"Huo Yuhao."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong suddenly took a step forward, almost face-to-face with Huo Yuhao. At such a close distance, Huo Yuhao could clearly see his long eyelashes and the arrogance in those uniquely colored eyes.
"Very good," Wang Dong smiled slightly, "I think your name will soon disappear from Shrek Academy. Let's go, idiot." As he said this, he turned and walked out first, his pace light and confident.
Huo Yuhao sneered in his heart. This arrogant guy would soon pay the price for his blind confidence. He didn't even know his own Martial Soul, Soul Power, and spirit ring; he really didn't know where this confidence came from.
After these days of training, Huo Yuhao was no longer the weak and helpless young man he once was.
With Furina's help, not only had his strength greatly increased, but his state of mind had also undergone earth-shaking changes. He would never let anyone bully him again, especially facing this roommate with whom he would share a room for at least a year.
Since the other party was so overbearing, he would let him see his own strength.
Shrek Academy covered a vast area. On the open space in front of the dormitory building, several ancient trees cast cool shade. Wang Dong stood in the center of the open space, turned around, and beckoned to Huo Yuhao, his movements full of provocation.
Huo Yuhao was completely unmoved. Back on the way here, he had already used his mental force to clearly investigate the other party's Soul Power—he was just a two-ring Spirit Master, with Soul Power at most not exceeding level 23. With such strength, against him who had already reached level 31, there was absolutely no chance of winning.
However, what made Huo Yuhao feel strange was that under his Spiritual Detection, Wang Dong's body structure seemed a bit different from a normal young man's; his bones were more slender, his muscle lines were softer, and overall it leaned towards being feminine... Perhaps it was because he was too handsome?
Just as the two were confronting each other, the old man who had been lying on the chair at the dormitory entrance slightly raised his head. A glimmer of curiosity flashed in Mu En's dim, yellow eyes, watching this upcoming contest with great interest.
Huo Yuhao was the first to release his Martial Soul. A gentle wave of mental force spread out with him as the center, and at the same time, three spirit rings slowly rose from under his feet—one white, one purple, one black. This unconventional spirit ring configuration appeared particularly striking in the sunlight.
"You are not my opponent," Huo Yuhao said calmly, "If you apologize now, we can still continue to be roommates."
When Wang Dong saw Huo Yuhao's spirit rings, a hint of unconcealable surprise flashed in his eyes. The white, purple, and black spirit ring configuration completely overturned his understanding of Spirit Master cultivation. However, the bold words he had just spoken were like spilled water; with his proud nature, how could he soften his stance at this time?
"Don't look down on people!" Wang Dong retorted in shame and anger, "Your first spirit ring is only ten years old, how could This Lord lose to you?"
Huo Yuhao shook his head secretly in his heart. This Wang Dong was indeed as he expected, blinded by pride, unable to even make the most basic judgment of the situation.
"Since that's the case..." Huo Yuhao's eyes became sharp, "Then let's see the real truth with our skills."
Wang Dong snorted coldly and also released his Martial Soul. A pair of gorgeous light wings unfolded from behind him, with seven-colored light flowing on the wings, as if a rainbow from the sky had been cut and draped over his body. One yellow and one purple spirit ring rose from under his feet, shining brightly in the sunlight.
"What kind of Martial Soul is this? A butterfly?" Huo Yuhao wondered in his heart.
Although he had already sensed the power of this Martial Soul through his mental force, seeing its beauty unfold with his own eyes still made one gasp in admiration.
Mu En, watching the battle from afar, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his aged face. "They really are both little monsters..." He whispered to himself, his voice so low that only he could hear it.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, scattering broken gold on the open ground. The two young men stood facing each other, one side with the dazzling Light Goddess Butterfly, and the other with the Body Martial Soul, Spirit Eyes Martial Soul.
Wang Dong vibrated the light wings behind him, and the seven-colored light drew gorgeous trajectories in the air. His eyes were full of confidence; although he was surprised by Huo Yuhao's spirit ring configuration, he was still full of confidence in his own Martial Soul and strength.
Huo Yuhao stood quietly in place, the white ten-year spirit ring, the purple thousand-year spirit ring, and the black ten-thousand-year spirit ring flickering with faint light in turn. His eyes were as calm as water; after these days of training, he had learned to keep a cool head in battle.
A breeze blew by, fluttering the corners of the two young men's clothes. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, and a contest destined to change their relationship was about to unfold in this open space. And for Huo Yuhao, this was not just a contest of strength, but also a ritual to bid farewell to the weak self of the past.
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