The Peerless Tang Sect: Heavenly Heart Douluo

Chapter 12 Crushing Wang Dong

The two teenagers gradually left the dormitory building, while downstairs, the hunched old man watched their departing figures, a curious glint in his dim eyes.

[The young sect leader of the Haotian Sect? Interesting. Let me see.]

The old man then disappeared from the spot, leaving only a reclining chair creaking in the wind.

As the two arrived at the Soul Arena, it was nighttime and there weren't many people. A mentor who was nearly forty years old frowned as he looked at the first-year student badges on the two.

"A freshman, coming to the Soul Arena already?"

Normally, to find someone to spar with in the Soul Arena, you need to be at least a second-year student. However, if it's a challenge, there are no restrictions as long as both parties agree.

Huo Yuhao nodded, while Wang Dong snorted indignantly.

The teacher didn't say much: "The Soul Arena requires a payment of ten gold soul coins, which is paid by the loser. As for any bets you make in private, we won't interfere."

Huo Yuhao nodded, and Wang Dong said unhappily, "A bet? Okay, if you lose, get out of the dorm."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong, a disdainful smile playing on his lips: "If you lose, you'll be in charge of cleaning the dorm until you drop out. Is that alright?"

"Hmph, I won't lose!" Wang Dong was clearly furious. "If I win, I'll make sure you get kicked out of the academy!"

The two arrived at the Soul Arena. Although there were few people there, there were still quite a few spectators watching curiously.

I never expected that freshmen who had just enrolled and hadn't even started classes would come to play Soul Fighting. This is going to be hilarious.

The referee arrived at the center of the arena: "Level 13 Soul Master Huo Yuhao challenges Level 21 Great Soul Master Wang Dong. The loser shall pay ten gold soul coins. Are you all ready?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong both nodded, and the referee then said, "The match begins!" He then activated his martial spirit and quickly left the battlefield.

When Wang Dong's martial spirit was activated, a pair of blue butterfly wings instantly opened, with the color at the ends of the forewings constantly changing from dark blue to azure and then to light blue.

The entire wing surface resembles a bright halo inlaid in the blue sky, forming a V shape, bringing light to the world.

The entire wing surface resembles white waves surging on a vast blue sea. Its color and pattern are spectacular, ranging from purplish-blue. The entire wing surface is like a string of bright halos embedded in the blue sky, sometimes deep blue, sometimes azure, and sometimes light blue. The white Manchu characters on the wings are like inlaid jewels, shining brightly and very charming.

Some discerning viewers have already recognized this as the legendary and most beautiful butterfly soul beast, the Goddess of Light Butterfly.

As the martial soul was attached to him, two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, appeared, a combination that surpassed the optimal spirit ring ratio.

This deeply shocked the other students who were watching.

Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even have his martial soul attached to him.

He simply extended one hand slightly forward, his fingers beckoning to Wang Dong in a provocative gesture.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, he was furious.

Then, with a sudden flap of its wings, it flew rapidly towards Huo Yuhao.

"If you can force me to use my soul skill, I'll admit defeat."

A seemingly casual remark resounded throughout the entire Soul Arena. Upon hearing this, Wang Dong became even more enraged, and his flight speed suddenly increased by another notch.

Wang Dong's first spirit ring lit up, and the Winged Guillotine was activated, with sharp golden edges forming on the wings, crossing in front and slashing towards Huo Yuhao.

However, a thin barrier of soul power lit up in front of Huo Yuhao, directly blocking the crossing of the winged guillotine blades. It stirred up ripples in the air but could not advance an inch.

In reality, this is the ability of the second martial soul, the Mind Wall.

Huo Yuhao's eyes glowed with a metallic light as he stood still, calmly watching Wang Dong's all-out attack.

Moon, standing to the side, narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the scene. [The spirit rings didn't light up, so no spirit skill was used? Then what is this? A self-created spirit skill? Such a powerful self-created spirit skill. Interesting little fellow.]

"I will defeat you within three moves," Huo Yuhao said again.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth, unable to suppress his anger any longer. His second soul ring shone brightly, and he fully activated his Thousand-Year Soul Skill, Butterfly God's Light.

Above the azure wings, the golden light patterns burst forth with intense brilliance, like tiny suns that had been ignited.

All these light patterns were concentrated on the forewings, and the golden light patterns on both wings shone brightly at the same time.

Just then, two soul-powered hands silently appeared beneath Wang Dong, grabbing his legs and dragging him toward the ground.

"Eek!" Wang Dong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Then, the butterfly wings vibrated subconsciously, and the accumulated butterfly god light flew wildly in all directions.

It didn't harm Huo Yuhao in the slightest; even the scattered aftershocks were completely defended and absorbed by Huo Yuhao's soul power barrier.

"That's your second move. You still have one last chance to strike," Huo Yuhao said calmly.

Wang Dong was initially hesitant about whether to reveal his final trump card, as his second soul skill, Butterfly God's Light, which he had originally intended to hide, had already been exposed.

But hearing Huo Yuhao's calm tone, a burning anger suddenly ignited within him.

Without a second thought, he shouted and shook off the soul power hand that was holding him. He poured almost all of his soul power into his wings and swooped down towards Huo Yuhao.

Just as it was about to reach Huo Yuhao, the butterfly wings vanished, replaced by a jet-black hammer in its hand. With the force of tearing through the air, it struck Huo Yuhao with all its might.

It was the second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao maintained his composed demeanor, coldly saying, "The third move is over."

Huo Yuhao reached forward with one hand, his soul power flowing into his palm, and directly grabbed the Haotian Hammer that was striking with all its might.

Centered on Huo Yuhao's soul power barrier, the surrounding ground crumbled inch by inch, reaching a depth of half a meter, but the ground beneath Huo Yuhao's feet remained unchanged.

To be precise, it's separated by a wall of the heart, but no one can see it.

All that everyone saw was the faint blue light of soul power emanating from Huo Yuhao's hand, which he then caught with nonchalant ease.

Not only that, but his body didn't even tremble, and the ground beneath his feet wasn't damaged in any way.

Unless directly broken, as long as the Wall of the Heart exists, no form of attack can cause damage or affect the area within it.

Even physical shock waves would be directly canceled out.

This led to the shocking scene before us: the Clear Sky Hammer, which has been known as the number one offensive martial soul for ten thousand years, couldn't even force out a soul master's soul skill.

Then, as Wang Dong's soul power was exhausted, Huo Yuhao took the opportunity to swing him up and slam him to the ground.

After failing to move Huo Yuhao even half a step with his three all-out attacks, Wang Dong's confidence was shaken, and the effects of his depleted soul power and the physical blow caused him to faint.

"The winner is Huo Yuhao!" Huo Yuhao nodded to himself; the next step of the plan could begin.

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