Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao, my abilities are refreshed every month.

Next up are the so-called exhibition matches, which are divided into individual and team competitions.

In the end, in order to help Qian Renxue, Huo Yuhao still participated in a match, and the one he chose was Martial Soul Academy.

In the Soul Arena specially built by the academy, the seven members of the Martial Soul Academy were puzzled when they saw Huo Yuhao, who was only one person on stage, followed by anger.

Yan, hot-tempered, angrily said, "Kid, where are your teammates? Quickly call them up."

Huo Yuhao smiled and focused his gaze on the charming girl in the center of the Martial Soul Academy team, but he didn't linger for long.

Although Hu Liena was pretty, he didn't like her very much.

"You don't need to call my teammates anymore, I'm enough on my own. In order not to bully you so much, even if you lose this game, it won't count, and you will still have a second chance."

Huo Yuhao said calmly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 367 Tang San: The Path to Death

The expressions of the people watching the match were varied. Shrek Academy had now gathered seven people. Because of the departure of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng no longer had the intention of staying at Tiandou Royal Academy. Under the persuasion of Yu Xiaogang, he pulled him and a few of his teammates into Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun looked at Huo Yuhao on the field with his small eyes, and couldn't help but swallow hard, his legs trembling slightly.

"Xiao Ao, as the dean of this academy, why is he personally getting involved?"

Oscar quietly retreated to Tang San's side before looking at Huo Yuhao on the stage.

He hadn't personally experienced Huo Yuhao, so he didn't feel that much fear.

"Fatty, you have to think of it this way. With our strength, we might not even be able to meet him in the next exhibition match. Besides, it's just an exhibition match. At worst, we can just admit defeat."

Ma Hongjun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his small eyes shining as he looked at Oscar. "Little Oscar, you're really insightful!"

"Xiao Ao, why are you standing so close to Third Brother? Look, Xiao Wu is unhappy about it."

After calming down a bit, he noticed Oscar's location.

Upon hearing this, Tang San turned around and glanced at Xiao Wu. Sure enough, he saw that Xiao Wu's face was flushed red, probably from anger; her bright eyes were also watery and filled with tears. Xiao Wu was almost crying from anger.

but--

Tang San then looked at Oscar, who was standing to the side with a troubled expression, and he couldn't help but feel troubled as well.

He wanted to protect Oscar, but he didn't want to upset Xiao Wu.

Just as he was hesitating, Xiao Wu suddenly closed her eyes, bent over and clutched her stomach, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "I... I have a stomachache, Xiao San, I'm going to the toilet."

Having said that, he hurried away without waiting.

Tang San watched as Xiao Wu's long, slender legs clamped together as she walked away with slightly unnatural steps. He wanted to chase after her, but after glancing back at Oscar beside him and then at Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai on the other side, he stopped in his tracks.

Dai Mubai subtly raised an eyebrow at Ma Hongjun and whispered, "Fatty, you're a seasoned veteran, don't you think Xiao Wu is like—"

Ma Hongjun grinned lewdly, his small eyes darting around, looking at Tang San's head with a hint of pity.

"Boss Dai, let's enjoy the show."

Tang San was somewhat confused by their conversation, but he could still sense their ill intentions, which made him feel an inexplicable anger.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun actually dared to mock me and Xiao Wu, and even dared to covet Xiao Ao. They are truly courting death.

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

He still needs Flander's help right now and can't afford to fall out with the two of them, but sooner or later he'll make them pay the price.

Just then, he saw his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, with one hand behind his back, his slightly weathered face full of solemnity.

"Our next opponent is the Spirit Transmission Academy."

The atmosphere froze instantly with those words. Ma Hongjun said tremblingly, "So, in the next match, we really have to face that demon! Should we just admit defeat?"

Tang San glanced coldly at Ma Hongjun and said in a deep voice, "If we choose to run away every time we face him, we will never be able to defeat him."

"Then tell me, how should we defeat him?" Ma Hongjun countered.

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, recalling the scenes of facing that person each time, and felt powerless. Could he really defeat that person?

He himself couldn't believe that he could defeat that person, especially since that person had taken away his unique opportunity—the external soul bone. After he absorbed it, his strength would probably be even greater.

How despicable! They actually stole his opportunity. Did he not have it?

Hearing the argument between the two, Yu Xiaohui gave Ma Hongjun a cold glance, then looked at his disciple with admiration in her eyes.

"That's right, Xiao San has such ambition. You will definitely be able to defeat him in the future. You also have the second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer! He only won at the starting line because he has a powerful force supporting him. Xiao San, you are different. You have gotten to where you are today entirely by your own efforts, plus a little bit of help from your teacher. Once you become a Title Douluo and add spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer, he will no longer be your match!"

Tang San's fighting spirit was instantly rekindled. He looked at his teacher with admiration and sighed inwardly. Perhaps the best decision he had ever made in his life was becoming Yu Xiaogang's disciple. Otherwise, he didn't know what kind of martial soul he would have cultivated.

Noticing his disciple Rumu's gaze, Yu Xiaogang unconsciously puffed out his chest, cleared his throat, and said, "You don't need to worry about the next match either. Huo Yuhao won't be participating. As the dean of the Spirit Transmission Academy, it wouldn't have been right for him to participate. After my intervention, the Spirit Transmission Academy realized their mistake, and Huo Yuhao will no longer participate after this friendly match with the Spirit Martial Academy. This conveniently helps us eliminate a major enemy!"

Tang San's gaze immediately became even more admiring. As expected of a teacher, he was able to make the Spirit Transmission Academy realize its mistakes.

Yu Xiaogang continued to talk, "Xiao San, for this friendly match, the Spirit Transmission Academy has given you your external soul bone as a reward. You definitely can't miss it!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he could no longer suppress his anger towards Huo Yuhao. That was my soul bone, so why did he treat it as a reward? Moreover, why didn't he absorb it?

Hmph, since he dares to offer it as a reward, then he won't be polite.

"Teacher, I will definitely win the championship!"

Suddenly, a silvery laugh rang out from not far away, "Sister, that guy whose cultivation is only Soul Venerable said he'll win the championship?"

"And his teacher is hilarious too. It was clearly the young dean who withdrew from the competition, but he made it out to be the result of his negotiation."

"Yue'er, don't be disrespectful to Dean Huo Yuhao!"

"But sister, he's so handsome! And he's not even as old as us. Calling him 'Little Dean' is perfect! Do you think I have a chance to win him over? He's so handsome, I'm afraid I'll never see anyone more handsome than him again!"

"Yue'er!"

Hearing the conversation nearby, Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "What do these young girls know? The Spirit Transmission Academy made this decision only after I intervened. You all need to prepare well for the competition. I need to study your upcoming opponents."

After saying that, he hurriedly left under the strange gazes of the Shrek Academy students.

Tang San's cold gaze swept over a group of girls dressed in uniform ice-blue clothes not far away, his fists clenched.

How dare you slander your teacher! You can only pray that you don't run into him again!

In the realm of gods, the God of Asura often spied on the lower realm through Tang San. He was somewhat surprised to hear that Huo Yuhao actually wanted to give up the external soul bone he had created.

He pondered for a moment, then a red light flashed in his palm, condensing into a red crystal, which he then cast into the spatial passage and descended upon the Douluo Continent.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 368 Huo Yuhao: She's actually a pretty good person.

While the crowd on the sidelines were talking, the match on the field had already come to an end in an instant.

Huo Yuhao, showing great sportsmanship, allowed the Martial Soul Academy team to release their Martial Souls. When the audience saw that the Martial Soul Academy had three Soul Kings, a commotion broke out.

In the past, it was rare for even one Soul King to appear in the Soul Master Competition, but unexpectedly, three appeared this time. I wonder how Huo Yuhao will deal with it.

But in the next instant, the scene fell into complete silence.

The boy in the arena's pink-gold eyes lit up slightly, and he slowly raised his index finger to his lips, signaling everyone to be quiet. The seven students from the Martial Soul Academy on the opposite side then fell down silently, as if they had suddenly fallen asleep.

The young man smiled slightly, his voice echoing throughout the room, "I merely put them to sleep; they were not injured. Our Spirit Transmission Academy will protect the lives of every student, including our collaborators. Welcome everyone here, and we look forward to your juniors joining the Spirit Transmission Academy. They too will have the opportunity to become as powerful as I am."

After saying that, the boy flicked his finger, and the seven students from the Martial Soul Academy opposite him woke up, looking at the boy in horror.

The boy bowed and vanished instantly.

Xie Yue's face showed bitterness. "Now, we've completely become his background."

"But he's just too strong." Hu Liena murmured, her face also showing bitterness. She had not completed the task assigned by her teacher and had not been able to probe even a little bit of Huo Yuhao's strength.

As a spirit-type soul master, she had a more direct understanding of the gap between herself and Huo Yuhao. It was as if she were standing on the seashore, feeling so small and insignificant while he was so powerful and boundless.

After Huo Yuhao left, the audience immediately erupted in cheers, especially the students from the academy who had been invited to participate in the friendly match.

"Sister, what should I do? I'm afraid I'll never forget him in my life!" Shui Yue'er murmured involuntarily as she hugged Shui Bing'er beside her, her face flushed, looking like a lovesick fool.

"If you can't forget him, then marry him!" a girl from Tianshui Academy teased from the side.

"But...but there are so many girls around him who are prettier than me." Shui Yue'er looked hesitant.

"Moon, are you serious?" The students from Tianshui Academy were stunned, but soon their pretty faces were filled with gossip again.

"It's alright, it's alright, we can help you. Besides, we have Sister Bing'er. If we all work together, we'll definitely be able to take him down easily!"

"That's right, that's right, but Yue'er, you mustn't eat alone. You take the first bite, Bing'er takes the second bite, and we'll eat the rest."

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With her long blue hair cascading down her shoulders, snow-white skin, and serene face, Shui Bing'er blushed as she listened to her best friends' chattering and teasing. Glancing sideways at the frolicking crowd, she said with a hint of helplessness, "Alright, now it's time for us to prepare for battle. The reward from the Spirit Transmission Academy this time is an external soul bone, second only to a 100,000-year soul bone in value. We must give it our all."

"Understood." The girls from Tianshui Academy all stopped their playful antics.

On the other side of the audience, in the VIP section, Qian Renxue sat quietly in the main seat, her face calm, only her golden eyes shining brightly.

Sitting opposite her was an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a golden robe and silver embroidery. He was none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, how strong is he?" Qian Renxue asked with a smile.

Golden Crocodile Douluo exclaimed, "His strength surpasses that of your grandfather and even Tang Chen in his youth. He is indeed the most monstrous talent I have ever seen."