"I must win!"
"I will stand here in my own way, upright and dignified. I want everyone who looks down on me to shut up."
Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao slowly raised his head. The eyes that were originally gloomy from anger had now returned to a calm like an ancient well. Beneath this calm lay a determination to burn everything away.
Wu Feng looked at the silently standing Huo Yuhao across the arena; her already limited patience was finally exhausted.
In her view, Huo Yuhao's silence was cowardice, a refusal to acknowledge her good intentions.
"Ungrateful wretch."
She cursed under her breath and stopped wasting words.
"Hah!"
Wu Feng took a step forward, and the hard stone surface of the arena emitted a muffled thud beneath her feet.
A scorching Aura suddenly erupted from within her body.
Her body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye; fine, crimson Dragon scales rapidly appeared on her cheeks, neck, and arms.
Her long, bright red hair moved without wind, and her entire being seemed to be enveloped in a mass of crimson flames.
Immediately after, two century-level yellow spirit rings rose from beneath her feet, rhythmically circling her fiery body.
A pressure originating from the depths of her Bloodline was released; it was the majesty belonging to the superior Dragon Clan.
Red Dragon Martial Soul, possess!
The students below the stage, even those who were also Spirit Masters of the attack system, felt a trace of oppression upon sensing this Dragon might.
"Such strong oppressive force. Wu Feng's Red Dragon Martial Soul really lives up to its reputation."
One student said in a low voice.
"Indeed, this is a true top-tier Beast Spirit. What was Huo Yuhao's Spirit again? Spirit Eye? Never even heard of it."
Facing Wu Feng's powerful Aura, Huo Yuhao was not to be outdone.
He made no unnecessary movements, only slowly raising his head.
In an instant, his originally pitch-black eyes lit up, as if two brilliant white lights were blooming in his pupils.
Following that, a thin, ten-year soul ring emitting a faint white light quietly rose from beneath his feet.
A two-ring Spirit Grandmaster, two century-level spirit rings, top-tier Beast Spirit.
A one-ring Spirit Master, one ten-year soul ring, mental-type Spirit.
From every angle, this was a duel without suspense.
"Hmph, courting humiliation."
Dai Huabin crossed his arms, the mockery on his lips deepening.
Just then, Wu Feng moved.
Without the slightest hesitation, she stomped her right foot hard on the ground. Her body, like a cannonball fired from its chamber, kicked up a gust of wind as she charged straight at Huo Yuhao.
Her red hair streamed backward as she moved at high speed; she was like a red cloud sweeping in, full of violent impact.
The distance of tens of meters vanished in an instant under her explosive power.
However, an astonishing scene occurred.
Facing the aggressively approaching Wu Feng, Huo Yuhao not only did not retreat, but he didn't even adopt any defensive or offensive stance.
He simply, slowly, closed his eyes.
He stood there quietly, as if everything in the outside World had nothing to do with him, like he was conducting a standing meditation.
"What is he doing?!"
"Has he given up? Closing his eyes to wait for death?"
The audience below erupted into discussion.
Charging at the forefront, Wu Feng saw Huo Yuhao's strange behavior and instantly heightened her vigilance.
"Closed his eyes?"
Her thoughts raced.
"Is he trying to use that Spiritual Impact Spirit Ability? Hmph, I've already prepared for it."
After their team lost to Huo Yuhao, they had reviewed and studied it many times.
The conclusion was that while Huo Yuhao's Spirit Ability capable of directly attacking the Sea of Consciousness was strange, it was not impossible to defend against.
As long as one focused their mental force highly during battle and allocated a portion of spirit power to constantly guard their head and Sea of Consciousness, it was possible to greatly weaken or even block that attack.
"As long as I defend against your only trick, I'll see what you have left to fight me with."
Wu Feng sneered internally.
She didn't even use any Spirit Ability.
In her view, it was completely unnecessary.
"My Red Dragon Martial Soul grants me body strength, power, and speed far beyond ordinary people. Do I need a Spirit Ability to deal with a control system Spirit Master with only level 17 spirit power? That would be an insult."
"I will use the purest physical strength to beat him to the ground, punch by punch and kick by kick, and let him understand the unbridgeable chasm between us."
In an instant, Wu Feng had rushed in front of Huo Yuhao. Her right fist, containing explosive power, brought a whistling wind as it struck straight at Huo Yuhao's face.
With this punch, she had absolute confidence that she could knock Huo Yuhao unconscious directly.
However, at the very moment her fist was about to touch the tip of Huo Yuhao's nose.
Huo Yuhao, with his eyes closed, seemed to have grown eyes on the back of his head; his head tilted to the left at an incredibly small angle.
"Whoosh—"
Wu Feng's fist flew past, almost grazing his ear.
The fierce wind of the punch blew the black hair by his ear into wild motion.
"What?"
Wu Feng was shocked. Having missed the first strike, she reacted extremely quickly. Using her waist to generate force, her body turned with the momentum, and a fierce whip kick swept out, aiming directly at Huo Yuhao's waist and abdomen.
However, Huo Yuhao was like a tumbler; his body leaned backward, and with an 'iron bridge' posture difficult for ordinary people to achieve, he once again narrowly dodged the kick.
Wu Feng's attacks were continuous; fists, palms, elbows, and knees poured down on Huo Yuhao like a raging storm.
But something strange happened.
Huo Yuhao kept his eyes closed the entire time. His movements were minimal, and every shift was just right, as if he could predict all of Wu Feng's attack routes in advance.
He was like a small boat in stormy waves; it seemed he would capsize at any moment, yet he always managed to find the gaps between the waves at the most critical moments, surviving tenaciously.
The students below the stage were all stunned.
"This... how is this possible? He has his eyes closed."
"Is it a coincidence? It can't be that coincidental every time."
Only Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao felt their tense hearts relax slightly.
They knew this was Huo Yuhao's main Spirit Ability—Spiritual Detection.
And in Huo Yuhao's mind, the World was a different sight.
No color, no light or dark, only an absolutely three-dimensional mental World within a radius of one hundred meters with him at the center.
In this World, Wu Feng was no longer a living person, but an incredibly clear humanoid model composed of countless lines and light points of energy.
He could see the flow of spirit power within her body, could see the contraction and force application of every one of her muscles, and could see all possibilities of her next move.
Every one of her attacks, in Huo Yuhao's mental World, became a clear, calculable ballistic trajectory.
And all he had to do was use this information to make the most energy-efficient and highly effective dodge before the attack arrived.
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