A Scheming Huo Xiaohei, a Holy Grail War?

Huo Yuhao's instant strike with his Second Martial Soul was like hurling a ten-thousand-jin boulder into the once-calm lake of the arena.

Towering waves erupted. Uproar swept the crowd, and every faction watching the match trembled.

Only then did everyone fully realize—

Huo Yuhao had never been merely a genius at spiritual support!

Beneath his gentle, jade-like exterior lay hidden cards, methods, and killing moves whose limits no one had yet fathomed.

With a display of raw strength, he told the entire arena: I haven't come close to exhausting my reserves. Go ahead and test me!!

In the elevated stands, the atmosphere in the Sun Moon Empire's reserved section turned grave.

Xiao Hongchen sat in his place, dressed in the brocade uniform reserved for the Sun Moon Empire's geniuses. His brows and eyes were sharp with arrogance, but his usually proud, confident face was now drawn tight. He murmured in disbelief:

"Twelve years old... Twin Martial Souls?"

"And he's already obtained a Soul Ring for his Second Martial Soul?"

His pupils contracted as his thoughts raced. Inwardly, he raged:

Shrek... the Body Sect... do these people really not understand the rules, or have they gone completely mad?

Beside him, Ma Rulong pondered for a moment before venturing a guess. "Perhaps... Shrek forced Huo Yuhao to break through and attach a Soul Ring early, all to gain fighting strength for the tournament?"

"Do you believe that nonsense yourself?"

Xiao Hongchen turned and gave him the look one reserved for an idiot, his voice thick with scorn and certainty:

"Even the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Master texts state it plainly: before the first Martial Soul has nine rings, you must never attach Soul Rings to the second. Add them too early, and you'll seal off your future path and damage your foundation."