Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao's world, I start by becoming Yao Lao's app

Chapter 18 Good heavens! He runs faster than I can fly!

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"Huh?"

Wang Dong, the newly appointed class monitor, was stunned in the freshman class.

What happened? Why am I being asked to compete against Huo Yuhao? Did you even ask me? Are you being polite?

Moreover, it would be fine if it were a normal battle between Soul Masters, but I am the young master of the Haotian Sect, and you want me to race against Huo Yuhao?

Isn't this just childish nonsense? Only children use speed to measure who's better. What do you take me for?

Mu Jin turned around and gave Huo Yuhao an inquiring look. Ning Tian and Wu Feng, standing to the side, also focused their gazes on Huo Yuhao's face.

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly and gave Mu Jin a reassuring look. Mu Jin instantly felt reassured; she knew Huo Yuhao was extremely perceptive and would never do anything without certainty.

After a moment's thought, Mu Jin looked at Zhou Yi's ugly and hideous old face and suddenly had a bold idea.

"Want to make a bet?" Mu Jin asked provocatively.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi immediately agreed without hesitation: "Bet? What are you going to bet with me?"

Mu Jin paused for a moment, then said softly, "A soul bone, do you dare?"

Huo Yuhao, standing to the side, was thinking to himself, "Wow, wow!"

In the original story, Zhou Yi tricked Mu Jin out of a soul bone by using Huo Yuhao's team's freshman assessment. But the tables have turned, and this time it's Mu Jin's turn to trick Zhou Yi out of a soul bone.

The protagonist's halo is something that really benefits whoever gets to enjoy it!

For Soul Masters, Soul Rings are already extremely precious, as they are essential for every Soul Master to break through their cultivation bottlenecks. However, Soul Bones are a hundred times more valuable than Soul Rings.

Soul rings are a guaranteed output for every soul beast, but soul bones are not. Only soul beasts with a cultivation level of 100,000 years are guaranteed to produce one soul bone. Soul beasts with a cultivation level below 100,000 years have only a one in ten thousand chance of producing a soul bone!

The appearance of any soul bone will inevitably cause soul masters to fight for it. Not to mention that it is hard to find even with a lot of money, even a million gold soul coins will not be enough to buy a soul bone that suits you.

At this moment, Mu Jin proposed to use her soul bone as a wager, which was entirely a way of betting her entire fortune with Zhou Yi.

I'm going all in, you can do whatever you want!

Zhou Yi was also taken aback; she couldn't understand where Mu Jin's confidence came from. But no matter what, she didn't believe Wang Dong had even the slightest chance of losing.

She had already asked Wang Dong that morning and found out what Wang Dong's martial spirit was, which gave Zhou Yi a great deal of confidence.

The Goddess of Light Butterfly, the most beautiful martial soul in Douluo Continent! But whether it's beautiful or not can be put aside for now. The most important thing is that the Goddess of Light Butterfly is a flying martial soul!

How can the Air Force and the Army be compared in terms of mobility?!

"Fine, I'll bet you a soul bone!" Zhou Yi said coldly. "Let your precious student put on his iron armor and get on the track!"

Huo Yuhao and Mu Jin exchanged a glance, a playful smile appearing on their lips.

With a flick of his toe, the iron armor, made entirely of thick, coiled iron chains, flew up and landed in his hand.

It should be noted that the iron armor weighed a full thirty pounds, and Huo Yuhao could lift it more than a meter high with just his toes, which fully demonstrates how terrifying the strength of his legs was.

Zhou Yi's expression changed slightly. She whispered a few words in Wang Dong's ear and then handed her an iron suit.

No matter how much Wang Dong cursed Zhou Yi in her heart, she did not directly retaliate. She and Huo Yuhao walked onto the track at the edge of the square, carrying heavy iron armor and ready.

"start!"

Wang Dong took the lead and ran ahead. Although he was wearing an iron suit, his speed did not decrease much.

However, Huo Yuhao wasn't in a hurry. Although he had fallen behind Wang Dong, he maintained a certain distance from him. No matter how fast Wang Dong sped up, he couldn't widen the gap between them.

And so, the two ran a full ten laps around Shrek Square. The longer it went on, the more the effects of the Iron Armor became apparent, and Wang Dong was now covered in sweat.

Huo Yuhao, following behind him, remained calm and composed, running forward with steady, even, and seemingly slow steps. However, although Huo Yuhao's steps appeared slow, he was actually moving at the same speed as the sprinting Wang Dong.

"The speed of the first level of the Heavenly Net Technique isn't slow at all; at least it's quite healthy for running," Huo Yuhao thought to himself as he ran.

The old master had taught him two combat techniques: the extremely powerful close-combat technique Eight Extremes Collapse, and a high-level Xuan-rank movement technique called Heavenly Net Technique.

The Heavenly Net Technique has twelve levels. Upon reaching the tenth level, one can conjure Heavenly Net Wings using their own cultivation, transforming it into a highly unique flying combat technique. If one cultivates to the twelfth level, the speed is comparable to a low-level Earth-rank movement technique.

Huo Yuhao has now cultivated to the third level, and he is confident that he can compete with agility-based Soul Masters in terms of speed. Moreover, the Heavenly Net Technique is not an ordinary movement technique, but a family heirloom of Yao Lao, which allows for extremely long-lasting use of soul power.

Huo Yuhao ran around Shrek Square ten times, but still didn't feel tired at all, and his iron armor felt as light as a feather.

This was partly due to the powerful physique he had cultivated over the past few days, and partly due to the wonderful use of the Heavenly Net Technique.

However, Wang Dong was now feeling a little panicked. She couldn't see Huo Yuhao in her field of vision, but from the footsteps behind her and the gazes of the people around her, she could feel that Huo Yuhao was following closely behind her and hadn't distanced himself from her.

This situation put her under inexplicable pressure, causing her to involuntarily activate her soul power and begin to accelerate wildly.

"Heavenly Net Technique, Second Level!"

Seeing that Wang Dong had actually started to use his own cultivation to accelerate, Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, activated the second level of the Heavenly Net Technique, and followed closely without missing a step.

He knew Wang Dong's current state of mind perfectly; people are more or less afraid of the unknown.

Zhou Yi's teaching methods put immense pressure on the students in Class One. Wang Dong, burdened with the responsibility suddenly bestowed upon her by Zhou Yi, naturally felt even more pressured by the thought of the punishment she would face if she lost.

However, using her own cultivation to accelerate her run was a self-destructive act. Although it temporarily increased her speed, her soul power was being consumed rapidly.

My vision blurred, and it felt like a fire was burning in my chest. My mouth was dry, and my whole body was sticky and uncomfortable from being soaked in sweat. The heavy iron uniform rubbed against my skin, sending waves of burning pain through me.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer," a voice kept echoing in Wang Dong's mind. The footsteps of Huo Yuhao behind her were like a death knell, making her involuntarily quicken her pace.

Zhou Yi's expression was extremely unpleasant, while Mu Jin wore a smile. Both of them could see that Wang Dong was at his limit, his soul power was about to be exhausted, and he would soon be unable to hold on.

"Wang Dong, use your martial spirit!" Zhou Yi suddenly activated her own soul power and shouted loudly.

"Shameless." Mu Jin scoffed at Zhou Yi's shameless interference.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Wang Dong's eyes lit up. That's right, you can use your own martial soul when running laps, so why should a flying soul master like himself compete with Huo Yuhao in running?

A pair of blue butterfly wings suddenly unfurled, the colors at the tips of the forewings shifting from deep blue to azure to light blue, the entire wing surface resembling a bright halo inlaid in the blue sky, forming a V-shape, bringing light to the world. Its shape and color are unparalleled and impeccably beautiful.

Although the wings were merely illusory shadows, they dazzled everyone under the sunlight. A pair of butterfly wings unfurled behind Wang Dong, and with a sudden flap, he soared straight into the sky.

With her dazzling wings accelerating, Wang Dong began to spin rapidly around Shrek Square. At the same time, she heard gasps of surprise from the students watching around her.

Wang Dong squinted contentedly, enjoying the cheers and shouts from those around her. However, she suddenly realized that the cheers and shouts didn't seem to be for her.

"What's going on?" Wang Dong looked down at the track with some confusion, and then her body suddenly stiffened.

Below, Huo Yuhao was running at an incredible speed, so fast that he left a trail of afterimages behind him.

However, his flying speed was more than twice as slow as Huo Yuhao's running speed.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly everything went black, and Wang Dong fell from mid-air. The female students from Class One rushed over and helped the fallen Wang Dong up.

"He...he's not human!" Wang Dong said, her lips trembling, staring at Huo Yuhao, who was still running wildly and had already wrapped around her five times.

"Ding-dong!"

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Mu Jin clapped her hands triumphantly and smiled at Zhou Yi, whose face was ashen, saying, "How about it, Teacher Zhou? You'd better give me back the soul bone you owe me as soon as possible. Otherwise, I don't mind going directly to Fan Yu to collect the debt."

"You!" Zhou Yi clenched her fists, her eyes almost spitting fire.

She turned around and angrily shouted at the freshmen class, "A bunch of good-for-nothings! Get back to your classes right now!"

Led by an angry Zhou Yi, the students of Class 1 left Shrek Square.

Judging from the looks of it, it seems they're going to be kept in court for too long, and Zhou Yi will definitely vent her anger on them.

Having stopped running and drenched in sweat, Huo Yuhao was now surrounded by the students of Class 9. Hands lifted him up and tossed him into the air.

"Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao!"

(End of this chapter)