The Soul Engineer Competition that evening featured a completely new format: two contestants would fight directly with their own self-made Soul Tool, with no regard for life or death.
Original Huo Yuhao number 66, He Caitou was number 88; they made it very quickly.
This time, Wang Dong'er followed along, reverting to her male attire. Being by Huo Yuhao's side, Wang Dong'er felt no different than before. Yuhao was still Yuhao; the old Yuhao was simply a bit more impetuous.
That gentle Yuhao has always existed, and that's always been her thought.
In the Mingdu Soul Engineer Elite Tournament, the Xishui Alliance split slot was used to advance from 48 to 24. Player number 66 soared to the top and won every time. Those who bet on player number 66 were raking in Gold Soul Coin.
And so, during the day, there Soul Fighting Tournament, and at night, the Soul Engineer Tournament. Victory, victory, victory, although Huo Yuhao made very few moves, essentially handing the competition over to others.
Meanwhile, Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Soul Engineer Academy also began their respective discussions.
As the team leader, Zhou Yi said to everyone, "Tang Sect has won 6 games so far, and has basically secured 1 qualifying spot."
Tomorrow we will compete with the Sun Moon Academy for the second qualifying spot.
The Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy naturally discussed this as well, but we won't go into too much detail here.
Night fell, the darkness deepened, and the bright moonlight shone down on the corridor.
Wang Qiu'er stood alone in the empty corridor, her fists clenching unconsciously.
"Tomorrow's battle against the Sun Moon Sect will be a must. I will defend Shrek's glory that has lasted for ten thousand years. Huo Yuhao, if you can do it, so can I."
That's what she was thinking.
Just then, a clear, cold voice came from behind her:
"Is continuing Shrek's glory really that important? Or are you just here to prove something to me???"
Hearing the sound, Wang Qiu'er turned around abruptly and saw Huo Yuhao standing in the shadows. The moonlight only illuminated half of his profile, while the other half was hidden in darkness.
"How did you know what I was thinking, Huo Yuhao?" Wang Qiu'er was taken aback.
Huo Yuhao didn't answer, saying calmly, "That's not important."
Wang Qiu'er pressed further, "Then what's important?"
Huo Yuhao turned to face the moonlight outside and began to say to Wang Qiu'er, "Winning or losing doesn't matter, Shrek doesn't matter, none of that matters. What matters is that you tried, and that's enough."
" Yuhao?"
A soft voice broke the silence.
Wang Dong'er walked slowly over, her long, light blue hair shimmering in the moonlight, her eyes filled with worry.
Huo Yuhao didn't turn around, but coldly asked, "Why are you here?"
Wang Dong'er paused, her voice slightly hoarse. "I'm also from Shrek Academy. Is it wrong for me to come and check on things?"
She took a deep breath and looked directly at his back. "You've been acting very strange lately."
Huo Yuhao finally turned his head to the side; in the moonlight, his eyes were cold and distant.
"It's none of your business."
"Don't get in my way."
Wang Dong'er's pupils contracted slightly, and her fingertips trembled involuntarily.
Wang Qiu'er stood to the side, her gaze shifting between the two. She thought they had a fight, and she could also sense that Huo Yuhao was acting very strangely, as if he were a completely different person. The Huo Yuhao of the past was warm and affectionate.
He wouldn't have said such cold words to Wang Dong'er, but the current Huo Yuhao was cold, with a chilling sharpness shining through his coldness, his sharpness fully revealed.
Strangely, when he looked at her, there was an indescribable tenderness in his cold eyes—a familiar feeling she couldn't understand.
After a moment of silence, Wang Qiu'er finally spoke:
"What exactly are you two trying to do?"
Huo Yuhao took out an exquisite object from his Storage Soul Tool and said, " Qiu'er, I have a Soul Tool here called Peacock Dance." Originally, Huo Yuhao wanted to directly Martial Soul Fusion with Qiu'er, but in this world, he couldn't even Martial Soul Fusion with Qiu'er, which was really absurd.
He handed the Peacock Dance to Wang Qiu'er with very gentle movements.
Wang Qiu'er accepted it too. For some reason, she didn't want to refuse Huo Yuhao now.
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. Under the moonlight, the effect of Huo Yuhao Martial Soul, the Spirit Eyes, was highlighted, and his eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea.
"On one hand, I'm here to give you equipment; on the other hand, I'm here to give you the secret to victory."
Wang Qiu'er wrote, "The Secret to Inevitable Victory?"
Huo Yuhao smiled gently and said, "That's right, the secret to victory is believing in yourself."
Wang Qiu'er looked at him, a puzzled expression on her face. "Believe in yourself?"
His voice suddenly became very soft, as if he were speaking to her, or perhaps to his past self, though he was listening to both. "That's right, believe in yourself. Don't blame yourself for Shrek's glory; it's meaningless. In this life, how many people can live up to their own desires? Who hasn't lost?"
Losing isn't scary; what's scary is doing something under pressure.
Wang Dong'er, standing in the shadows, gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.
She thought to herself, " Yuhao has changed. He's not like Yuhao anymore. Why? Where did the Yuhao who used to smile gently at her go? Why is he so attentive to Wang Qiu'er? Why is he so special to Wang Qiu'er? Could it be that Yuhao likes her?"
Her heart ached as if it had been stabbed by a thousand knives. She couldn't help but doubt, because Yuhao's changes and contrasts were sometimes too great for her to process.
Sometimes he's gentle, sometimes he's cold; the Yuhao we usually know.
From within the Sea of Consciousness, Original Huo Yuhao's voice, tinged with displeasure, echoed, "Hey, don't be so harsh on Dong'er."
Huo Yuhao replied indifferently via telepathy, "Sorry, I don't like her, and I don't intend to have a good attitude towards her. That's all."
Huo Yuhao thought about the Peacock Dance and found it somewhat interesting. He transmitted his voice to his Sea of Consciousness: "But you're not bad, you actually managed to create a Peacock Dance, a peak level seven Soul Tool. Although, I also prepared something similar for my Qiu'er."
"Originally, Qiu'er and I didn't need this at all. I could have directly used the Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Qiu'er. We are 100% fused, so even if we didn't need it, she could still obtain the same effect as the Peacock Dance through the Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"But in this world, this ability to Martial Soul Fusion has been severed by some force. Perhaps it's because Qiu'er and I aren't that close in this world."
Original Huo Yuhao said in a low voice, "Matters of the heart are not something we can decide."
Huo Yuhao shook his head and transmitted his voice, "We can decide, but once you see through some things, you realize that feelings are just like that. Being sentimental can actually make you more clear-headed, and deep affection can be the most ruthless."