Perhaps it was the intuition of a child of destiny, but Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a deep malice watching him and turned to look.
Tang San concealed his gaze, and Dai Huabin's swaggering grin came into Huo Yuhao's view.
Huo Yuhao wondered to himself, Was this guy this crazy as a kid? He's asking for a beating.
A Chen San I've never seen before has appeared in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but he can't even beat Dai Huabin. No need to worry about him.
And Sister Xiaotao... why hasn't she come to attack us? I've dragged Dong'er to Sea God Lake every day lately. There's no reason we should have missed her.
In the finals three days later, the Golden Road defeated the Hell White Tiger, and Huo Yuhao's team won the championship.
Director of Studies Du Weilun announced the Freshmen Tournament results. Huo Yuhao's team became Wang Dong's team, and championship team member Huo Yuhao, deemed to have insufficient potential, received only the privileges of a core disciple without becoming one.
Chen San did not become a core disciple either, receiving only the corresponding privileges. He looked up at Du Weilun, a fleeting trace of helplessness passing through his eyes. Shrek had become something he no longer recognized.
This place is utterly unreliable. Once I reach rank thirty, I must obtain the Eight Spider Lances again.
That damned Martial Soul Department Dean is forcing me to touch those disgusting Soul Tools.
Even Tang San himself did not deny that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had little potential. He relied on the Eight Spider Lances, the Ice and Fire Golden Body, and absorbing Soul Rings beyond his age limit
to contend with top-tier Martial Souls.
The Ice and Fire Golden Body was currently out of reach. Even