul!"

With that, Wang Dong's legs lashed out like whips, striking continuously at Huo Yuhao.

But no matter how fast Wang Dong's legs moved or how much force she used,

she could never break through Huo Yuhao's defense. They always stopped forty centimeters away.

Facing Wang Dong's storm-like barrage, Huo Yuhao remained unhurried. He took cake, chocolate, and other sweets from the White Tiger Ring,

and happily ate them.

Seeing this, Wang Dong stomped her foot in anger.

"Bastard, can you show me some respect? We're fighting!"

Huo Yuhao said as he ate, "You fight yours, I'll eat mine. What's the problem?"

The moment those words came out, Wang Dong's attacks became even more relentless.

"Eat, then! Keep eating! Once I break that turtle shell of yours, I'll make you eat my fists until you're full!"