Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

Standing on the stage facing everyone's discussions, Huo Yuhao remained calm and composed, even wanting to laugh.

He was now certain that Dai Huarong was unaware that his mother had flown away.

But Wang Dong remained unmoved, staring intently at Huo Yuhao with a cold smile.

"I don't care about morality, all I know is that I'm going to fight Huo Yuhao!"

The magnificent, luminous butterfly wings fluttered, revealing the owner's impatience and anxiety.

Just then, a short, stout figure squeezed through the crowd, sweating profusely and looking terrified. He struggled to get out of the crowd, supporting himself on his knees and panting heavily.

Dai Huarong also noticed that unique figure and spoke with some surprise.

"Seventh Brother? Didn't you go back to see Mother? Why are you back from the Duke's Mansion so soon?"

The short, stout figure looked a little dazed and was still panting, but upon hearing Dai Huarong's words, he immediately stood up straight.

"Brother Rong, I have some news from the Duke's mansion that he asked me to bring to you, so I'm here."

Upon hearing this, Dai Huarong had his own guesses.

My mother was probably displeased with my behavior because Huo Yuhao didn't come, so she sent my seventh brother to convey her opinion on the matter.

However, my mother's opinion on this matter...

With his heterochromatic red and blue eyes darting around, Dai Huarong felt this was a perfect opportunity to strike at Huo Yuhao, and he inquired.

"Is there any news from your mother?"

The seventh brother of the Dai family seemed to be in a daze, thinking with his head down, and finally nodded firmly.

My mother died; I suppose I received news from her side of the story.

Dai Huarong smiled smugly. His seventh brother, Dai Huaqin, had suffered a serious illness in his childhood, which caused him to become somewhat mentally impaired. However, because of his mental impairment, he trusted all of his older brothers in the Dai family very much.

There will be absolutely nothing hidden from them, and the credibility of the information is absolutely guaranteed.

"Just say it directly. We're honest and upright people, we're not afraid of what others say, and we can absolutely live with our conscience! Unlike some people, who do wrong things but can't even take responsibility."

As he said this, Dai Huarong looked directly at Huo Yuhao, clearly knowing who he was talking about.

The short and stout Dai Huaqin naturally couldn't think of anything, he only knew that listening to his brother was definitely the right thing to do, so he puffed out his chest and said loudly.

"Brother Rong, Mom successfully forced Huo Yuhao to go back, but he brought a master with him. Not only did the master not kill Huo Yuhao, he also cut Mom into pieces and killed her!"

The shocking news that came out of his mouth, coupled with his innocent eyes, created an incredibly ironic contrast.

Dai Huarong initially straightened his clothes, calmly watching Huo Yuhao, waiting for him to reveal an expression of anger and despair.

Wang Dong knew that even if she made a move now, Huo Yuhao wouldn't be interested in fighting her, so she could only suppress her impulse and her aura became increasingly irritable.

But as soon as the words came out, Dai Huarong's expression froze, Wang Dong was stunned, and the audience below the stage stared at Dai Huaqin in disbelief.

What is this guy saying?

Why can someone talk about their mother's death with such confidence and so refined?

Now, the strange gazes no longer fell on Huo Yuhao, but instead on Dai Huarong.

Dai Huarong reacted and rushed over, even releasing his martial spirit in his haste, grabbing Dai Huaqin's shoulders and shaking him violently.

"What! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

The red and blue eyes had turned completely bloodshot, staring at Dai Huaqin's bewildered face, and screamed incoherently.

"Say something! Are you kidding me? You must be!"

Although he didn't really treat the Duchess like a mother, she was the boss who poured resources into him. Now that she was dead, what would he do in the future?

Moreover, his actions today offended Huo Yuhao, and his reputation is probably not in good shape...

All sorts of things that followed flashed through his mind, his blood rushed to his head, and Dai Huarong's face turned redder than Guan Yu's, with wisps of heat rising from the top of his head.

Seeing Dai Huaqin staring blankly without saying a word, Dai Huarong knew that everything he said was true, and released Dai Huaqin with a wry smile.

He glanced at Huo Yuhao in despair and gave him a thumbs up.

"Huo Yuhao, you're really great! Great job!"

He then laughed sadly and strode away from the square.

Seeing her brother leave, Dai Huaqin blinked and shouted, "Brother, wait for me!" before quickly chasing after him.

Everything happened too fast. Huo Yuhao's reputation reversed dramatically, transforming him from an unfilial son who disregarded his mother's remains into a protagonist in a thrilling novel who stormed into enemy lines and slew his enemies.

Huo Yuhao dusted off his clothes, his face still bearing a gentle smile.

"Finished laughing? Want to fight me now? You bastard, you stood me up during the freshman competition, now try running away again!"

Wang Dong, standing on the opposite side, could no longer contain himself.

Huo Yuhao paused, a bitter feeling welling up inside him.

Why is she so insistent? What is it about me that attracts her so much, making her want to fight me?

Does this mean we're destined to have a showdown? Either in front of the dorm or in the square?

Judging from Wang Dong'er's current state, it seems like she has no choice but to be hit.

Shaking his head, Huo Yuhao spat out a mouthful of air.

Come on, come on.

"Hmph, prepare to die!"

Wang Dong'er shouted, her butterfly wings fluttered, and she quickly approached.

Soaring high into the air, Wang Dong leaped down, using the momentum of the descent to slightly fold his wings, creating a golden rim that shimmered in the sunlight.

The butterfly wings aimed directly at Huo Yuhao at an extremely fast speed.

The audience was once again amazed by the exquisite butterfly wings.

"The Goddess of Light Butterfly is truly the most beautiful martial soul! Even when radiating murderous intent, it is still breathtaking!"

Some girls looked at the handsome Wang Dong with hearts in their eyes, then glanced at the indifferent Huo Yuhao, feeling conflicted for a moment.

"If they both pursued me at the same time, who should I choose? Hehehe..."

If Huo Yuhao knew what they were thinking, he might say something.

The young female cook has quite a vivid imagination when it comes to mining.

Unfortunately, he is now under some pressure from Wang Dong's offensive.

Ice crystals condensed on his arms, and the Emperor's Frost Extreme Ice Divine Body became even stronger when actively activated.

bass!

The butterfly's wings slashed towards them, only to be blocked by the ice crystals. After several clashes, they sparked a dazzling array of sparks.

With both God's-eye view and the ability to see through illusions activated simultaneously, Huo Yuhao was secretly astonished that he couldn't find any particularly obvious flaws.

"Damn it, who's the chosen one? Even with all my advantages, I can't crush Wang Dong?!"

Wang Dong was even more puzzled.

"I'm praised by countless elders at the Clear Sky Sect as the number one genius in the world, and I'm invincible at Shrek Academy, so why can't I gain the upper hand against this guy?"

Wang Dong adjusted his breathing and stared at the ice crystal in Huo Yuhao's hand, creating a slight distance between them.

"Isn't he a mental type? Where did this ice type come from? Its strength is so great that even my wing-slash could barely shatter it. And wasn't he only at the first ring a while ago? When did he become the second ring?"

However, Wang Dong remained confident that victory would ultimately be hers, and she believed that her fighting spirit stemmed from the discovery of an evenly matched opponent.

"Again!"

With a flap of its wings, it swooped off again.