Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

He really wants to sleep now.

Huo Yuhao shook his head and forced himself to cheer up.

If you want to eliminate the influence of Sister Tianmeng, you either have to take the time to adapt slowly, or amplify the other two desires accordingly to achieve a balance.

At this moment, an eye-catching red figure quietly walked into the pavilion.

The person who came seemed to have just taken a shower, with lingering moisture and a faint fragrance.

You can see that Ma Xiaotao's originally fair skin now presents an alluring light pink. As her eyes move, her whole body exudes a bewitching aura.

Ma Xiaotao tiptoed to sit next to Huo Yuhao and looked at the black-haired boy who had fallen asleep against the pillar. She did not make a sound to disturb him.

Her thoughts couldn't help but go back to that night, and a touching smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This little brat, although still young, has a lot of ideas to teach himself.

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have thought about so many trivial things.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Huo Yuhao's sleeping profile and felt his steady breathing.

My heart, which is usually restless due to evil fire, is now rare and calm.

Then she secretly swallowed.

As expected, I am still a greedy woman and still want to grab more.

Ma Xiaotao quietly moved her position and moved a little closer to Huo Yuhao, until their shoulders were almost touching.

"Hmm." Huo Yuhao was awakened by the slight movement. He opened his sleepy eyes and caught a glimpse of the familiar red figure beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Senior Xiaotao, why didn't you wake me up when you came?"

The next moment, Huo Yuhao felt a pair of warm and soft hands gently pressing his head.

His side face also felt the delicate touch of Ma Xiaotao's thigh, and a faint and elegant fragrance followed.

"Yuhao, are you tired because of the recent freshman assessment?"

Ma Xiaotao's voice was unusually gentle as she gently massaged Huo Yuhao's temples. "When my teacher used to be tired, this is how she helped him relax."

Ma Xiaotao's words were soft and her finger movements were a little awkward, but the strength was just right.

Huo Yuhao's sight was completely blocked by the two breathtaking mountains in front of him, and he could not see the expression on Ma Xiaotao's face at all.

He could only feel the soft touch brushing against his face from time to time, mixed with the fresh fragrance after bathing, which made Huo Yuhao's body, which was originally a little tense due to sleepiness, completely relax.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the occasional breeze blowing, ruffling a few strands of hair on the girl's temples.

……

The next morning, the four teams that successfully advanced to the semi-finals gathered in the assessment area.

Compared with yesterday, there are obviously more teachers coming to the podium to watch the game today.

At this moment, Du Weilun was standing respectfully beside an old man in white with a humble attitude.

Yan Shaozhe smiled gently and said, "Hello, young people. I am Yan Shaozhe, the 261st president of Shrek Academy."

Yan Shaozhe glanced gently at the twelve students in front of him. Finally, his gaze lingered on Huo Yuhao and he nodded slightly.

This subtle movement made the other students present straighten their bodies unconsciously.

Being able to serve as the dean of Shrek Academy, his strength is unquestionable, and he must be a super powerful person at the level of Titled Douluo.

"I know you're curious about why I'm here." Yan Shaozhe's voice was gentle and bright. "After all, generally speaking, even at the very end of the freshman assessment, if a vice-president shows up, it's enough to show the college's importance to you."

"But I have to say, your freshman class is performing exceptionally well. It's arguably the most talented freshman class in the past century.

So today I'm here to watch the game in person, and I'll personally conduct the draw for you. Okay, enough small talk, let's begin the draw now."

Seeing Yan Shaozhe had already picked up the lottery box, Du Weilun shouted with great insight, "Freshmen Class Nine, Huo Yuhao's team, come forward and draw lots."

Huo Yuhao walked onto the stage confidently, reached into the lottery box, and drew out the lot for his team.

Yan Shaozhe looked at the young man in front of him with a gentle smile on his face, but said meaningfully:

"Yuhao, I hope I can see your true strength in today's assessment."

Huo Yuhao remained calm upon hearing this. He simply bowed to Yan Shaozhe and handed the sign in his hand to Du Weilun next to him.

Du Weilun took it and immediately shouted, "Huo Yuhao's team, draw number one. Next, Freshman Class 5, Dai Huabin's team, come forward and draw lots."

Huo Yuhao turned around and walked down from the drawing table, while Dai Huabin just happened to walk towards him.

As the two men passed each other, a cold light flashed in Dai Huabin's eyes.

Dai Huabin, who drew the lottery ticket, still had a stern expression. Even after meeting with the dean Yan Shaozhe, his expression did not change much.

But his clenched fists still revealed his inner unrest.

Du Weilun took the sign handed over by Dai Huabin, glanced at it, and shouted, "Dai Huabin's team, sign number two."

The draw result means that Dai Huabin did not meet Huo Yuhao in the semi-finals, and they will probably still have to fight in the final.

When Dai Huabin heard the result, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

Ever since Huo Yuhao easily defeated three people at once and even defeated a Soul Master head-on yesterday, the name "Huo Yuhao" has become completely known among this class of freshmen, and its popularity has even surpassed his.

If Dai Huabin wants to inherit the title of Duke of White Tiger, he must demonstrate value far exceeding that of others. However, now he has been overshadowed by others.

Being arrogant and proud, he naturally wanted to face Huo Yuhao in the assessment as soon as possible, and then step on him in front of everyone to become the number one freshman in this class.

At this point, all teams had finished drawing lots. Du Weilun cleared his throat and announced loudly, "According to the draw results, all students please immediately enter your corresponding assessment area and wait for the competition to begin."

In the semi-finals, Huo Yuhao's team faced Huang Chutian's team from Class 7, the freshman team they had met in the round-robin tournament in their previous life.

Before the game started, sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo had red faces and stars in their eyes as they stared at Huo Yuhao.

If there wasn't a competition going on, the two of them would have already come up to Huo Yuhao and started talking to him.

Wu Feng looked at the infatuated looks of the sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Is this Huo Yuhao a succubus?

When you meet him one by one, could you please be a little more reserved?

This also directly led to the situation in the following game. If Huo Yuhao had not noticed and controlled the situation, Wu Feng above him would have almost burned all the hair of the Lan sisters.

In the freshman class five.

The head teacher of Class 5 was giving detailed instructions to Dai Huabin and his two teammates, who had just defeated the Xie Huanyue team in the semi-finals, on what they needed to pay attention to in the finals.

"Based on my observations and speculations along with those of other teachers, Huo Yuhao's first soul skill should be an auxiliary soul skill similar to mental detection. His second soul skill is a pure mental attack, with considerable power.

But judging from the match between him and Tang San, it seems that his second soul skill is not enough to directly defeat a Soul Master. After all, Huo Yuhao himself is only a Great Soul Master.

So I suggest Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, you two should not hesitate at the beginning of the game and directly activate the spirit fusion technique.

Cui Yajie used your first soul skill to immediately charm and control the auxiliary soul master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower in the opposing team, preventing her from continuing to provide amplification.

Then you need to fight quickly and decisively, and don't give Huo Yuhao any chance to delay."

Dai Huabin frowned slightly as he listened to the strategy arranged by the head teacher.

If possible, he would rather defeat Huo Yuhao head-on alone to prove his talent and strength as the legitimate son of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

In the afternoon, the assessment area was exceptionally quiet.

As it is the final, according to the college regulations, other students are not allowed to come and visit.

However, almost all the teachers in the Foreign Affairs College who did not have teaching assignments gathered in the examination area to watch the competition.

However, the scene on the viewing platform in the assessment area was very interesting.

The crowd on the platform automatically divided into several areas, each clearly separated from the other.

Xian Lin'er, dressed in a well-tailored dark black military uniform, exuded an imposing heroic aura. She stood alone at the leftmost edge of the platform. The area around her was empty, and no teacher dared to approach.

On the right side of the platform, Yan Shaozhe was smiling and whispering something to Du Weilun beside him. The most teachers gathered around the two of them.

As for the middle of the platform, it was naturally still Old Xuan. He was still leisurely eating roast chicken and drinking fine wine.

When Xian Lin'er saw Huo Yuhao walking into the assessment area, her originally tense expression instantly relaxed.

A clear smile appeared on her face, and she raised her hand and waved towards Huo Yuhao, saying hello.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao also noticed her and responded, the curve of Xian Lin'er's mouth rose a little more.

After all, many people are paying attention to his disciple.

By noon, all the partitions in the assessment area had been removed, revealing a complete venue that was much larger than before.

The referee waved to the teams on both sides of the field at the same time, signaling them to enter.

Huo Yuhao and the other two walked slowly into the center of the venue. On the other side, Dai Huabin led the way and also entered the venue with the two girls.

The referee called the players from both teams to his side and said in a deep voice:

"For the finals you're about to play, the rules have changed a bit, so please listen carefully.

After the competition begins, you can move freely within the venue, but students with flying spirits cannot fly more than ten meters above the ground."

"At the same time, in order to allow you to fully display your strength, during the game, you can go all out to attack your opponents without holding back. I will control the extent of the game.

However, if I determine that you need to be rescued from the competition venue, you will be eliminated and disqualified from the competition. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, both teams nodded to indicate that they understood.

However, Huo Yuhao's gaze lingered on Zhu Lu for a moment, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Lu, who was particularly sensitive to changes in aura, naturally felt Huo Yuhao's gaze.

Her usually cool and pretty face couldn't help but show a slight blush.

Zhu Lu felt ashamed and angry.

It’s all Cui Yajie’s fault!

Ever since he last met Huo Yuhao, he had been constantly telling her about all sorts of things about Huo Yuhao in the dormitory, causing her to probably know more about Huo Yuhao than she did about her nominal fiancé, Dai Huabin.

She was just a member of the Zhu family's side branch. Apart from being able to barely perform martial soul fusion techniques, she and Dai Huabin did not have much in common. The two of them could not improve their soul power through joint training.

She knew very well that to Dai Huabin, she might just be a tool to perform his martial soul fusion technique, a weight to increase his chances of winning the title of Duke of White Tiger in the future.

"Both parties inform their names."

The referee's voice sounded.