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

Mu Jin did not stop Wu Feng's actions, but instead looked at Huo Yuhao with a smile, her eyes full of encouragement.

A voice transmission quietly entered Huo Yuhao's ear.

"Little guy, do me a favor. You need to boost everyone's morale. No matter what you do, I'll give you fifty gold soul coins afterwards."

Although he didn't know why Mu Jin was so confident in him, he figured it must be because Du Weilun had said something to her. Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow and nodded almost imperceptibly.

In the sea of ​​spirit, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm lay lazily, relaxed and carefree.

"Yuhao, I've been saying I should teach this little girl a lesson, but I've been going to beat her up no matter what."

"That's different. Now it's paid fighting, so we'll have our living expenses covered from now on."

While responding to Tianmeng Ice Silkworm in his mind, Huo Yuhao controlled himself to appropriately show anger on his face.

"What makes you think you can look down on me? If you're not happy, beat me, and I'll automatically step down! I'm declaring that I'm going to be class monitor, and nothing can stop me!"

The surrounding students all changed their expressions. How dare a one-ring Soul Master utter such arrogant words?

Wu Feng glared at Huo Yuhao with an angry look, his crimson eyes turning even redder, and the dragon scales subtly adding a touch of wildness, making him look eager to fight.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao, a level 19 Soul Master, dared to provoke her, she hesitated for a moment, fearing that there might be a trap.

Seeing Wu Feng's hesitant expression, Huo Yuhao decided to add fuel to the fire and provoked him again.

"What are you looking at? You're not convinced, are you? Go outside and have a match, then you'll see who's boss! You're not scared, are you?"

Having been provoked repeatedly, Wu Feng's fiery temper had finally reached its breaking point. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and shouted.

"Fight if you want! Who's afraid of who!"

This time, Ning Tian did not stop Wu Feng. She looked at Huo Yuhao's fearless appearance and wanted to see what gave him such confidence.

Wu Feng turned to look at Mu Jin, seeking her opinion.

This fight was deliberately provoked by Mu Jin to inspire everyone's fighting spirit, so naturally she wouldn't refuse and led a group of people to the playground.

The two separated, and Mu Jin smiled and said.

"Then it's agreed. Huo Yuhao, as the class monitor, can take over as class monitor if someone successfully challenges him. Now, Wu Feng, as the challenger, will spar with his classmates, stopping when they've reached a point."

Wu Feng could no longer calm down; his red hair billowed like raging flames as he stared intently at Huo Yuhao.

In contrast, Huo Yuhao remained calm, patiently listened to Mu Jin's words, and nodded.

Mu Jin stood between the two, arms outstretched, then suddenly lowered them while shouting.

"start!"

Wu Feng charged forward like a ball of flame, his aggressive and unrestrained fighting style seemingly intent on devouring Huo Yuhao.

He quickly pushed off the ground, using the recoil to get close to Huo Yuhao.

The first soul skill, Dragon Fire, is activated, and the body covered with dragon scales is once again covered with a layer of dragon flame, which is blazing and fierce.

The second soul skill, Dragon Power, followed immediately, making the momentum of the Witch Wind's charge even more terrifying.

This time, Wu Feng was completely enraged and went all out from the start, wanting to eliminate Huo Yuhao as quickly as autumn leaves.

Wu Feng's Red Dragon Martial Soul is a rare top-tier Martial Soul, no matter where it is. Each of his Soul Skills is also the best-suited Soul Ring, and its power is considerable.

The students around them watched this scene with their pupils constricting, realizing that they might not actually have such fighting power.

They looked at Huo Yuhao with pity. This arrogant guy was definitely going to suffer a lot, but it was also a good thing for someone who lacked self-awareness to suffer a little.

Even before the intense dragon fire got close, Huo Yuhao felt the surrounding air become hotter and his breathing became dry.

The God's-eye view unfolded rapidly, taking in the every move of everyone present. Golden light shone in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and spirit rings appeared beneath his feet.

There were some murmurs in the room until Huo Yuhao's spirit ring appeared, at which point everything fell silent.

Those around looked at the pitiful white spirit ring with disbelief. What was originally thought to be an evenly matched battle could end with either a Grand Spirit Master defending their title through level suppression or a newcomer with deep foundation making a comeback, which would be acceptable.

However, they could not accept that the competition would turn into a one-sided crushing defeat of Huo Yuhao by Wu Feng, or a crushing defeat with no suspense whatsoever.

The student was speechless and started cursing.

"It's only a ten-year spirit ring? I thought it was to build up my foundation, and that my first spirit ring would be a thousand-year one..."

"What's there to see? There's no suspense at all. Wu Feng could kick that guy to death with one kick. I don't know what he's so arrogant about."

The students were all talking amongst themselves, recalling how Huo Yuhao had previously acted as if he were invincible, while they themselves had been intimidated. Their faces were not very pleasant, and they were all cursing inwardly.

Was I scared by a weakling? How embarrassing!

Mu Jin frowned, wondering to herself if she had made a mistake in her decision.

"What's going on? Didn't Director Du say he had extraordinary talent? How come it's only a ten-year spirit ring?"

Upon seeing Huo Yuhao's ten-year soul ring, Ning Tian suddenly leaned forward, then slowly relaxed, a feeling of being tricked stuck in his chest.

This guy is level 19, and he only has ten-year soul rings, yet he's so arrogant? Who gave him the courage?

Ning Tian had a vague, bad feeling.

There was a lot of discussion around, and everyone was pessimistic about Huo Yuhao, not to mention Wu Feng, who was already furious.

Seeing that white soul ring, so dim and so ridiculous, Wu Feng chuckled coldly, feeling extremely humiliated by being played, and boundless anger flared in his red eyes.

"You piece of trash... how dare you play me! Go to hell!"

As the dragon's fire erupted, Wu Feng was already enveloped in it. He increased his speed even further, rapidly closing the distance with Huo Yuhao amidst the intense heat.

Huo Yuhao showed no joy or sorrow, and actually closed his eyes, his spirit rings glowing almost imperceptibly.

The students around them were puzzled.

"Has he gone mad? Has he been scared out of his wits?"

"Not dodging or avoiding, are they planning to take the hit with their bare bodies?"

"Is he trying to extort soul coins?"

Wu Feng was stunned. He restrained the power of his soul skill, afraid that he might actually kill Huo Yuhao. However, he knew he had to teach Huo Yuhao a lesson.

As the distance closed, Wu Feng leaped high into the air, his entire body like a flaming arrow shot from a bow, lunging at Huo Yuhao. His fists were half-clenched, and a straight punch sent a whooshing sound through the air.

Mu Jin was also stunned. She quickly focused her mind, ready to interrupt Wu Feng's attack and save Huo Yuhao.

From Huo Yuhao's omniscient perspective, he watched as the punch slowly and directly approached his face. His training experience over the past few days surged into his mind, and dozens of counterattack methods or ways to win appeared in his mind.

However, he didn't do that. Instead, he suddenly stretched slightly to the side and turned his head slightly to the left. This action created just enough space for Wu Feng's fist to glide past Huo Yuhao's ear.

Wu Feng missed his punch and his face was full of astonishment.

"What?!"