Wang Dong didn't rush to fight. Instead, he started recruiting on the spot..
"Interested in joining my Holy Flame Sect?"
"The physical education we've been promoting recently is one of the shared techniques from our Sect."
"You all saw Xiao Xiao's match the other day, right? A control-type one versus three, and she used the Holy Flame Sect's Taichi."
The ocean of hair froze midair. The Lan sisters were tempted.
Even control-types had dreams of fighting upfront!
Huang Chutian burst out of the sea of hair, his two spirit rings flashing as he launched a furious sneak attack!
Those twin sisters were his untouchable property. How could he allow another to taint them!
Wang Dong only smiled.
Wasn't this just the perfect setup?
He directly dispelled his martial soul, leaving only soul power coating his hands, and met Huang Chutian—who had already activated two hundred-year skills—head-on.
With a single Taichi "catching crane," he stuck to Huang Chutian's fists, retreating while dissolving the force.
Then with "strumming the lute," he struck the inner elbow, forcing his opponent's arm to bend.
Seizing the chance, Wang Dong thrust a palm strike straight into Huang Chutian's chest.
With point-breaking force, he shattered the soul power protecting his body.
His strike landed between the ribs, penetrating into the organs and cutting off his breath in agony.
Before he could recover,
Wang Dong's palm shifted, forming an "iron finger fist," a short explosive strike hammering the same spot again.
Huang Chutian's throat surged, liquid threatening to spew forth.
But Wang Dong moved faster.
Drawing power from his legs, twisting his waist, he unleashed his full force into a third strike on the same point.
"Pfft!!!"
Huang Chutian turned into a little fountain, blood spraying directly toward Wang Dong's face.
With a soul power barrier, Wang Dong blocked it in disgust, retreating swiftly and kicking upward, slamming Huang Chutian's jaw shut.
Huang Chutian was sent flying, crashing back into the sea of hair, silent and motionless.
The vast net of hair writhed weakly, but no longer attacked.
With their main attacker down, how could two control-types finish the fight?
Strangle Wang Dong to death?
Forget that he had a ten-thousand-year soul skill—just his Soul Elder-level reserves would outlast them.
And a Martial Soul Fusion Skill drained spirit power fast!
So the sisters recalled their ocean of hair.
Huang Chutian lay at their feet, coughing up blood again and again, trembling as he lifted a hand toward the healing Soul Masters below.
Save me! Save me!
Wang Yan couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Do the contestants wish to continue?"
"No, we admit defeat," Lan Susu declared, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Wang Dong. "Brother, this Holy Flame Sect you mentioned—does the Academy allow us to join? Will we get to see you often?"
Wang Dong: "..."
Good grief!
They weren't tempted by the Sect—they were tempted by him!
"Little Yuhao, what are you doing? This is the perfect advertising chance—go for it!" Zhuge Lan urged.
"Uh?" Huo Yuhao hesitated, worried. "But this is still the freshman assessment..."
"What's there to be afraid of? Your backing is a demigod! Your teacher is Mu En! Your senior brother is Yan Shaozhe! Even Shrek's upper ranks are greedy for Taichi!"
"Uh... then I'll give it a try."
Huo Yuhao coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention.
He pointed toward the stage at Yan Shaozhe.
"My eldest senior brother is an elder of the Holy Flame Sect. Anyone interested in joining, feel free to apply."
His words set off a storm!
Gasps and exclamations filled the stands.
All eyes turned to Yan Shaozhe.
Dean Yan, aren't you going to say something?
Yan Shaozhe: "..."
He gave his little junior brother a helpless look. Recruiting this openly?
But Mu En had already instructed him.
In principle, they wouldn't promote the Sect.
But if Huo Yuhao himself recruited, they could not interfere. So—
"I am indeed an honorary elder of the Holy Flame Sect," Yan Shaozhe announced.
"But I'll remind you—the Sect's standards are extremely high. Out of all of Class One's freshmen, only one has passed the test. If you want to apply, measure yourselves carefully."
He meant to ease his junior's burden, to leave him more time for cultivation.
But this was Shrek Academy!
The No. 1 Academy on the continent, gathering only monsters.
Who here wasn't a heaven's chosen?
The more he said, the more they wanted to try!
[Changed the fate of the Holy Flame Sect, +5000 Fortune Points!]
Huo Yuhao smiled, stepping forward and inviting the Lan sisters,
"Let's talk more off the stage. The assessment still needs to continue."
"Okay!" ×2
The five of them exited through Huo Yuhao's passage, while Huang Chutian was dragged away by healers.
Mu Jin?
She'd already stormed off in a rage.
Trash!
Not only had her team lost three-on-one, but her precious treasures were stolen away!
And with Dean Yan backing them, she couldn't even refute it.
She was livid!
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In the waiting area.
As soon as Huo Yuhao returned, he was swarmed by students.
The freshmen of Class One stood aside, arms crossed, watching.
Did these fools really think the Holy Flame Sect was that easy to enter?
They too had once been lofty, until nine out of ten of them were eliminated.
Only then did they realize that "genius" was merely the threshold,
The threshold to even touch the Holy Flame Sect.
Swish!
Yan Shaozhe appeared in a flash, standing protectively in front of Huo Yuhao.
"Senior brother, you're here." Huo Yuhao sighed in relief.
There were too many people.
Just now, he didn't know how many hands had touched him.
His spiritual sense had caught at least a third of them as male.
Who wouldn't panic in that situation?
"Back to the assessment first!" Yan Shaozhe barked. "Only the top three freshman teams are qualified to apply for the Sect's entrance exam!"
At those words,
Many who had witnessed the power gap and dreamed of changing their fates sighed in disappointment.
But none dared defy Yan Shaozhe, and they dispersed.
"Thanks for the rescue, senior brother." Huo Yuhao grinned. "I've already mastered the second stage of the Muscle Transformation Manual. Senior brother, you can come by soon to learn it yourself."
Oh?
Yan Shaozhe's face immediately lit up with joy.
"Then you keep busy, little junior. I'll come find you at teacher's later."
"Alright!"
After seeing Yan Shaozhe off, Yuhao led the four of them aside, setting up a spiritual barrier.
"Now then, if you want to join the Holy Flame Sect, you need to master at least one of two foundations: the Muscle Transformation Manual or Taichi. Here's the difference between the two..."
He gave them a brief explanation.
"Which test will you choose?"
The sisters exchanged glances, their twin telepathy flashing. In mere seconds, they had reached a consensus.
Lan Susu, the elder, said: "The Muscle Transformation Manual is tempting, but Taichi feels more suited to us. So we choose Taichi."
"Alright." Huo Yuhao turned to Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao. "One each. Teach them. I'll watch from the side to fill in any gaps."
Both nodded.
After all, teaching others was also reinforcing themselves.
The Lan sisters were fresh minds, their acceptance of Taichi's concepts was strong.
Moreover, their martial souls were their hair—already suited to the principle of yielding softness to overcome hardness.
They had some experience.
Before the next assessment match even began, they had already grasped some basics.
Applied in battle, their hair net now bound specifically to the opponent's force points instead of covering everything, consuming less power while controlling even better.
This made the sisters ecstatic.
Just a little insight had brought such improvement.
They could hardly imagine what would happen if they mastered it for real...
The Holy Flame Sect was incredible!!!
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