The spectators watched Huang Chutian brutally attack his own teammates, their wariness of Huo Yuhao reaching its peak.
Although they could not identify Huo Yuhao's exact Soul Skill, they all understood that it had to be some kind of illusion. Everyone found that extremely troublesome. None of them felt confident they could resist the hypnosis of a high-level spiritual-type Soul Elder.
The two Soul Skills Huo Yuhao had revealed were already absurd enough. At a distance, there was Spiritual Shock. Up close, they might have to face his spiritual illusions. Now their one-track approach had turned into a road blocked at both ends.
After Wang Yan announced their victory, the three returned to the stands under everyone's fearful gazes.
"Little brother Yuhao, you were amazing!"
The moment they reached the stands, Ma Xiaotao eagerly came up to them and swept Huo Yuhao into a hug.
"Xiaotao, let go! There are so many people here!"
Ma Xiaotao was a Soul Emperor, after all. No matter how Huo Yuhao struggled, it was useless.
Behind Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao blushed slightly at Ma Xiaotao's actions. Although this was not their first time seeing it, they always felt that this senior of theirs was a little too enthusiastic.
In the end, Ling Luochеn, who stood behind Ma Xiaotao, could not bear to watch anymore. She pulled Ma Xiaotao away, finally giving Huo Yuhao a moment to catch his breath.
Ling Luochеn stared at Ma Xiaotao with a stern, disdainful expression, and the cat-head crown on her head did the same.
"Ma Xiaotao, could you stop clinging to little Yuhao like an alchemist? Mu En will zap you for this."
Although Mu En's Martial Soul Evolution had transformed his martial soul into the Radiant Sacred Dragon, he still retained some control over