The Battle Between Yuhao and Wang Dong

At the entrance to the dormitory building, an old man with snow-white hair and beard lay in a wicker chair, basking in the sunlight.

Huo Yuhao stepped forward and bowed, offering his key and badge. "Hello, sir. I'm a new student, here to move into the dormitory."

Qi Xuan bowed as well.

The old man narrowed his eyes and studied the two of them carefully, his eyebrows visibly twitching.

After looking at their dormitory keys, he mumbled:

"Rooms 108 and 109 are both on the left."

"Thank you."

Only after bowing again did Huo Yuhao leave with Qi Xuan.

The door to Room 108 was already open. Clearly, Huo Yuhao's roommate had arrived.

"Hello, my name is Huo Yuhao. I should be your roommate."

The moment he pushed the door open, Huo Yuhao froze.

His roommate had delicate features and fair skin, and was about his height and age. Her hair, however, was a pale pinkish blue.

"You're my roommate?" Huo Yuhao's heart sank. From her tone, he could tell that this roommate of his would not be easy to get along with.

"My name is Wang Dong. There are a few rules I need to tell you."

"First, don't bring people back to the dormitory without permission. Second, don't disgust me by walking around naked in here. Third, don't snore at night. Fourth, don't disturb me. Fifth, cleaning the dormitory will be your responsibility from now on, but don't touch my bed. Is that clear?"

Huo Yuhao's eyes slowly focused. "Why should I listen to you?"

Having been oppressed by the duchess as a child, he could not stand people who acted so high and mighty.

"If you won't listen, I'll beat you out of here." Wang Dong gave a contemptuous smile.

She had been standing inside the room, but with a flicker of movement, she was suddenly right in front of Huo Yuhao.

Even Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes could barely keep up with her speed.

Fortunately, his experience in the Star Dou Great Forest had greatly improved his combat experience. He retreated to create distance while releasing his Soul Ring.

A faint golden light stirred in the depths of his eyes.

"A ten-year Soul Ring?" Wang Dong paused, actually halting her attack. "With that little strength, I don't even know how you passed the entrance test. Take a good look at the gap between us."

She released her Martial Soul.

Huo Yuhao's breath stopped for an instant.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Two wings unfolded behind Wang Dong. The tips of her forewings shifted between deep and pale blue, accented with faint pink, like colorful clouds drifting over an azure sea.

Intricate patterns covered the wings, noble and elegant enough to dazzle the eye, while radiating a powerful aura.

Most astonishing of all, however, were her Soul Rings.

One yellow, one purple.

The fight between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had already drawn quite a few people's attention. At the sight of Wang Dong's Soul Ring colors, some cried out in astonishment.

The overwhelming pressure radiating from her covered Huo Yuhao's back in a fine sheen of cold sweat, forcing him to hunch over to withstand her aura.

This was absolute suppression through the difference in their ranks.

The purple Soul Ring around Wang Dong flashed, and she glanced down at Huo Yuhao:

"If you can withstand this Butterfly God's Light, I'll admit defeat."

Yet, to her surprise, the emotions in Huo Yuhao's eyes were not shock and fear, but determination and defiance.

By now, Huo Yuhao's fighting spirit had been fully ignited. So what if she had a purple ring? Never mind the sealed Wisdom Soul Ring he possessed-Qi Xuan had two genuine purple rings himself.

He knew perfectly well that even if he suffered serious injuries, Shrek Academy could treat him.

But if he backed down, he would never be able to hold his head high in front of Wang Dong for the rest of his life.

Wang Dong parted her lips as though she wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Across her azure wings, streaks of golden light erupted in brilliant radiance, like tiny suns being set ablaze.

At the dormitory entrance, the reclining old man tilted his head slightly. His fingers lifted a little, then lowered again.

The surrounding freshmen watched without blinking. Some defense-type Soul Masters were already asking themselves whether they could withstand this strike if they were facing Wang Dong.

The Light Goddess Butterfly's wings folded together, and an enormous beam of light shot straight toward Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao was unexpectedly calm.

At the very instant Wang Dong fired Butterfly God's Light, his eyes blazed with purple light.

Mental Interference, Soul Impact!

Because she had looked down on his ten-year Soul Ring, Wang Dong had paid no attention to Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul. It had never occurred to her that he might possess a ranged mental attack.

Caught completely off guard, Wang Dong's gaze instantly grew unfocused. Although her superior rank allowed her to recover in barely two seconds, the Butterfly God's Light she had finished directing had already veered off course.

In the end, less than half of Butterfly God's Light struck Huo Yuhao head-on.

Facing that vast golden radiance, Huo Yuhao felt as though all his internal organs were boiling. Blood seeped from the hands protecting his head, and even the sleeves over his forearms were torn apart.

"Urgh!"

Under the surging bombardment of energy, blood rushed up Huo Yuhao's throat, and he spat out a mouthful.

Though his insides churned like an overturned sea and his head spun, Huo Yuhao still forced himself to stand, refusing to collapse completely.

Wang Dong had no attention to spare for Huo Yuhao now, her expression shifting repeatedly.

Because of Huo Yuhao's Mental Interference, much of Butterfly God's Light had scattered in every direction.

She was confident in the power of this attack. Even if it was only the spillover, injuring other freshmen could get her expelled from Shrek outright!

Her worries proved unnecessary.

A figure sprang into the air, lightning spraying behind him. His movements were so graceful and his speed so swift that all anyone could see was a fleeting shadow.

His targets were precisely the stray beams of Wang Dong's Butterfly God's Light.

He intercepted every beam of Butterfly God's Light without so much as a sound, as though clay oxen had vanished into the sea, as silently as rain nourishing the earth.

Lightning wreathed Qi Xuan as he met Wang Dong's eyes:

"Fellow student, sparring outside the Soul Fighting Zone is very dangerous."

Qi Xuan's aura was every bit as strong as hers. More frightening still, two purple Soul Rings floated around him.

Alarm bells rang in Wang Dong's heart.

Even she, who had tempered her body with precious natural treasures since childhood and possessed two top-tier Martial Souls, one of them a supreme power-type Martial Soul, had not managed to absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring as her first ring.

After all, Soul Rings improved a Soul Master's physical strength, but before obtaining the first ring, the only improvements one could rely on came from Martial Souls and medicinal herbs.

Surely this fellow hadn't possessed a Soul Bone before reaching rank ten?

Qi Xuan had not really wanted to interfere directly in the matter between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.

In the end, however, he still intervened.

Although a closer examination would certainly show Wang Dong to be in the wrong, if she truly injured someone, Huo Yuhao might also receive a disciplinary punishment.

After all, the school rules had made it clear from the start: anyone who wanted to fight had to do so in the Soul Fighting Zone.

To intercept Butterfly God's Light and keep up with its speed, Qi Xuan had been forced to use his second Soul Skill.

Second Soul Skill, Three Thousand Thunderclaps!