It was already late at night when I finally grasped the Eye of the God of Slaughter.

Huo Yuhao said goodbye to Mu En and went back to his dormitory to rest.

Nothing happened that night.

The next day was the final of the freshman competition.

This is the biggest event since the start of the school year, and it has naturally attracted a lot of people.

Many older students and Shrek Academy executives came to watch, and the audience seats were filled early on.

"Who do you think will be the champion of this year's freshman competition?" a senior student in a black school uniform asked his friend.

"Isn't it obvious?" A fellow fifth or sixth-year student standing nearby looked somewhat bored. "On one side, there's a three-ring ring with two two-ring rings, and on the other side, there's a one-ring ring with two two-ring rings."

"But didn't Huo Yuhao's team also defeat a Soul Master's team?"

"Heh, although I didn't watch the previous matches, I heard that one was a support-type Soul Master who fainted, and the other was a girl who couldn't be defeated by a three-ring Soul Master. That girl probably used some kind of secret technique, which definitely couldn't be used continuously. Isn't the result obvious?"

"That makes sense." The student in black nodded, and was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of the red inner school uniform next to him, and immediately shut his mouth.

Shrek Academy is known for its clear class distinctions, and almost no one dares to provoke the students of the inner academy.

"What's wrong? Keep talking~" The red-clad inner court student smiled and waved his hand gently at the black-clad student who had suddenly fallen silent.

"Hehe, I wouldn't dare to offer my humble opinion in front of my senior." The upperclassman in black only said one sentence before quietly shutting his mouth.

After all, the more you say, the more mistakes you make; the less you say, the fewer mistakes you make.

He had heard that Xu Sanshi from their grade had been beaten up by a senior from the inner academy for several days because he said the wrong thing!

Seeing that the student in black didn't speak, the student in red just sighed softly and turned to the student in red beside him: "Zifeng, the junior students these days aren't as cute as they used to be. Back then, they would all greet you politely as 'Hello, senior!'"

Chen Zifeng glanced at the black-clad student beside him, then turned and said calmly, "They're probably afraid of you."

"Sigh~ Really, why would I be afraid of someone who is so kind and friendly?" Gongyang Mo shook his head and then turned his attention to the competition field.

At this moment, both teams entered the arena together, and the atmosphere was tense, as if a life-or-death battle was about to break out without the referee's intervention.

"They seem to have a grudge against each other~" Gongyang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his slender arm draped over Chen Zifeng's shoulder: "That blond-haired boy must be Captain Dai Yueheng's younger brother."

Chen Zifeng's gaze fell on Dai Huabin, and he nodded slightly: "The White Tiger Martial Soul, that should be it."

"Sigh~ It's a pity that Captain Dai Yueheng is on a mission and can't come to see us in person. After all, they are known as the best freshmen in the past twenty years. Back then, we didn't have any freshmen at the Soul Master level."

Gongyang Mo's gaze swept across the arena, finally settling on Huo Yuhao, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

"Hey! Zifeng, look, that kid looks like the one we rescued before," Gongyang Mo said, pointing at Huo Yuhao.

Chen Zifeng glanced at Huo Yuhao, paused for a moment as if recalling something, and finally nodded: "The junior who helped Ma Xiaotao get rid of the evil fire."

"Sigh~ What a pity, kid. If he hadn't met Dai Yueheng's brother, he might have actually won the championship. After all, the White Tiger Martial Soul is quite domineering~" Gongyang Mo sighed with some regret.

"By the way, but if that's the case, that guy must also..." Gongyang Mo's gaze shifted to the audience seats, as if searching for something, and finally settled on two slender figures in red clothes.

Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen!

Two people who are also members of the Shrek Seven Devils!

Ma Xiaotao crossed her arms over her chest, her enviable figure radiating confidence.

Ling Luochen, who was standing to the side, glanced at it briefly and then spat out a light spit.

"I didn't expect you to still have the mind to watch the freshman competition!" Ma Xiaotao lowered her head slightly and glanced at Ling Luochen.

Ling Luochen leaned against the railing, glanced at Ma Xiaotao, and said indifferently, "I usually participate in many activities. On the contrary, why would you, a cultivation maniac, come to watch the competition? Is it because of that junior?"

Ling Luochen's gaze fell on Huo Yuhao, a hint of curiosity appearing in his eyes.

"What? Is there a problem?" Ma Xiaotao's smile was undisguised as she laughed heartily, "The person I had my eye on has made it to the finals!"

"Yes, it's a pity they're going to be defeated." Ling Luochen poured cold water on their hopes, looking calmly at Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin: "The White Tiger Martial Soul is a top-tier beast Martial Soul, just like your Evil Fire Phoenix!"

"You and Dai Yueheng are evenly matched, and this junior doesn't have a top-tier martial soul like you. Do you think he has a chance to win?"

Ma Xiaotao was silent for a moment, then scratched her head and cursed under her breath, "Damn it! It's all Dai Yueheng's fault, why did his dad have to have another one! I'll give him a good beating when he gets back from his mission!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Luochen's lips twitched slightly. In the end, he ignored Ma Xiaotao and turned to look at Huo Yuhao, his curiosity intensifying!

"Even though this little guy only has one ring, for some reason, I always feel a chill about him."

It was at this moment that the host of the competition spoke!

"Distinguished students and teachers of Shrek Academy! Let us welcome the referee for this competition! Dean Yan, the head of the Spirit Department!"

In an instant, almost everyone's eyes were drawn to the figure on the high platform.

The dean of the Martial Soul Department, Yan Shaozhe!

Yan Shaozhe looked at the crowd below, offered a few words of encouragement, and then stepped back to the side.

He looked at Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao on the field, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

"Dean Yan, the list of core disciples is almost complete," Du Weilun said from the side.

"Yes, I trust you to handle things." Yan Shaozhe smiled slightly, then turned his gaze back to the competition arena: "Viren, who do you think has the best chance of winning this match?"

"This time..." Du Weiren looked at the two teams below and thought for a moment before saying, "It should be Dai Huabin's team."

"Dai Huabin is a three-ring Soul Master, and his Martial Soul is the White Tiger. He is far ahead in terms of raw strength. What's more, he and Zhu Lu have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Netherworld White Tiger. Although Huo Yuhao has a strange mental attribute, the Netherworld White Tiger is a fusion of the two of them, which will greatly enhance their mental resistance. It is estimated that his mental attribute will hardly be able to have any impact."

Yan Shaozhe remained silent for a moment before finally speaking slowly.

"Yes, no matter how you look at it, there's no chance of victory."

Yan Shaozhe recalled Elder Mu's special reminder from the previous night, and finally said softly, "Be careful, and don't let anything happen to these children."

"If Huo Yuhao shows any willingness to admit defeat, I will take action immediately." Du Weiren nodded slightly.

On the field, the two teams stood facing each other.

Whether it was Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong, or Cui Yajie and Zhu Lu, the hostility in their eyes was undisguised!

Standing at the center, his eyes were filled with murderous intent!

Dai Huabin wanted to make this guy who insulted Duke Baihu pay the price!

Huo Yuhao's eyes were filled with an undisguised crimson light.

He'll make the guy who killed his mother pay!

No! This isn't a price to pay! It's just a little interest!

In the future, he will definitely make the entire lineage of the White Tiger Duke pay the price!

Looking at Dai Huabin's bright blonde hair and dazzling heterochromatic eyes, scenes of his life in the White Tiger Duke's mansion flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind like a revolving lantern!

Gradually, his voice became hoarse and low due to suppression, but it still clearly reached Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao's ears!

"Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, please stop Zhu Lu. No matter what she sees or what happens, please don't stop me."

"I'm begging you... please."

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