The appearance of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill caused an uproar at the scene.
In the stands, members of numerous teams rose to their feet, their eyes burning as they stared at the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Most astonishing of all was Wang Dong'er's performance. She had actually broken out of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill through her own strength alone.
Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo were alarmed and immediately directed the Heavenly Net to bind Wang Dong'er.
Just then, Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection Sharing connected with her again.
Wang Dong'er spread her wings and abruptly accelerated through the air. Countless strands of hair brushed past her, yet none managed to touch her.
She chose not to clash head-on with the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, instead continually maneuvering around it to drain the twin sisters' Soul Power.
Xiao Xiao adjusted her condition and suppressed her surging Soul Power. With a thought, she sent the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron flying toward Huang Chutian, trapping him once more.
The black Soul Suppressing Cauldron hummed repeatedly as it spun faster around Huang Chutian, actually whipping up an invisible hurricane that enveloped him.
Huang Chutian growled. Another solid mass of yellow light appeared between his fists as he tried to repeat his earlier method and send the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron flying with his Cannon Punch of Strength.
His fists blasted forward fiercely, and the solid mass of light slammed into the great cauldron spinning before him. A terrifying hum erupted violently, carrying invisible sound waves straight into Huang Chutian's mind.
Huang Chutian gave a muffled grunt, and his yellow eyes instantly went blank. The humming had actually robbed him of consciousness outright. Blood flowed uncontrollably from his ears and nose, and a second later, he passed out completely.
The female teacher flashed down from the raised platform and carried Huang Chutian straight out.
In the stands, some students cried out in shock, while others were puzzled. The same Soul Skills had clearly collided, so why had there been two completely different outcomes?
Zhou Yi stood on the raised platform, one hand on her glasses, having clearly witnessed everything that had just happened.
During Xiao Xiao's second use of the Soul Suppressing Cauldron, she had already released the Soul Skill Cauldron's Tremor into it. That was why the great cauldron had kept humming.
Its constant rotation had directly created a simple enclosed space. Huang Chutian had not noticed anything wrong at all and had instinctively released his Soul Skill.
The Soul Power struck the great cauldron, immediately triggering an intense reaction and the terrifying force produced by the collision of skills.
The residual force repeatedly collided within the narrow space before Cauldron's Tremor instantly amplified its power. Caught completely unprepared, Huang Chu had no time to defend himself. Those invisible residual sound waves passed through his ears and struck his spirit directly.
With Huang Chutian out, Huo Yuhao's team had essentially secured victory.
The sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo had not even had time to direct their Martial Soul Fusion Skill toward Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao before Wang Dong'er wore their Soul Power down to nothing.
The two sisters reappeared in midair in the blink of an eye. Pale-faced and completely out of Soul Power, they slowly landed in the arena and raised their hands in surrender.
"Team Huo Yuhao wins!"
The female teacher announced the end of the match. The spectators around them were all surprised by Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong'er's strength.
As for Huo Yuhao, he had not acted at all. Coupled with his Ten-Year Soul Ring, everyone simply took him for a mascot.
"I didn't expect those two from Freshman Class One to be so strong. We'll have to be careful if we face them."
"I think so too. As for that mascot, we can just ignore him," someone said, pointing at Huo Yuhao, who was crouching there.
The teams in the stands all showed their agreement. Against this team, paying attention to Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao would be enough.
Wang Dong'er slowly descended from the air. Her gorgeous blue-purple wings folded, turning into specks of starlight that merged into her body. She looked toward Xiao Xiao and Huo Yuhao behind her and excitedly raised both hands.
She said smugly, "Xiao Xiao, Yuhao, didn't your grandpa here tell you? This assessment would be over in no time."
Xiao Xiao withdrew her Martial Soul and high-fived her before walking toward Huo Yuhao behind her.
Wang Dong'er looked at Huo Yuhao, unable to stop recalling the sword's sudden ringing during the assessment and the gap that had abruptly appeared. It really was rather strange.
She remembered clearly that she had already been trapped, with no way to escape. Who exactly had helped her?
Huo Yuhao was the first person Wang Dong'er suspected, but the power of the swordsmanship he had demonstrated back then did not seem capable of cutting through that tough Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Huo Yuhao's short sword was still lying on the ground, without any sign of having been drawn. Wang Dong'er stared at him for a long time but could make nothing of it.
Since they still had more assessments ahead, there was no time to investigate, so she could only let the matter drop.
The following battles were much simpler. With the support of Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection Sharing, Wang Dong'er alone defeated most of their opponents.
When they did encounter troublesome opponents, Xiao Xiao's support and control from the side were enough to deal with them.
Huo Yuhao yawned in boredom. He had only one role: providing Spiritual Detection Sharing.
After an afternoon of battles, that day's freshman assessments finally ended.
Huo Yuhao was forced to serve as their grilled-fish cook, spending the entire evening toiling beside Sea God Lake.
After seeing Xiao Xiao back to her dorm room, Huo Yuhao was hurriedly dragged back to their room by Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er pointed at his nose and demanded sternly, "Huo Yuhao, tell me! During the first match this afternoon, it must have been you!"
Huo Yuhao scratched his head in confusion and looked at Wang Dong'er, bewildered. "Wang Dong'er, do you have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Seeing Huo Yuhao stubbornly refusing to admit it, then thinking of all the beautiful women surrounding him, she seemed to feel something shatter in her mind.
Wang Dong'er sneered and shoved him straight onto the bed, then clamped both hands around Huo Yuhao's neck, venting all of that day's anger on him.
With his neck gripped and an intense feeling of suffocation washing over him, Huo Yuhao opened his mouth and struggled to breathe. Drool involuntarily trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Dong'er straddled him, pinning Huo Yuhao's arms between her legs and giving him no chance to resist.
Wang Dong'er's smile was cold, as though she had unlocked some strange trait.
"Wang... Dong'er, I... I really... didn't..."
Huo Yuhao answered with difficulty, his face already turning liver-purple from suffocation.
Wang Dong'er laughed sinisterly, a sickly look in her eyes. "Heh heh! Huo Yuhao, remember this. From now on, whatever I ask, you have to answer honestly. Do you understand?!"
Her chilling smile was reflected in Huo Yuhao's eyes. He nodded weakly, and only then did Wang Dong'er release her hands.
"Ah... hah... ah... hah..."
Huo Yuhao gasped incessantly, his chest rising and falling as he greedily breathed in the air. His bangs hid his eyes. Only after swallowing did Huo Yuhao slowly regain his composure.