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Ma Xiaotao.
On his way to the arena, Huo Yuhao continuously used his divine sense to probe every trace of energy fluctuation around him.
Tang Wutong’s ostentatious display of power yesterday had made him understand: now that he had not gone to Shrek Academy, the identities of Wang Dong and Wang Dong’er were meaningless to the Tang family.
He was uncertain how the Tang family would play their cards next.
On the arena stage, the girl standing before him had short red hair.
Though her face still bore a hint of youth, her figure was already curvaceous and well-developed.
This was his Senior Xiaotao from his previous life.
The moment they met, Ma Xiaotao sized Huo Yuhao up and said, “Quite a handsome lad, aren’t you?
So you’re one of the Sun Moon Empire’s dogs?
Ready to die?”
Just the day before, Ma Xiaotao’s Phoenix Fire had burned several Sun Moon Empire contestants to ashes.
“Senior Xiaotao, your temper is still this fiery, isn’t it?” Huo Yuhao thought with amusement.
He made a gesture of invitation.
“My name is Huo Yuhao, my martial soul is the Spirit Eye.
Milady, let’s have a friendly spar!”
Ma Xiaotao wasted no words and struck with lethal intent from the very start.
“Phoenix Sky-Shattering Strike!”
Her clear, cold voice echoed as a bird wreathed in raging flames suddenly materialized above Ma Xiaotao’s head.
Huo Yuhao was quite experienced in dealing with this type of aggressive, assault-oriented opponent.
His figure seemed frozen in place, motionless.
“This kid’s outmatched—scared stiff, isn’t he?
Hahaha!” Mocking voices came from the spectator stands of the various Douluo nations.
“After all, these crude Sun Moon people, when pitted against our Shrek Academy in the way of soul masters, are nothing but clowns trying to perform above their station!”
The blazing fireball struck the spot where Huo Yuhao’s figure stood.
The floor exploded, and the acrid smell of scorched earth rose from the ground.
“Did he just die like that?” Ma Xiaotao was puzzled.
“That was too pathetic, wasn’t it?” Though proud and arrogant, she would not believe that this Sun Moon contestant was so utterly feeble.
The moment Ma Xiaotao felt a breeze brush past her ear, she erupted with all her soul power: “Phoenix Cloud-Piercing Strike!”
At that instant, she realized that what she had struck just now was merely an illusion.
But the opponent’s blood and qi were not particularly formidable—how could he possibly move at such speed?
Ma Xiaotao was, of course, unaware that she had already fallen into Huo Yuhao’s spiritual domain.
Outside the arena, Wang Yan was dumbfounded.
He blinked in confusion, unable to understand why Ma Xiaotao had suddenly started flailing wildly.
“Could it be that her evil fire has gone out of control again?”
At that moment, Huo Yuhao’s figure appeared behind Ma Xiaotao.
He hoisted her by the waist with his hands and slammed her heavily onto the ground.
With a burst of Huo Yuhao’s soul power, the floor cracked apart.
Climbing out of the crater, Ma Xiaotao flew into a rage.
“You dare harm me?
I’ll skin you alive, grind your bones to dust, and tear you limb from limb…”
However, as she gathered her soul power again and charged at what she believed was Huo Yuhao with a fierce roar, to the spectators outside the arena, she was actually lunging toward an empty, irrelevant direction.
Huo Yuhao appeared behind her once more, grabbed her by the back of the head as if she were a chick, twisted her around, and hurled her with force, attempting to fling her off the stage.
At this point, Zhang Lexuan outside the arena widened her beautiful eyes and lightly covered her face with a slender, elegant hand.
“This lad is a spiritual-attribute soul master!”
But Huo Yuhao’s plan to quickly dispose of Ma Xiaotao hit a snag.
For assault-type cultivators like Ma Xiaotao, their instinctive bodily reactions were extremely sharp.
The first time she had been struck from behind, she had become alert to her rear.
So when she felt a chill at the back of her head, she immediately turned and suddenly exerted force.
Her abrupt backward movement caused her rear to press against Huo Yuhao’s third leg.
As if electrocuted, Huo Yuhao quickly performed several side rolls to put distance between them.
At this, Ma Xiaotao’s veins bulged.
As a divine descendant, she felt her jade-like body had been defiled and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
“You little bastard, you dare defile me.
You are dead.
No one in heaven or earth can save you!
I said so.”
Clenching her fist and throwing a punch—”Phoenix Cloud-Piercing Strike”—the martial soul inherited from the Phoenix God erupted once more.
Waves of heat radiated from the air to the ground, carrying an air of utter annihilation.
Rage!
And then a counter-kill?
Unfortunately, the script did not unfold as the Shrek contingent had anticipated.
To the spectators, Ma Xiaotao was still punching at empty air.
“But this should be your final blow!” Huo Yuhao’s palm had somehow suddenly pressed against Ma Xiaotao’s lower abdomen.
Then Ma Xiaotao’s body was launched like a cannonball in the direction his palm had pushed, slamming heavily into the spectator area beyond the arena stage.
Huo Yuhao’s strike was clean and decisive.
Ma Xiaotao was sent flying off the stage, unconscious from sheer fury.
“Pingfan Alliance Team, wins!” Jing Hongchen’s voice came from the referee’s stand.
Yes, Huo Yuhao had not entered the tournament as a member of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy’s team.
Instead, he was participating as a student of an ordinary soul master academy run by the Pingfan Alliance, which was operated by the Mingyue Hotel’s owner, Shangguan Wei’er.
Though he had no interest in Shrek’s glory in this life—indeed, he was filled with hostility toward it—that did not mean he would fight for the so-called imperial glory of the Sun Moon Empire.
Another reason, of course, was that after becoming a “Spectator” and repeatedly studying the Peerless Tang Sect, he understood that beneath the surface of the apparent lack of intersection between the Sun Moon Empire—especially the Xu family’s Sun Moon—and his father-in-law “Tang the Pure,” there was far more going on…
“We won, we won!
Our Sun Moon Empire won…” From beneath the stage, cheers erupted from the Sun Moon side of the spectators.
Though Huo Yuhao was not representing the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the Pingfan Alliance was still a Sun Moon faction, and thus still represented the Sun Moon Empire.
Meanwhile, in the spectator stands, the viewers from the various Douluo nations wore gloomy, mournful expressions.
Shrek’s ten-thousand-year glory had ceased to exist as Ma Xiaotao—a contestant who was a descendant of a god—fell at Huo Yuhao’s hands.
“You little beast, daring to harm my Shrek student?” A barking voice rang out as Xuan Zi leaped forward.
“Lad, sever the two hands that defiled my academy’s female student, and this old man will spare your dog’s life!” Xuan Zi said to Huo Yuhao in a low voice.
“Old man, what did you say?” Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.
“What I mean is: since you injured my student, your hands cannot stay.
This is punishment for your lack of restraint,” Xuan Zi said coldly.
“Then if I’m unwilling, what will you do?” Huo Yuhao asked again.
“Are you, a representative of Shrek Academy, going to bite me here?”
“Impudent brat!” Xuan Zi was furious.
The overwhelming aura of a Super Douluo burst forth, locking onto Huo Yuhao.