Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

After both sides announced their names, the final match officially began.

The two sides began their first round of probing with their soul skills. Wang Dong's millennium soul skill made its appearance again, and Huo Yuhao even managed to deliver a powerful close-range palm strike to Dai Huabin, causing him to stagger.

No one could have predicted that this lowly first-level spirit-type soul master could unleash such combat power.

The battle had clearly entered a fierce stage. Dai Huabin ran to the rear, and Zhu Lu ran towards Dai Huabin.

It's here! The fusion skill of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger Martial Soul and the Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul—Netherworld White Tiger!

There are only one pair per generation, and if you're lucky, you might even get two pairs—the secret weapon of the Xingluo Dai and Zhu families! It's currently roaring on the testing grounds.

Next, Huo Yuhao's group's actions also drew gasps from the audience.

Soul Fusion Technique. Yes, they also unleashed a Soul Fusion Technique, a golden ray shooting towards the Netherworld White Tiger.

Director Du Weilun leaped off the field, revealing eight spirit rings, in order to minimize the impact of the spirit fusion skill collision on both sides.

The result was unexpected: Du Weiren's body briefly turned golden, and claw marks left by the Netherworld White Tiger appeared on his back.

Just when everyone thought Dai Huabin's team had won, Du Weilun announced loudly that Huo Yuhao's team had won.

If it weren't for the effect of his and Wang Dong's spirit fusion skill, how could a mere Soul Master's spirit fusion skill have hurt him?

Cheers and applause for the winners resounded throughout the sky.

But at that moment, Zhang Mo actually got up and quietly left his seat.

False cheers and applause are meaningless. No one knows what you've contributed, no one knows your significance within the team.

It's truly... pathetic.

The next day.

The academy reorganized the classes and announced the list of those specially approved to become core disciples.

Huo Yuhao's name was not on this list.

In that instant, feelings of loss, sadness, doubt, grievance, anger, and indignation surged into Huo Yuhao's heart.

But Huo Yuhao had worked so hard and persevered all the way, so this poor kid gritted his teeth and desperately comforted himself: It's okay, it's that I'm not worthy, it's that my soul power hasn't reached level 20, it's that I don't have talent, it's that I haven't worked hard enough.

And so, forcing a smile, he tried his best to present his best side to his friend as he walked into Du Weiren's office to claim the mystery prize for first place.

Perhaps it's because children's emotions change quickly, or perhaps it's because Huo Yuhao has endured so much hardship and setback along the way that he's become accustomed to it.

When they saw that the mysterious grand prize was a soul bone, they were all very excited and thrilled.

Just then, an uninvited guest appeared.

"boom--"

The door to Du Weiren's office was kicked open without knocking or greeting.

The identity of the visitor surprised Du Weiren, yet not so much, since who else in the entire academy would dare to be so bold besides him?

"Director Du, I'm here to ask for the person back!" Zhang Mo said to Du Weilun with a smile.

"Zhang Mo, this is my office. You should knock!" Director Du Weilun said angrily.

Huo, Wang, and Xiao were clearly taken aback by what they saw and stared at the scene without knowing what to do.

"Alright, Director Du, your list of core disciples has been announced. It's my turn now."

"you……"

Du Weiren was angry, but considering the academy's negative attitude towards Huo Yuhao, and his desire to take responsibility for Huo Yuhao, he decided to let it be. So he sat back down in his chair.

"Huo Yuhao, the academy doesn't think much of you. They see you as just an accessory to Wang Dong's spirit fusion technique."

"They think you're too old and your soul power is too low."

"You clearly proved yourself, achieving first place in the freshman assessment with your partners, but they still don't recognize you;"

"You also have a physical spirit, but they want the Lan sisters instead of you."

Zhang Mo's words were piercing, revealing all the grievances Huo Yuhao had felt.

Huo Yuhao's emotions, which had just calmed down, began to fluctuate again, and his eyes, which contained his powerful martial soul, began to moisten at this moment.

Yes, why? I clearly won, I clearly did it, so why?!

When a person is sad or upset, they tend to connect many unrelated things and recall even more painful memories.

Huo Yuhao thought of his mother. Even though they didn't live in the mansion and were no longer in the public eye, those people still came to bully them.

Why, why!

"Yuhao..." Wang Dong felt a pang of sadness seeing Huo Yuhao's tears, so he turned to Zhang Mo and asked, "Why did you..."

"Huo Yuhao, but I've taken a liking to you, and I want to take you as my disciple."

"Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Zhang Mo. I am the current holder of the lifetime 'Master' title, the number one theorist of martial spirit theory in Douluo Continent, and the current deputy director of the Martial Spirit Department."

"Although my soul power is not high either, I believe in you. I have seen how hard you work. Every day after school you sell grilled fish to supplement your income. You also train extra every day in order to make your soul power improve quickly."

"I believe in your martial spirit, your efforts, and your future. I want to take you as my disciple. Are you willing... to believe in me too?"

As he said this, Zhang Mo half-squatted down and wiped away Huo Yuhao's tears.

Huo Yuhao's martial soul is the Spirit Eye, a top-tier physical martial soul. Its origin lies in the optic nerve and brain, which is why he has an excellent memory and can remember everything he sees.

He remembered that the older brother in front of him had also knelt down to brush the dust off him the last time. It was the day before school started, and the older brother had been a frequent customer there ever since. But his senior brother, Beibei, reminded him to be careful of this person, though he didn't think he was a bad person.

Then there was what happened a few days ago. "Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, go find Wang Yan! Hurry!" Teacher Zhang Mo was only a Soul Master of the third ring, but he stood in front of him.

I haven't felt this way in a long time—this genuine feeling of being watched and cared for.

Huo Yuhao pushed Wang Dong away, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed loudly.

"Please, Teacher Zhang Mo, accept me as your apprentice!"

"Alright!" Zhang Mo put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand slightly with his palm facing upward. "Get up quickly. From today onwards, you are my first disciple."

"Soon, I will make you stand at the top of this world." Zhang Mo had a cryptic smile on his lips.

Wang Dong watched as Huo Yuhao knelt before Zhang Mo, and a sudden, inexplicable sadness welled up inside him. It was as if... he was a little angry.

Zhang Mo took out a soul tool shaped like armor from his soul tool collection.

"This is the prize I won in the Master Cup. It's a level four soul tool that can withstand attacks from soul masters to a certain extent. Its limit is that it can withstand a full-force attack from a four-ring soul master."

"To be honest, I don't have anything good on hand right now, so consider this your apprenticeship gift. I'll give you something better later."

"A level four soul tool?" Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao said in shock.

A level four soul tool can only be considered mid-range among all soul tools, but for a soul master, it is already a rare and exquisite item.

"Thank you, Master." Huo Yuhao stood up and bowed to Zhang Mo again.

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