On the Viewing Platform
Yan Shaozhe covered his face. "This kid really has a twisted sense of humor."
Qian Duoduo burst into laughter. "Hahaha, worthy of being a Core Disciple of my Soul Guidance Department—smart enough!"
Ma Xiaotao covered her mouth and smiled sweetly. "Using someone else as a weapon... only this guy could come up with something like that."
Tang Ya smiled. "Yuhao is so clever. As long as he keeps holding that guy, this match is as good as won."
Xu Sanshi said, "Mm... Yuhao's move is seriously amazing. I should try it next time too."
Jiang Nannan laughed happily at the amusing sight. "Hahaha, this is so funny."
Bei Bei gripped the railing tightly. "Dai Huabin, are you out of your damn mind? Shoot! Just shoot already!!!"
On the arena
Dai Huabin was humiliated beyond measure.
He wanted nothing more than to crawl into a crack in the ground.
The legitimate son of the White Tiger Duke was being wielded as a weapon by someone else.
If word of this got out, people would laugh themselves to death.
Dai Huabin's hatred for Huo Yuhao grew even stronger. If he were not dizzy and disoriented right now,
he would have crippled Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul with a poison needle, then used his Third Soul Skill.
He would have sent Huo Yuhao straight to Western Paradise.
"No... blegh~"
Before Dai Huabin could resist, he was swung around until he vomited.
A spray of yellowish-white viscous matter splattered out.
It flew toward Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie.
"Fuck me, it comes with ranged attacks too?"
"Run!"
Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie hurriedly dodged, terrified that the next bout of vomit would land on them.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao gave off the distinct impression of a mop covered in