Bonus Chapter. Enjoy!
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In Wu Siduo's eyes, she hadn't even seen how Huo Yuhao drew his sword.
That sword was too fast, fast like a streaming light, like a phantom; her mind didn't even have time to react before that strike had already ended.
But in that instant, she only felt an incomparably tyrannical force crushing toward her. That power was as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea, carrying an irresistible pressure, as if the heavens were collapsing, making even breathing difficult. This force was powerful and vigorous, even making her unable to produce the thought of resisting.
In the eyes of others, Huo Yuhao's strike happened to hit the center of the Hell White Tiger's forehead.
Immediately, this giant Hell White Tiger, like a punctured illusion, instantly dissipated. That transparent body was like a reflection on the water's surface shattered by a pebble, turning into countless tiny points of light, scattering and drifting away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
At the same time, Wu Siduo flew backward. Her body was like a kite with a broken string, breaking several ancient trees in succession before coming to a stop.
Then, her figure also instantly dissipated, because the training field had judged her dead. Death in the virtual space meant being eliminated, meaning this assessment was already over for her.
Although Huo Yuhao hadn't used a Spirit Ability, that sword strike just now had been delivered without holding back at all. That strike condensed his Sword Intent, condensed his Spirit Power, and condensed his entire understanding of the Dao of the Sword.
Therefore, it was normal for one strike to "kill" Wu Siduo in her Hell White Tiger state.
Huo Yuhao retracted the six spirit rings beneath his feet, while the surrounding Students were all currently wearing dumbfounded expressions.
Some had their mouths wide open, some had their eyes bulging, some forgot to breathe, and some had their legs go weak.
They had previously thought Huo Yuhao had a Spirit King cultivation, but they really hadn't expected him to actually be a Spirit Emperor!
A thirteen-year-old Spirit Emperor was simply unheard of.
In the tens of thousands of years of Douluo Continent's history, geniuses have emerged in large numbers and prodigies have been countless, but a thirteen-year-old Spirit Emperor has never existed.
Now, whether it was the Students present or the Students outside who had just seen that scene through the screen, they no longer had any doubts about Huo Yuhao's status as number one on the Young Genius List.
Huo Yuhao glanced at the dazed people around him, the corners of his mouth curling slightly into a faint smile.
"I said before, I have no interest in being the class president, so you guys continue." His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
After saying that, Huo Yuhao turned and returned to Gu Yue's side, hands in his pockets, looking like he wouldn't make another move. The others looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation and complexity.
No one dared to be the first to move; the lingering power of that strike just now still weighed on everyone's hearts like an invisible mountain, making them breathless.
The teacher Shen Yi had been right about one thing: in Shrek Academy, strength is paramount! Here, talent is the pass, strength is the right to speak; the strong are respected, and the weak are prey.
Huo Yuhao had already displayed crushing strength, and that invincible pressure was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts; many people truly no longer had the mind to compete for class president.
However, there are always exceptions, and at this moment, someone stood up. His appearance was ordinary, the kind of face that would be lost in a crowd. His eyes and hair were a lifeless gray, and his face had a sickly paleness.
His name was Xu Yucheng, a four-ring Spirit Ancestor, ranked nineteenth on the Young Genius List, with the title 'Undying'.
Xu Yucheng looked at Huo Yuhao; in those gray eyes, there was no fear, no retreat, only a calm, stubborn determination.
His voice was low and raspy: "I submit to your strength, but I need those five hundred Contribution Points, so I will fight for this Class President position."
In that tone, there was no provocation, no refusal to accept, only a simple, straightforward honesty.
He wasn't trying to prove anything or challenge the strong; he was only doing it for those five hundred Contribution Points.
Simple, direct, and undisguised.
Huo Yuhao looked at the other party, that calm and breezy smile still on his face.
He waved his hand and said casually, "You don't need to tell me all this."
He had no interest in being Class President, nor in Contribution Points; whoever wanted to fight for it could go ahead, it had nothing to do with him.
Xu Yucheng didn't need to explain to him, nor did he need his permission.
Xu Yucheng didn't explain further, but just nodded and turned his gaze directly toward Na'er, who was beside Huo Yuhao.
He spoke, his voice still low and raspy: "You said before that you wanted to be Cass President, right? Then let's have a match!"
Na'er's silver eyes blinked, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow in the sunlight. The corners of her mouth curled slightly, revealing a confident smile.
She stepped forward, her silver ponytail swaying gently behind her, with an air of "bring it on, who's afraid of whom"; she naturally didn't fear any challenge.
But just then, a figure suddenly rushed out, inserting himself between the two.
With his back to Na'er, he turned his head, revealing a sunny and handsome smiling face; it was Tang Wulin.
"How about you give this opportunity to me?" His voice carried a hint of eager excitement. "Since the holiday ended, I haven't encountered a suitable opponent yet."
Na'er blinked, a flash of thought crossing those silver eyes.
She quickly understood Tang Wulin's meaning; his strength had increased greatly, his Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline had awakened, and his Clear Sky Hammer Spirit had awakened, so he needed a suitable opponent to verify his combat power.
And Xu Yucheng, a four-ring Spirit Ancestor ranked nineteenth on the Young Genius List, was an excellent touchstone.
Immediately, Na'er said directly, "Then you go ahead, but I won't give up the class president position."
Tang Wulin smiled, turned his head to look at the opposite Xu Yucheng, his golden eyes full of Battle Intent.
Xu Yucheng sized up Tang Wulin, his gray eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny. "You have been on the Young Genius List before; your title seemed to be 'Dragon Fist'."
Although two years had passed and Tang Wulin had grown up and his appearance had changed somewhat, Xu Yucheng still found information about Tang Wulin from his memory.
Tang Wulin smiled; that was all in the past. He had only been on the list for three months before being pushed off. As for the title "Dragon Fist," it was no longer suitable for him.
The Golden Dragon Claw was lost, the Dragon Clan Bloodline was gone; the words "Dragon Fist" had long since become unworthy of the name.
Seeing Tang Wulin didn't reply, Xu Yucheng spoke again: "Since you've stepped forward, let me defeat you first, then we'll have another match!"
He could see that among those present who would still make a move, there were likely only the three of them left.
After speaking, four spirit rings rose beneath Xu Yucheng's feet, but those four spirit rings were only yellow hundred-year spirit rings.
Tang Wulin had also learned about him; it was said that because his Spirit was too strong, it made it difficult for his body to withstand higher-level spirit rings.
And his title "Undying" wasn't because he himself could not die, but because his body was too fragile; in battle, he "must not die"!
He could be injured, but he could not be hit; there could not be any mistakes. Once hit, with his fragile body, it was very likely he would be defeated in a single strike.
Thinking of this, Tang Wulin shook his head inwardly.
In his view, Xu Yucheng, this youth Genius, could only "act fiercely" at this current stage. Once the Spirit Power of other Spirit Masters increased and they possessed thousand-year and ten thousand year spirit rings, and the power of Spirit Abilities increased significantly, Xu Yucheng's advantage would completely vanish.
The power of those hundred-year spirit ring abilities was limited and simply not enough to contend with thousand-year or ten thousand year spirit rings.
At that time, his fragile body and his hundred-year spirit rings would all become fatal shortcomings.
Eventually, he would only fade into the crowd.
He's already at the four-ring stage and hasn't found a way to solve his physical issues; Xu Yucheng's future is worrying!
Tang Wulin involuntarily thought of his own Bloodline issues again.
He was also lucky to have met Huo Yuhao, met Na'er, and met these people who were willing to help him.
Otherwise, his future would also have been in mortal danger.
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