'I will make him pay the price. I will let him know that offending me, Wu Feng, is the biggest mistake he has ever made in his life.'
Intense hatred temporarily suppressed the sharp pain in her mind, and she struggled, using her slightly trembling legs to stand up again step by step.
She pointed at Huo Yuhao, her voice becoming hoarse and sharp from anger, echoing throughout the entire Soul Dueling Area.
"Huo Yuhao, you listen to me."
"I don't care what kind of schemes you used; today, you lost."
"Also, let me tell you, as long as you, Huo Yuhao, are still in the Martial Soul Department for one day, I, Wu Feng, will target you for one day. I will make it impossible for you to stay in the Martial Soul Department until you crawl out of the Martial Soul Department like a dog."
These vicious words made Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, who were off the stage, instantly burn with rage.
"Wu Feng, you've gone too far."
Wang Dong roared, making a move to rush onto the stage.
However, at this very moment, a sudden change occurred.
That Huo Yuhao, who should have been exhausted and completely unconscious, twitched violently upon hearing Wu Feng's words.
He slowly, slowly raised his head.
His eyes had turned blood-red.
It wasn't the bloodshot look caused by surging blood and Qi during the previous battle, but a deeper, more terrifying shade of red.
Within them churned resentment, anger, and unwillingness so thick they were almost overflowing, along with a trace of... cold murderous intent.
Why?
Why must I be treated this way?
Huo Yuhao's consciousness seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss.
The bullying, disdain, and abuse he had suffered since he was a child flashed before his eyes one by one.
The cold gazes in the Duke's Mansion, Dai Huabin's ruthless beatings, the cold sarcasm of the servants...
He thought that by escaping that home and coming to Shrek Academy, everything would be different.
He Cultivated with his life on the line, putting in more effort than anyone else, thinking that as long as he was strong enough, he could earn respect.
But what was the result?
The appearance of Dai Huabin beat him back to his original state.
And now, there was one more, Wu Feng.
Just because his cultivation was low? Just because he came in through the back door?
Why?!
Heavens, why are you so unfair to me?!
A surge of extreme negative emotions, like a breached flood, instantly overwhelmed all his reason.
He wanted to kill.
He wanted to kill this woman in front of him, to kill everyone who looked down on him.
"Sigh..."
Just as Huo Yuhao's reason was about to be completely swallowed by murderous intent, an old, distant sigh, as if crossing through the ages of time, quietly sounded in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.
This sigh seemed to carry a strange magic, instantly soothing the violent resentment in Huo Yuhao's heart.
"Damn it, it's you, the guy who's fighting me for territory."
The Heavenly Dream Ice Worm's shocked and angry voice rang out in Huo Yuhao's mind.
And the moment Huo Yuhao heard that sigh, the blood-red color in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a dead, emotionless gray.
"Hatred will blind your eyes."
The old voice sounded again, clearly echoing within the Sea of Consciousness, every word carrying a sense of majesty.
The next moment, Huo Yuhao was horrified to discover that his body seemed to have lost control.
No, not lost control.
He could clearly feel his limbs, could feel the sharp pain in his chest, and could feel the almost dry Soul Power in his body.
However, he could no longer be the Dominator of his own body.
He was like a bystander locked in a cockpit, watching helplessly as someone else sat in the driver's seat.
"The use of mental force should be like this."
The old voice carried a hint of instruction.
Immediately after, Huo Yuhao felt that the Soul Power in his already dry Dantian Qi Sea was actually boiling again.
It was still his power; the total amount and intensity of the Soul Power had not changed at all.
However, under the control of that mysterious existence, this Soul Power was mobilized and operated with extreme efficiency in a way he had never understood before.
His pair of Spiritual Eyes, which had turned gray, suddenly lit up. The light was no longer the brilliant radiance from before, but a deep, restrained gray that seemed capable of swallowing everything.
Soul Shock, activated again.
But this time, it was completely different from the desperate, violent outburst before.
Huo Yuhao saw that his already meager mental force was being compressed, purified, and condensed in an unbelievable way.
What should have been a mass of energy exploding outwards was now gathered into a gray thread, thinner than a strand of hair and almost invisible.
The entire process seemed somewhat slow, like a long-dormant venomous snake slowly flicking out its deadly tongue.
That gray mental thread silently flicked towards Wu Feng's direction.
At this moment, Wu Feng, seeing Huo Yuhao stand up again and seeing the eerie gray light flashing in his eyes, had her reason overwhelmed by the anger in her heart.
"You still dare to stand up?! Go to hell."
Ignoring the sharp pain in her Sea of Consciousness, she frantically urged the remaining Soul Power in her body.
Closing her hands in front of her chest, a crimson fireball the size of a human head, emitting a terrifying high temperature, quickly condensed and formed in her hands.
"Go!"
She roared, pushing this fireball towards Huo Yuhao with all her might.
This was her final Soul Power and her strongest single-target attack; she wanted to burn Huo Yuhao completely to ashes.
"Stop!"
Han Ruoruo, who was under the ring, had her expression change drastically.
She could tell that both sides were fighting with real fire. If these two hits landed solidly, one's Sea of Consciousness might be shattered, and the other would be crippled for life even if they didn't die.
She just wanted to step forward to intervene.
But the next moment, her footsteps stopped abruptly, and a strange smile even appeared on her face.
Because, someone was faster than her.
A white figure, who knows when, had already silently appeared in the center of the ring, blocking exactly between Huo Yuhao and Wu Feng.
His short white hair fluttered without wind, and his heterochromatic eyes—left gold, right green—calmly watched everything before him, as if he were just watching a farce.
It was none other than the monitor of new student class one, Caelus, who had just returned from the Extreme North Land.
Facing Wu Feng's huge fireball that was enough to melt gold and iron, Caelus's expression did not change in the slightest.
He just raised his right hand casually.
A layer of brilliant, crystal-clear ice, like a diamond, instantly covered his entire palm.
Every edge of the ice crystals refracted light, breathtakingly beautiful, yet emitting a chill that penetrated into the Soul.
He reached out his hand and gently caught the rapidly approaching fireball.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss—"
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