A Maiden's Rage Outweighs All Love Talk

Having watched countless anime in his previous life, Huo Yuhao knew he could not choose in a life-or-death dilemma like this. He had to find a way to muddle through.

Then he would reject them by naming a quality neither of them possessed.

"Do you know why the road is so flat?"

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo tilted their heads together as if pondering it, then lowered their eyes to look at their unremarkable chests.

"Because losers like you don't have any stones."

Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Heavenly Net!

"Let's talk this out! Don't resort to violence!"

Huo Yuhao could not understand it. This move had clearly worked so well in both anime and novels, so why did it fail when he used it?

Was this why a maiden's rage outweighed all love talk?

Their crystalline blue hair lashed about wildly. Since they had already lost two matches and could no longer enter the elimination round, there was no need to hold back their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. They unleashed it directly.

"Help!" At Huo Yuhao's shout, the hair's movements stalled. He infused spiritual power into his voice, slowing the Lan sisters' actions. With a twist of his body, he dodged the first wave of attacks.

Butterfly Goddess's Light!

Without even looking back, Huo Yuhao flung several orbs of light behind him, blocking the hair's assault.

Huo Yuhao looked toward the dormitories ahead. As long as he reached that place...

Oh no.

At some point, strands of hair had wrapped around his ankles. They suddenly tightened, hoisting him upside down.

Heh, could they reconcile?

To stop Huo Yuhao from begging for mercy, the two thoughtfully extended a clump of hair and stuffed it into his mouth. It even carried a pleasant fragrance.

"Mmph! Mmph mmph mmph!"

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo looked at the upside-down Huo Yuhao and were just about to speak when golden light flashed in his eyes. Both of them felt their heads spin, as though they had been struck by a hammer, and collapsed to the ground.

With Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo unconscious, they naturally could not maintain their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Huo Yuhao also fell to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! You popped the champagne at halftime, and now you've paid for it, haven't you?"

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo woke up in the school infirmary. They looked around, but Huo Yuhao was long gone.

"You're awake. I heard from the student who brought you here that you fainted from overexerting yourselves in cultivation. How diligent," the healing Soul Master in the infirmary said admiringly.

Only then did Susu and Luoluo remember what had happened, and their faces flushed with rage again.

"Huo Yutong!"

That day's lessons mainly covered a summary of the round-robin matches and the rules for tomorrow's elimination round. Just like in the original story, New Student Class One had retained the most students. It seemed Zhou Yi could teach students well without expelling people on a massive scale.

The elimination round consisted of two matches per day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. There were sixty-four teams in total, and the top four would receive special rewards.

As soon as class ended, Huo Yuhao threw himself into cultivation. The method of attaching spiritual power to his voice in yesterday's emergency had proven very useful. Today, he could try developing more applications for it. The spiritual combat technique he had originally developed through his gaze was already quite good, and it felt as though it had reached the level of a soul skill.

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo did not come looking for him that day. Otherwise, what would they even say after coming over? That they had lashed out in embarrassment after being rejected and still failed to beat him?

Though there were a few "minor variables" in the details, it was not wrong if one thought about it carefully...

The first day of the elimination round, Assessment District.

"Xuan Zi, you're here." On the raised platform in the Assessment District, Wang Yan bowed to a slovenly old man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes.

The old man held a crispy roast chicken leg in one hand and a purplish-red wine gourd in the other, taking a bite of meat and a swallow of wine with great enjoyment. In response to Wang Yan's bow, he merely grunted.

This man was Xuan Zi, one of the elders of Sea God Pavilion. His Martial Soul was the Godly Taotie Bull, his title was Taotie, and he was a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo.

"The three little ones I mentioned before are over there. They..." Perhaps because Wang Yan had met Huo Yuhao earlier, Xuan Zi had arrived earlier as well.

"Go on, go on. I'll take a look myself." Faced with Xuan Zi's impatience, Wang Yan did not dare say more. He answered, "Yes," and left.

"Both sides, enter and announce your names!" With the proctor's shout, the first elimination match began.

When Huo Yuhao entered and saw his opponents, he realized there was no need to announce names. They all knew each other...

"Yu Tong, what a coincidence. I never expected to meet you here." The speaker was Ye Chaoyuan, a Soul Elder from New Student Class Nine. Soul Tools were forbidden in the new student assessment, so he carried only a treasured saber he had forged. Otherwise, his strength would have been even more terrifying.

"Yo, Class Monitor." Wen Tianren's Martial Soul was the Yin Wind Sword. The yin energy he produced was quite troublesome, placing him above average among two-ringed Soul Masters.

"C-Class Monitor, hello." The last was Mu Ying, a two-ringed support-type Soul Master. Huo Yuhao suspected she was only there to make up the numbers.

"Hello, everyone. What a pity we ran into each other so early." Huo Yuhao spoke with a smile, though he suspected someone was setting him up. Why had he encountered a Soul Elder right at the start?

"Teacher, we're from the same class and know each other. Start the match," Wang Dong'er urged the proctor.

Wang Qiu'er directly took out the Golden Dragon Spear and spun it.

The proctor looked over the people on the field and nodded. "Begin!"

On Huo Yuhao's side, Wang Qiu'er charged at the very front, with Huo Yuhao close behind. Wang Dong'er provided support from the air.

Seeing them charge over, Ye Chaoyuan held his saber horizontally in defense. Mu Ying's second soul ring lit up, and countless cherry blossoms erupted, rushing toward Huo Yuhao's group. Meanwhile, Wen Tianren stabbed his longsword into the ground, raising a gust of yin wind.

Xuan Zi frowned at the sight and waved a hand. Wang Yan immediately hurried over.

"Little Wang Yan, what's this kid's background? His Martial Soul... something isn't right." Xuan Zi pointed at Wen Tianren. Wang Yan adjusted his glasses, took a look, and frowned as well.

"I can't tell, but the Martial Soul's core is still a sword. The yin attribute may be a variation of the ice attribute."

Xuan Zi nodded, then waved his hand again, dismissing Wang Yan.

Huo Yuhao had long anticipated their methods. Zhou Yi had placed Mu Ying and Wen Tianren on the same team because the yin wind and cherry blossoms could produce an excellent combined attack. The best way to deal with them was a swift assault—dragging the battle into close quarters first. But with Ye Chaoyuan, a saber master, present, how could close combat be easy?

Wang Qiu'er rushed close, raised the Golden Dragon Spear, and hurled it. The spear shot toward Wen Tianren like a rainbow, unstoppable!

Wen Tianren, eliminated!

Wen Tianren secretly sneered at the sight. Without the Golden Dragon Spear, how could Wang Qiu'er possibly be his match? He swung his saber at Wang Qiu'er. Unable to evade, she could only raise an arm to block.

Clang!

Bone claws extended from Wang Qiu'er's hand, catching the saber.

Darkgolden Terrorclaw!

Earlier, after Huo Yuhao reached rank twenty, the three of them had gone out together to hunt a soul beast for him. They had ended up attacked by a Thousand-Year Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear and only managed to kill it after using their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

"I don't want it." Huo Yuhao shook his head. "A spiritual attribute suits me better, and I can copy this soul skill too."

"I don't want it either. Qiu'er, you take it." Wang Dong'er also withdrew voluntarily. "Let me see whether the Golden Dragon Terrorclaw from Soul Land 3 is really as invincible as the legends say..."

Unstoppable!