"I'm not trying to persuade Little Yuhao to abandon his hatred," Electrolux explained, "I just don't want him to be blinded by it. A flaw in his mental state will hinder his future cultivation."
"No problem," Zhuge Lan said casually, "once he's cut down all his enemies, his mind will naturally become clear. Besides, in this tiny place called the Douluo World, there's no such thing as inner demons. No need to be overly cautious."
Zhuge Lan's words carried authority.
Electrolux let the matter drop.
Outside, in reality.
Huo Yuhao's unrestrained killing intent didn't escape the attention of many present.
Ma Xiaotao was the first to boldly speak up.
"Little Yuhao, did this Dai Huabin offend you? Do you want me to go break his arms and legs?"
"No need." Huo Yuhao's voice was cold.
"When we face them in battle, I'll handle it alone."
That drew curious looks from all around.
Huo Yuhao's progress these past months had been astonishing, yet he had never truly taken action.
Just how strong was he now?
It looked like they were about to find out.
Yan Shaozhe, who had already learned of Huo Yuhao's past from Mu En, chose not to stop him.
Through soul power transmission, he said, "Little junior brother, this is still within the Academy. As long as you don't kill him, you can go as hard as you like."
At the same time, he quietly ordered someone to fetch Elder Zhuang.
That way, even if Dai Huabin had every bone in his body broken, they could still put him back together.
As for anything that happened outside the Academy? That wasn't his concern.
Dai Huabin, unaware of the undercurrents, respectfully saluted Yan Shaozhe.
But Yan Shaozhe only gave him a cold face, gesturing for him to hurry up.
Dai Huabin was puzzled.
Why did Dean Yan seem displeased with him? Strange...
He didn't dare dawdle, reaching into the box to draw lots.
Yan Shaozhe's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly coughed lightly.
Startled, Dai Huabin froze mid-motion, glancing at him.
"What are you looking at me for? Do the lots have numbers written on my face?"
The sharp words made Dai Huabin's face darken, but he didn't dare retort. He drew a lot.
Number 1!
In the waiting area, Huo Yuhao rose abruptly, striding straight toward the Duel Stage.
Xiao Xiao instinctively wanted to follow, but Wang Dong grabbed her arm.
And so,
Huo Yuhao ascended the stage alone.
Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao stood just below, watching silently.
Wang Yan frowned, kindly reminding him:
"Huo Yuhao, this is a three-on-three squad match. Are you sure you want to fight alone?"
"To beat up a sick cat, why would I need anyone else?" Huo Yuhao grinned and roared,
"DAI HUABIN, GET THE FUCK UP HERE!"
Such arrogance left those who knew him utterly shocked.
Especially the freshmen of Class One.
Huo Yuhao had always been warm-hearted, never refusing to lend a hand — the very picture of a good-natured boy.
For him to break character like this, declaring a one-against-three humiliation, what kind of grudge did he hold against Dai Huabin?
Even Dai Huabin frowned deeply.
Standing with his teammates on stage, he still couldn't recall ever offending this disciple of Elder Mu.
Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Huo Yuhao laughed in fury.
Good. Very good!
So this pampered young master of the Duke's Mansion didn't even deem him worth remembering!
By now, Wang Yan also sensed the tension.
Especially when he glanced toward the viewing stands, where Yan Shaozhe and the other instructors sat in silence — not one of them moved to stop it.
That silence itself was a statement.
So Wang Yan skipped the formal introductions and directly declared:
"Match, begin!"
On the stage, none of the four moved.
Huo Yuhao was savoring this moment. He would slowly torment Dai Huabin, let him taste true despair.
Dai Huabin, however, was confused.
If anyone else had behaved this way, he would've slapped them down long ago.
But this was Elder Mu's disciple, Dean Yan's junior brother.
So he held back and asked with forced patience:
"Huo Yuhao, this is the first time we've met, isn't it? Why do you harbor such hatred toward me?"
"Hahaha!" Huo Yuhao's laughter was wild. "Dai Huabin, you truly deserve death!"
At last, he moved.
Without summoning a martial soul, without circulating soul power,
He simply strode forward, every step radiating a murderous aura so thick it was almost visible.
Dai Huabin's temper snapped.
Did this guy think he wouldn't strike?
This was a formal assessment, a battle in broad daylight. No one could fault him for going all out.
"Don't say I bullied you. You two, don't interfere."
"White Tiger, Possession!"
Pale light burst forth. Dai Huabin's body swelled, his frame growing massively until his clothes ripped apart, leaving only a pair of shorts.
Ten fingers extended into short dagger-like claws, and his four-pupiled eyes glowed cold as they locked onto Huo Yuhao.
Two yellow, one purple — three spirit rings rose around him, his aura terrifying.
But Huo Yuhao remained unmoved, step after step closing the distance.
"You're not even using your martial soul? Arrogant fool!"
"Let me show you what it means that there's always someone stronger!"
With a tiger's roar, Dai Huabin's eyes gleamed savagely.
He pounced, claws rending the air as they slashed down at Huo Yuhao.
But Huo Yuhao merely shifted his stance, pausing for half a beat.
The claws whistled past his nose, their gust of wind tossing his hair back — revealing eyes brimming with killing intent.
Now Dai Huabin was fully enraged, both claws lashing out to tear Yuhao apart.
Yet Huo Yuhao only strolled as if in leisure, each subtle step slipping him just barely out of reach.
Even when Dai Huabin altered his attacks midway, Yuhao simply shifted another half-step — always brushing past the danger.
Like an elder toying with a child, his perception utterly crushed Dai Huabin.
The more Dai Huabin attacked, the more flustered he became; the more flustered, the angrier he grew!
Huo Yuhao had countless chances to counterattack, but he only dodged, never striking back.
It was humiliation.
A naked, undisguised humiliation.
"You're courting death!!!"
"Second Soul Skill — White Tiger Light Wave!"
A white ball of light gathered in Dai Huabin's mouth.
But just as he was about to unleash it, Huo Yuhao suddenly stepped forward.
His body brushed past Dai Huabin's claw, shoulder slamming into his chest.
In the same motion, his fist shot up in a crushing uppercut to the chin.
The blow snapped Dai Huabin's jaws shut, forcibly swallowing the half-formed attack.
As Dai Huabin staggered back, dizzy from choking on his own soul skill, Huo Yuhao retreated lightly, folding his arms across his chest, doing nothing more.
That made Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, who had been about to rush in, slow to a halt by Dai Huabin's side.
"Huabin, this guy isn't normal. Let's attack together!" Zhu Lu urged.
But Dai Huabin, recovering, shot her a vicious glare.
"I'm higher level, my soul rings are superior — and you think I can't beat him? Step aside!"
"Third Soul Skill — White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
His lone thousand-year ring flared.
His already burly frame swelled again, muscles bulging grotesquely.
His tiger claws grew as broad as fans, his entire body wrapped in a dazzling golden glow.
The display was imposing beyond measure.
His speed and power skyrocketed.
His claws blurred as they lashed out again and again, leaving afterimages in the air.
He refused to believe Huo Yuhao could still dodge!
And indeed, Huo Yuhao couldn't.
No matter how quick his reflexes, his body was only at the twentieth rank. His speed foundation had limits.
So he used technique.
Each time a claw came down, Yuhao's palms pressed lightly against the back of Dai Huabin's hand, borrowing and redirecting the force to slip away.
The two exchanged dozens of moves face-to-face, but Dai Huabin never once even brushed Huo Yuhao's clothes. Instead, his own hands stung from being slapped again and again.
Having strength but nowhere to use it, Dai Huabin felt helpless, humiliated, and furious beyond words — yet with nowhere to vent it.
Agonizing! Maddening!
At last, he roared, gathering light in his mouth again.
This time, Huo Yuhao was busy fending off his claws. He couldn't close in.
But…
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