Douluo Continent: Outwitting the Ceiling of Wisdom - Yuhao Faks His Death for Ten Thousand Years

Chapter 82 Absolute Suppression, Mid-stage Spirit Abyss Realm

Of course, even though she was full of resentment and her whole body was trembling with anger, Ning Zixuan did not dare to actually refute him.

The oppressive aura of the Black-level Executor weighed on my heart like an invisible mountain.

She knew very well that the strength of the person in front of her was far beyond what she could currently contend with—especially since she was a support-type Soul Master.

Suppressing the surging anger in her heart, Ning Zixuan took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound as calm as possible: "Senior, it's not that we are unwilling to compensate, but the academy has clear regulations."

"We can't bring any valuable items with us when we go out for the final exams—not including Federal currency, soul tools, or even expensive accessories—so we really can't afford to lose money."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's lips twitched involuntarily beneath his Black-Level Executor mask.

He almost forgot that Shrek Academy's ridiculous final exam rules had been absurd since the Douluo Continent III era.

In order to make the so-called "experience more authentic," students were forced to travel to multiple cities to compete with each other empty-handed, without even being allowed to bring basic valuables.

This is really funny —

"Can't do it?" Huo Yuhao's voice turned colder, tinged with sarcasm. "You're the kind of person who has nothing to lose, aren't you? Is this the character of your Shrek Academy?"

He pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly sharpening, clearly not intending to let these two Shrek students off so easily.

"Since you can't compensate, what about your proctors?"

"Let him come out and make him pay for it."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zixuan's already pale face instantly turned even paler.

She never expected that this Black-level Executor would even know that there were proctors secretly following them during exams at their academy!

What Ning Zixuan didn't know was that Huo Yuhao had read the original Douluo Continent III and naturally understood the intricacies of the matter. Shrek Academy's final exams seemed free, but in reality, teachers secretly supervised the entire process, both to prevent students from encountering fatal dangers and to record the assessment results.

Most of these proctors are quite capable, and their methods of concealment are even more sophisticated, making them completely undetectable to ordinary Soul Masters.

But for Huo Yuhao, who possesses the spiritual power of the Spirit Abyss Realm, finding the person hiding in the shadows is an easy task.

"I'll give you a few seconds." Huo Yuhao raised his chin, his tone carrying an undeniable threat, "Get your proctors to come out voluntarily—otherwise, I'll contact the Federal Guard right now."

"Your actions of creating disturbances and attempting to fight in a public place have violated federal law enforcement regulations."

"The federal police will then take you to the station for detention. As for your final exams—that will naturally be impossible to continue."

He emphasized the last few words, directly hitting Ning Zixuan's weak spot.

She fully realized that she could no longer escape the relentless pressure from this Black-level Executor on her own.

So Ning Zixuan bit her lip, looking around in a panic, but she didn't know how to contact the hidden proctor.

Time ticked by, and just as Huo Yuhao was about to take out his soul-guided phone to notify the police, a faint phantom appeared from behind the ancient tree beside him.

The illusory figure gradually solidified, revealing a middle-aged woman dressed in a gray outfit.

Her soul power fluctuations were subtle yet profound—Huo Yuhao had already noticed the hidden proctor and knew very well that she was a seventh-ring Soul Saint.

"Friend from the Spirit Pagoda's Executive Department, please show mercy."

The middle-aged woman's gaze fell on Huo Yuhao's black-level mask. Her tone was somewhat wary, yet confident: "The two children were ignorant and offended your colleagues. It was an oversight on our part of Shrek Academy."

Compensation is easy to discuss, but making things difficult for the student like this—isn't that a bit beneath your dignity?"

She was clearly trying to be polite first, but her words gradually became increasingly threatening.

As a seventh-ring Soul Saint, she was confident that even this seemingly imposing Black-level Executor had no chance of suppressing her.

However, before she could continue speaking, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea released a spiritual pressure without reservation.

That was the absolute suppression stemming from his powerful spiritual energy at the Spirit Abyss Realm level.

It descended like an abyss, instantly engulfing the proctor from Shrek Academy. The next moment, the middle-aged woman's face changed drastically. She felt a sharp pain in her brain, as if countless steel needles were piercing her, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This person's spiritual power level is actually at the Spirit Abyss Realm!

Moreover, he wasn't just an ordinary Spirit Abyss Realm cultivator—he was at least a mid-stage Spirit Abyss Realm cultivator!

She then realized that the Black-level Executor in front of her was no ordinary six-ring Soul Emperor or seven-ring Soul Saint.

In terms of mental strength, he has reached a level that she cannot reach!

It should be noted that possessing a spiritual power cultivation level of the Spirit Abyss Realm is sufficient to cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo.

Even for many ordinary Title Douluo, the mid-stage of the Spirit Abyss Realm is a realm that they can hardly reach in their entire lives!

"Unbecoming of their status?" Huo Yuhao's voice was icy cold. "When they were causing trouble, did they not think about being unbecoming of their status?"

As the proctor, you condoned students violating federal law, so what right do you have to criticize me?

The mental pressure continued to intensify. The middle-aged woman's forehead was covered in cold sweat, her face was ashen, and she could barely stand.

"I—I'll pay!" She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "Two hundred thousand is too little, I'll pay them five hundred thousand federal dollars! I beg this senior enforcer to withdraw his pressure—and let these two children go."

This is not only about letting the two students off the hook, but also about letting herself off the hook.

She knew very well that if she continued to resist, her spiritual consciousness would likely be severely damaged by this terrifying mental pressure.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao slowly withdrew his mental energy.

The surrounding air instantly returned to normal. The middle-aged woman, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon, gasped for breath, her eyes filled with deep fear as she looked at Huo Yuhao.

She dared not delay for a moment and immediately took out her soul-guided storage device and transferred 500,000 Federal Credits to the Purple-level Executor's account.

"The money has already been transferred." The middle-aged woman barely managed to maintain her composure. "Please allow us to take the students away."

"Get lost."

Seeing that the matter was over, Huo Yuhao coldly glanced at Ning Zixuan, whose face was filled with terror and who was still trembling, then swept his gaze over the middle-aged female teacher who was trying to appear calm but whose eyes concealed deep apprehension. Without another word, he turned and left without looking back.

The Shrek Academy proctor stood rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed intently on Huo Yuhao's retreating black figure.

Her fists clenched quietly at her sides, unable to swallow the pent-up anger in her heart.

To be honest, she, who was in charge of proctoring the exam, didn't want to be in the public eye at all.

These two students, relying on their family background, acted recklessly and provoked others on the street. They were utterly foolish and only asked for trouble.