Chapter 85 Bai Xiaoxiao vs. Bai Wangdong? I, Hei Wangdong, truly refuse to believe in this!
The light and shadow flickered above the sky, and after a brief moment of astonishment, the atmosphere in the training ground quickly shifted to a tense and competitive one.
The Dark World, a corner of Shrek Academy.
Faced with Huo Yuhao's smug mockery, Wang Dong's face turned pale and then red.
Looking at the "herself" in the sky, who had fallen to the ground without any resistance, she felt a tingling sensation in her toes.
She never expected that Bai Wangdong, who possessed level 37 soul power and received soul spirit amplification, would lose his signal in an instant.
"Fine, I'll wash it! What's the big deal?" Wang Dong stomped her foot, her face drooping, but her tone remained firm.
"So what if I have to wash smelly socks for a month? I, Wang Dong, may not like doing chores, but I still know the meaning of 'a bet is a bet.' Huo Yuhao, don't be too happy yet!"
However, despite this, her large, pinkish-blue eyes were filled with deep fear of "mental attacks".
That kind of undefendable, instantaneous attack was indeed beyond her understanding of conventional combat.
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[In the scene depicting the scene above the sky, Bai Huoyuhao looked at the unconscious Wang Dong, his calm expression vanishing instantly, replaced by deep anxiety.]
He rushed forward, mentally grumbling at Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.
"Tianmeng, you went too far! This was supposed to be a team practice session, why did you knock him out? What if it damaged his mental essence?"
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm rolled its eyes at Huo Yuhao's shoulder, its tone utterly innocent: "Hey, you little brat, I've already gone easy on you, okay?"
"That soul-piercing attack just now only used less than one percent of my original power."
"How could I have known this guy was so fragile? His level 37 soul power couldn't even withstand this little bit of mental interference from me."
Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao worked together to help Wang Dong to a rest area on the side.
Fortunately, the White World's Order Training Grounds possessed an extremely powerful mental restoration array, and the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm had indeed held back; in a short while, Wang Dong slowly awoke.
Wang Dong opened his eyes, rubbing his throbbing temples. Seeing Huo Yuhao's concerned face, his first reaction was to shrink back, then he loudly complained, "Huo Yuhao! This is too weird! Is that a soul skill? How am I supposed to defend against that kind of attack? I didn't even touch you before my consciousness was cut off!"
Huo Yuhao scratched his head somewhat sheepishly and explained, "Wang Dong, don't be angry. Spirit-attribute martial souls do indeed operate this way in actual combat; they attack the sea of consciousness. Brother Tianmeng did exert a bit too much force just now, but that's just his fighting style."
Wang Dong was so frustrated he was about to go crazy.
He looked down at his hands, the golden light of level 37 still faintly visible, his face full of frustration: "Me, a level 37 offensive character, can't even beat you, a level 29? How am I supposed to stay in the team after this?"
Xiao Xiao, standing to the side, made no attempt to hide her laughter. She crossed her arms and teased, "Oh dear, didn't someone just say that level isn't everything? Didn't someone say that even at level 40, I might not be stronger than him? And what happened? This? He says he's stronger than me?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's anger, which had just subsided, was instantly reignited. He abruptly stood up, pointed at Xiao Xiao, and shouted, "Xiao Xiao! You're not happy, are you? If you're so capable, then you do it! What kind of hero are you, just watching from the sidelines?"
Xiao Xiao wasn't stupid. Looking into Bai Huo Yuhao's deep blue eyes, she waved her hands repeatedly, "I won't go! Yuhao's methods are too wicked. Although my twin martial souls have high defense, my sea of consciousness defense isn't that thick. I don't want to suffer a public humiliation like you."
"Besides, I think everyone has already learned about Yuhao's abilities through this 'tragic' method, so there's no need to fight him anymore."
Xiao Xiao turned around, beckoned to Wang Dong with a finger, and revealed a fox-like smile: "On the contrary, Wang Dong. You were defeated too quickly just now. Besides knowing that you are fast and handsome, we don't know the specific details of your soul skills."
"Since that's the case, it's your turn to fight me. Don't worry, I'm not as wicked as Yuhao; I'll go easy on you."
"Show mercy?" Wang Dong was so angry he was practically fuming. He summoned the wings of the Goddess of Light Butterfly and roared furiously.
"Outrageous! Xiao Xiao, I'll tear your mouth apart! Come on, let's see who's holding back!"
Upon witnessing this scene, the Soul Masters of the Underworld couldn't help but chuckle, while also engaging in curious discussions.
"This time, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao are facing off. It's really hard to predict who will win!"
"Logically speaking, Xiao Xiao is level 40, which is three levels ahead of Wang Dong, so her chances of winning should be extremely high."
"But Wang Dong's Light Goddess Butterfly is a top-tier offensive attribute, and with the amplification from that Light Sprite, its explosive power is simply terrifying. She lost just now because she encountered a nemesis of mental types, but now facing Xiao Xiao, she might not lose."
On the streets of the underworld, people had already begun a heated debate, and some even started betting on the spot.
Some people guessed that Wang Dong could turn the tide with a burst of power, while others guessed that Xiao Xiao could win easily by suppressing the opponent's level.
From the perspective of Shrek Academy in the dark world, Black King Dong once again set his sights on Huo Yuhao.
"Huo Yuhao, one more time!" Wang Dong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a gambler's desperate gamble.
"Let's bet on washing socks for a month! If that Bai Wangdong in the sky loses again this time, I, Wangdong, admit defeat, and I'll give you another month! I'll wash socks for you for a total of two months, how about that?"
Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong's face, which was contorted with urgency, but did not immediately agree.
He waved his hand dismissively and said, "No, no, Wang Dong, you've got a very clever plan. If you keep adding to it like this, you'll turn the tables on me sooner or later."
Wang Dong grew impatient and pressed, "So what do you want? Just tell me!"
Huo Yuhao held up a finger and shook it, then smiled and stated his terms: "Betting is fine, but I have to change the rules. If you win this time, which means Bai Wangdong wins, I can only deduct half a month from the month you owe me. But if Bai Wangdong loses again this time, I'm sorry, you'll have to add another month on top of what you owed me."
"In other words, if you lose this time, you'll have to wash my socks for two months. If you win, you'll have to wash them for another half month. Do you dare?"
Wang Dong was rapidly calculating, his mind hardening:
Bai Wangdong was careless just now. Now she is facing Xiao Xiao, a regular Soul Master. Although there is a level difference, the quality of the Martial Soul can make up for it. She can't possibly lose to Xiao Xiao, can she?
If we win this match, we can skip half a month of washing clothes, so it's a good deal!
"Alright! I agree!" Wang Dong slapped his thigh, his voice booming. "I refuse to believe that Xiao Xiao can be more wicked than Huo Yuhao! Bring it on!"
The two held their breath and stared intently at the sky.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the duel between two top freshmen has begun.
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