Douluo Continent: The Peerless Hunting Heavenly Lord, Huo Yuhao!

Everyone finally realized this at that moment.

Huo Yuhao is more than just a mental support genius!

His true intentions, methods, and killer moves, hidden beneath his gentle and refined exterior, remain a mystery to this day.

He used his raw strength to tell the entire arena: My potential is far from exhausted, so feel free to give it a try!

The atmosphere in the high-seat spectator area, the exclusive viewing area for the Sun and Moon Empire, was completely solemn.

Xiao Hongchen sat upright in his seat, dressed in the special brocade robes reserved for geniuses of the Sun and Moon Empire. His brows and eyes were sharp and arrogant, and his usually proud and confident face was now filled with a deep frown. He muttered to himself in disbelief:

"Twelve years old... Twin martial souls?"

"And his second spirit has already acquired a spirit ring?"

His pupils contracted slightly, his thoughts raced, and he internally screamed:

"Shrek...The Body Sect, are these people truly ignorant of the rules, or have they completely gone mad?"

Ma Rulong, standing to the side, pondered for a moment, then tentatively guessed: "Perhaps... Shrek Academy forced Huo Yuhao to break through and add spirit rings ahead of time in exchange for increased combat power on the field?"

"You believe this kind of nonsense?"

Xiao Hongchen turned his head and gave him a standard look of disbelief, his tone full of sarcasm and certainty:

"Even the Soul Master's manuals of our Sun Moon Empire clearly record that before a twin martial soul reaches nine rings, it is absolutely not advisable to add a soul ring to the second martial soul. Adding rings too early will lock up the path to the future and damage the foundation."

“Shrek Academy has a history spanning ten thousand years, how could they not understand such basic common sense? Either they ruin their own future, or... this Huo Yuhao has never been restrained by anyone from beginning to end, everything is his own choice!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a light, playful, and unexpected young voice abruptly cut in, echoing in Xiao Hongchen's ears at an inopportune moment.

"Perhaps they're just plain stupid?"

As the void rippled slightly, Huo Xiaohei, dressed in Sambo's exclusive leather suit, quietly materialized.

Her signature short, fluffy, and lively azure hair, her clear yet mischievous blue eyes, and her whole being exudes a carefree and unrestrained joy that seems to exist outside the rules of the world.

As Huo Yuhao's pleasurable clone, he possesses 80% of the original's combat power and full intelligence. However, he has shed the constraints of gentleness and righteousness, acting recklessly and taking pleasure as his own responsibility. Although he still has a bottom line, he loves to stir up trouble and play tricks on all the geniuses.

He hovered in mid-air above the stands, his figure completely out of sight to everyone else, except for Xiao Hongchen, who could clearly see him and hear his voice—it was incredibly eerie.

“Anything is possible, isn’t it? My genius friend.” Huo Xiaohei smiled broadly.

Xiao Hongchen tensed up instantly, becoming extremely vigilant.

He couldn't sense even the slightest fluctuation of soul power or any trace of intrusion from beginning to end!

The opponent seemed to have appeared out of thin air in this space, transcending the conventional perception system of a Soul Master.

"Who are you?!" Xiao Hongchen shouted in a deep voice.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

Huo Xiaohei shrugged and chuckled, his posture lazy and harmless, without a trace of hostility: "Old Sangbo is neither good nor evil, just a passerby looking for fun."

"Formal self-introduction: The Masked Fool, Sambo."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze was fixed on Xiao Hongchen, whose expression was tense, and his tone was full of seduction:

"Coincidentally, I happen to have quite a bit of Shrek Academy's hidden secrets. Friend, do you need them?"

Xiao Hongchen's breathing suddenly became disordered, and his heart surged violently.

Shrek Academy is now powerful and its strength is unfathomable. The Sun Moon Empire has been struggling to find a way to break through it, so this piece of dirt is invaluable to them.

Although Xiao Hongchen is arrogant by nature, he is not stupid. He has been immersed in power struggles since childhood and knows that every gift in the world has a price already marked on it.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. If a stranger with a mysterious background offers you something for free, it will inevitably come at an unbearable price.

In an instant, Xiao Hongchen suppressed his greed, his tense body suddenly relaxed, and he simply leaned back lazily, settling into the VIP sofa in an extremely casual Ge You-style reclining posture, raising an eyebrow and staring directly at Huo Xiaohei:

“I, or rather the entire Sun Moon Empire, naturally need this intelligence.”

"But what will be the price?"

"Smart." Huo Xiaohei's smile deepened.

A faint light flashed in my palm, and an exquisite invitation with gilded patterns and luxurious texture appeared out of thin air.

A line of eye-catching text was prominently displayed above:

[Invitation to the Joyful Holy Grail War – Special Inviter: The Genius of the Sun and Moon Empire, Laughing at the Mortal World.]

"No harsh penalties, no mandatory contracts."

Huo Xiaohei waved the invitation in his hand, his tone light: "The Shrek scandal you wanted is just a bonus gift."

"I've come specifically to invite you. We've prepared a game of geniuses that spans the entire continent, a Holy Grail War that has no restrictions on power or cultivation level, and only considers victory or defeat."

"A game?" Xiao Hongchen's eyes flickered slightly.

"That's right." Huo Xiaohei nodded with a mischievous grin, his tone laced with seductive amusement. "There are wins and losses, games of strategy, and fierce battles. The victors will receive generous rewards that transcend the conventional Douluo Continent system—opportunities, treasures, you name it!"

Xiao Hongchen's eyes lit up instantly, his competitive spirit and pride were completely ignited. He raised his hand and decisively accepted the gilded invitation. The moment his fingertips touched the paper, a strange warmth spread throughout his body.

Xiao Hongchen's eyes were full of confidence and arrogance, but then a hint of caution appeared, and he asked in a deep voice:

"I accept this game. But... will Huo Yuhao participate?"

Throughout his life, he considered himself an unparalleled genius, and the only peer he resented and wanted to completely crush was Huo Yuhao.

Defeating his opponent in such a game of strategy would be the greatest honor of his life.

"Of course." Huo Xiaohei smiled confidently.

"That's good!" Xiao Hongchen laughed heartily, full of vigor. "To be able to completely crush a genius of this level and win twice as many times as I could, I'm not ashamed of my reputation as a genius!"

Huo Xiaohei smirked to himself: As expected of you, Brother Hongchen, you're just too confident.

He then deliberately lowered his voice, feigning mystery and keeping everyone in suspense:

"Pssst... I'll let you in on a little secret: you'll also see a lot of familiar faces in this game that you'd never expect!"

Before Xiao Hongchen could ask any further questions, Huo Xiaohei's figure transformed into tiny specks of light and was about to dissipate.

"Wait! Stop right there!"

Xiao Hongchen sat up straight instantly, his brows furrowed deeply. "Explain yourself! Who is it?! What are the rules of the game?!"

The strange phenomenon vanished in an instant.

My vision returned to normal, and all I could hear was the deafening cheers of the crowd and the referee's closing remarks.

The sunlight was blinding, the noise of people was deafening, and all the strangeness seemed to have never happened.

Xiao Hongchen was completely stunned.

???

He was just trading and talking with the mysterious Sambo, how did the whole team battle end in the blink of an eye?

Ma Rulong, standing to the side, glanced at him sideways, his tone low and undisguised, filled with undisguised sarcasm:

"Hey, isn't this the number one genius of the Sun and Moon Academy who boasted that all geniuses on the continent were just chickens and dogs? Finally woke up? Still dreaming and haven't recovered yet?"

"Ma Rulong! Can't you speak properly?!"

Xiao Hongchen instantly bristled and retorted, "What I said is the truth!"

"Oh?" Ma Rulong raised an eyebrow and added, "Who was it that was keeping a close eye on the arena before, saying that Huo Yuhao was a top-tier opponent and needed to be closely monitored throughout the match?"

"It's me, what's wrong?" Xiao Hongchen replied subconsciously, then suddenly realized what he had said and looked completely bewildered.

"Oh?" Ma Rulong raised an eyebrow and stared at him intently, his words piercing through the surface. "Who was it that was just seriously saying they needed to keep a close eye on Huo Yuhao, only to fall asleep right there in front of everyone?"

Xiao Hongchen's mind went blank for a moment, and he looked completely bewildered: "When...when did I fall asleep?"

"Ask your sister," Ma Rulong said, shrugging dismissively.

Meng Hongchen, rubbing her sleepy eyes, had just woken up from her daze and said in a soft voice, "Um... Brother, you were sleeping the whole time, so I don't know what you were saying."

Laughing at the World: "..."

He was speechless and unable to defend himself.

A thousand doubts and myriad mysteries lingered in my heart. The incredibly real conversation, the Masked Fool, and the Holy Grail invitation were all vividly clear in my mind and felt real to me, yet I could not speak of them to anyone at this moment.

It's as if the exit from my memories has been sealed off by invisible rules.

Just as he was filled with frustration, a mocking whisper rang precisely in the depths of his consciousness, audible only to him.

"Friend, I will personally invite you in when the game begins~"

It's Huo Xiaohei's voice!

Xiao Hongchen's body trembled, he lowered his voice, gritted his teeth, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who... exactly are you from?"

The faint echoes reverberated in the void, the answer elusive and mysterious.

"You will know everything in the near future."

Chapter 88 Long Aotian's Absolute Dominance!

As the noise in the arena gradually subsided, the Shrek team slowly left the field to rest.