Douluo Continent: The Evil-Eyed Dragon God, Many Women, Many Blessings

Chapter 71 is truly a calm madman.

On the second floor of the stands, Yan Shaozhe watched the fierce collision that was about to take place between the two sides with a look of surprise, but he was not worried. He had already seen the referee's move out of the corner of his eye. With his cultivation as a defensive Soul Saint, he was sure he could stand in the middle before the collision and ensure the safety of both sides to the greatest extent possible.

However, the referee's sudden stiffness caused Yan Shaozhe's expression to change, and he angrily said, "What's wrong with Wang Teng?! Why is he hesitating at a time like this?!"

Suddenly feeling a chill on his ankle, Wang Teng's entire body stiffened uncontrollably, and his expression changed drastically.

"Holy crap! We're doomed!"

Although he was a defensive Soul Saint, and his Martial Soul was the Giant Rock Yak, which had considerable defensive power, Huo Yuhao's sinister needle attack came without any warning. Naturally, he couldn't have laid down a thick layer of soul power defense on his ankle without a reason. Caught off guard, he was immediately hit!

Although the paralysis effect of the Ice Soul God on him might not even last a second, Huo Yuhao's careful calculations meant that this instant was enough to leave him no time to block!

Wang Teng watched helplessly as the sharp, violent black line collided with the huge white tiger, and a deafening explosion instantly resounded throughout the assessment area!
"Roar!"

With a mournful roar, the giant white tiger was blasted back by Huo Yuhao's attack, rolling several times on the ground before swaying and getting back to its feet.

Dust billowed across the field as Huo Yuhao's figure burst through the dust and mist, passing under the giant white tiger like lightning and arriving behind it.

Seeing that neither side was injured, Yan Shaozhe on the second floor wiped the cold sweat from his brow and breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, Wang Teng scared me half to death. He's too daring! He even dared to let them collide. If there had been any serious problems between them, I would have skinned him alive!"

Wang Teng, unaware that he had escaped a calamity, quickly followed, simultaneously spreading his soul power throughout his body to expel the icy toxins. He glanced suspiciously at Huo Yuhao, sensing the ice-attribute energy; he suspected that Huo Yuhao was the one behind it all.

Huo Yuhao ignored the referee and, taking advantage of the moment before the Netherworld White Tiger had recovered, grabbed the tiger's tail.

For felines, the tail is an extremely important part of their body for maintaining balance, and also their most sensitive spot. With his lifeline in hand, Huo Yuhao revealed a sinister, bloodthirsty smile.

"Little white tiger, do you really think I can't beat you up just because you've grown bigger?"

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, his muscles tensed, and he mobilized all his powerful strength and Soul Master-level soul power. A terrifying force surged from his waist and abdomen to his shoulders: "Get up, you bastard!"

To the astonishment of all the spectators, the enormous Netherworld White Tiger was actually swung around by Huo Yuhao!

"Oh!"

The Netherworld White Tiger's majestic body contrasted sharply with Huo Yuhao's diminutive stature, creating a breathtakingly powerful aesthetic of violence!

The enormous tiger's body seemed to transform into a giant white windmill, frantically kissing the ground on the field!

In an instant, blood and rubble flew together, and mournful cries filled the ground with dust!

Below the stage, Xiao Xiao stared at the terrifying scene, her little mouth agape in adorable disbelief. Beside her, Wu Feng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he muttered, "That's a real man! How can Huo Yuhao be so monstrous! How much power does that require?"

Ning Tian remained silent, watching Huo Yuhao on the stage wildly swinging the Netherworld White Tiger like a kitten, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder.

On the other side of the field, Wang Dong'er's lips twitched, and she turned to Di Qianqiu and said, "Qiu'er, now I finally understand why you said he was a born beast king."

Di Qianqiu did not answer, but felt the beast blood in his body boiling!

With a loud crash, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu could no longer hold on. The giant white tiger shattered, and the two figures were thrown out violently.

Because of the overload from the use of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Zhu Lu didn't even utter a sound before she fainted in mid-air and was rescued by Wang Teng.

Although Dai Huabin was also at his limit, he still managed to maintain his balance and land on the ground, staggering a few steps before kneeling on one knee. At this moment, he was no longer the demeanor of the Duke of White Tiger's heir. His blond hair was disheveled, his mouth was full of blood, and his once sky-blue eyes were now bloodshot as he stared at Huo Yuhao, who was slowly walking towards him.

Dai Huabin's confidence and arrogance seemed to have been completely shattered, his eyes unfocused: "Impossible, this is impossible! You are clearly a Soul Master, even if your Soul Ring configuration is better than mine, you shouldn't be able to defeat my Netherworld White Tiger! You have a problem, you definitely have a problem!"

Huo Yuhao stared coldly at Dai Huabin with his crimson eyes: "Little White Tiger, do you submit?"

"Submit? Hahahaha, I don't submit! I am a direct descendant of the glorious White Tiger family, and you are just a little bastard! Why should I submit to you?!"

"boom!"

Without saying a word, Huo Yuhao kicked him in the chin!
"Are you satisfied?"

"Dissatisfied!"

"boom!"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Cough cough, I... I won't."

"boom!"

Dai Huabin finally fell asleep peacefully.

Huo Yuhao glanced coldly at the unconscious White Tiger Prince, then looked up at the referee blocking his way.

"Teacher, aren't you going to announce the results yet?" Huo Yuhao's bloodshot eyes were calm.

Looking at the boy who had just been acting like a madman but was now as cold as a ghost, Wang Teng felt a chill inexplicably rise in his heart. This little guy.
"The Emperor Qianqiu Team wins!"

Having achieved the result he wanted, Huo Yuhao didn't even glance at Dai Huabin on the ground before turning and walking away.

The black and white scales on his body slowly retracted, revealing his handsome and cold face again, a smile playing on his lips: "Dong'er, how does the fried tofu taste?"

Wang Dong'er's beautiful eyes shone brightly as she obediently nodded: "It's delicious!"

"Hahahaha!"

Huo Yuhao laughed heartily and took the lead in walking off the stage.

In this life, Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared and took over Huo Gua's body, so he was not bullied as he had been before, and was even expelled from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

However, in the three years before Huo Yuhao's arrival, Huo Gua's fate remained unchanged; even his mother, Huo Yun'er, died young due to abuse. The original owner of this body harbored an indelible hatred for the White Tiger Duke's Mansion—a hatred so intense it couldn't be washed away even if thrown into the ocean!
The reason Huo Yuhao used to provoke Dai Huabin verbally every time he saw him, and then find an opportunity to beat him up, was largely due to the lingering emotions of the original owner of the body. Of course, Dai Huabin's obnoxious and irritating behavior was also an undeniable factor.

However, because of Dai Hao and the Duchess's presence, he couldn't really beat Dai Huabin too badly. He still felt unsatisfied with his anger. Today, taking advantage of the competition, Huo Yuhao finally vented his anger in front of everyone. He immediately felt his mind was clear and seemed to fit the body more closely.

As a transmigrator, Huo Yuhao knew very well that if he hadn't come and changed Huo Gua's physical constitution and martial spirit, how could Dai Hao have valued him?

The White Tiger Duke's Mansion is meaningless to Huo Yuhao now. He doesn't need to give the White Tiger Duke's Mansion any face. Dai Huabin is not his real brother either!

In Huo Yuhao's view, the soul and thoughts are the foundation for a person's self-concept!
He was Huo Yuhao, a transmigrator, not the Huo Yuhao of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. His only goal was the path to godhood!
On the second floor of the stands, Mu En watched Huo Yuhao's departing figure, pondering his background and origins. His emotions were complex, and he shook his head and sighed, "Truly a calm madman."

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