Huo Yuhao's fury: opening with the ultimate move

The final day of the tournament had arrived. Which team would claim the championship would soon be revealed.

The person overseeing the draw onstage had changed. Previously, it had been Du Weilun, the dean of studies of the Martial Soul Department, but today, an elderly man dressed in white had taken his place.

As it happened, Wang Dong'er and the others knew this elderly man in white. He was the same man they had met when Ma Xiaotao attacked them.

The elderly man in white smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. I am Yan Shaozhe, the headmaster of Shrek Academy. Today, I will preside over the draw. You may all unleash your full strength today and fight to your hearts' content."

Although he said he would conduct the draw, Du Weilun was still the one actually helping with it.

Holding the draw cylinder, Du Weilun called out, "Huo Yuhao's team from Freshman Class One, come draw your lot."

Wang Dong'er nudged Huo Yuhao with her elbow. "Yuhao, you go."

Huo Yuhao walked up and drew lot number two.

"Dai Huabin's team from Freshman Class Five, come draw your lot."

When Dai Huabin walked onto the stage to draw his lot, Huo Yuhao looked at him, and his body suddenly jolted.

Wang Dong'er immediately noticed Huo Yuhao's condition. She gently patted his shoulder to soothe him. "Yuhao, are you all right?"

Huo Yuhao's shoulders trembled, and his grip on Wang Dong'er's hand grew tighter and tighter.

He remembered how Dai Huabin had bullied him as a child. His mother, too, had been severely injured by a beating from Dai Huabin's guards, and not long afterward, she had left him forever.

Wang Dong'er knew that Dai Huabin was Huo Yuhao's enemy. Although she did not know the details, she understood that theirs was a blood feud.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong'er suddenly recalled her previous life. Huo Yuhao had clearly wanted revenge against Dai Hao, yet he had ended up saving him from Ju Zi.

Afterward, he had pursued Tang Wutong all the way to the Divine Realm and had even changed his name to Huo Yuhao under threats from Tang San and Dai Mubai.

How could he have forgotten such hatred?

"Yuhao, you're hurting my hand," Wang Dong'er said softly.

Only then did Huo Yuhao come to his senses and release her hand. "Sorry, Wang Dong."

"Yuhao, you have a grudge against that Dai Huabin, don't you?" Wang Dong'er asked.

Huo Yuhao turned to stare at Wang Dong'er, stunned. "How did you know?"

"You've been staring at him as though you wanted to devour him alive. It wasn't hard to guess."

Huo Yuhao nodded and gave a brief explanation. "He's the one who caused my mother's death."

"Then when we fight him later, we'll teach him a good lesson and let you vent some of that anger first."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong'er, deeply moved. This had nothing to do with her, yet she was willing to help him.

"Thank you, Wang Dong."

Dai Huabin had drawn lot number one, so they would not face each other in the semifinals.

If Huo Yuhao wanted revenge, he had to win the semifinal and advance to the Finals.

Huo Yuhao was instantly filled with fighting spirit.

Their semifinal opponents were three boys from Freshman Class Ten.

All three were Soul Grandmasters, with no Soul Elder among them, so they posed little threat to Wang Dong'er and the others.

Without much effort, Wang Dong'er eliminated them all.

Xiao Xiao was delighted after they won the semifinal, but Huo Yuhao did not relax in the slightest. All he wanted now was to defeat Dai Huabin.

They also learned that Dai Huabin was the third Soul Elder among the freshmen.

At noon, Huo Yuhao devoted himself to recovering his soul power. Even while eating, he held Wang Dong'er's hand and circulated their Haodong Power.

He wanted to face Dai Huabin in his best possible condition.

Wang Dong'er tried a few times to persuade him not to be so anxious, but it did little good. Hatred had already taken hold of part of Huo Yuhao's heart.

The battle was about to begin, and both sides walked onto the Battle Platform.

The number of students gathered to watch had now reached its peak. Almost everyone who had time to come was there, including quite a few Inner Court students.

Huo Yuhao looked at Dai Huabin, his eyes full of fury. Dai Huabin, however, seemed not to remember Huo Yuhao at all and simply regarded them as opponents.

Wang Dong'er knew the opposing side's strength very well. Their greatest threat was not Dai Huabin's cultivation as a Soul Elder, but the Martial Soul Fusion Skill he could perform with Zhu Lu.

They absolutely could not give those two a chance to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Standing in the center, the referee addressed both teams. "In this upcoming final, you may fight with your full strength. If there is danger, I will intervene immediately, so you need not worry about injuring your opponents. Anyone I rescue will be considered eliminated. Understood?"

"Understood."

They could fight with their full strength?

A gleam flashed through Huo Yuhao's and Wang Dong'er's eyes. In that case, they would not hold back.

"Both teams, please take your positions and prepare."

Wang Dong'er and the others moved to the edge of the Battle Platform.

The two sides put some distance between them to prevent a clash before they were ready.

The match began, and both sides released their martial souls.

Three Soul Rings rose behind Dai Huabin. His aura looked even stronger than Wu Feng's had been.

"White Tiger Possession!"

Dai Huabin's body swelled, and black-and-white fur sprouted across him. He looked like a savage white tiger.

Beside him, Zhu Lu and the other two also underwent changes: one was a cat, and another was a fox. With Dai Huabin the tiger added to the mix, the opposing team looked as though they had opened a zoo.

"Yuhao, let's do it."

Before everyone's eyes, Wang Dong'er and Huo Yuhao embraced.

Their martial souls rapidly began to fuse.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu were startled. They had never expected Wang Dong'er and her team to be capable of using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill as well.

They knew that once a Martial Soul Fusion Skill appeared, they had to interrupt it as quickly as possible, or they would be in grave danger.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu immediately charged toward them.

Although they could also use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the distance between them was a little too great, and it was already too late.

At that moment, however, Xiao Xiao followed their earlier plan, using the Nine-Phoenix Ceremonial Flute to unleash a soul skill that slowed their opponents.

"Teacher, I surrender!"

As soon as she successfully held them back, Xiao Xiao called out to the referee.

The referee immediately took Xiao Xiao off the platform.

At that very instant, an enormous phantom of the Goddess of Light had already appeared behind Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Gaze of the Goddess of Light!"

The Goddess of Light opened her eyes, and golden radiance shone forth.

Dai Huabin and his two teammates immediately defended themselves, but their meager defenses were nowhere near enough.

The Goddess of Light's radiance enveloped all three of them.

The referee would normally have been able to intervene in time, but Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er had timed their move far too well.

They unleashed the attack at the exact instant the referee rescued Xiao Xiao, leaving him no time to save the others.

Of course, Wang Dong'er also instinctively directed the radiance's attacks so that almost all of them struck Dai Huabin.

The light faded. Dai Huabin and his two teammates lay on the ground in a wretched state.

Everyone was stunned. Who could have imagined that Wang Dong'er and her team would unleash a Martial Soul Fusion Skill right at the start?

Dai Huabin and his teammates had not even been able to fight back.