"What conditions?"
Yuhao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the old man with an unfriendly gaze, the corner of his mouth carrying a faint trace of mockery.
To be honest, if it were not because he still had plans to join the Noumenon Sect, he would have already ignored this old man long ago and left directly.
"If you win, you may leave Zhengtian College safely. Not only that, this old man will personally give you a soul bone. But if you lose, you must stay and join our Zhengtian College."
Hearing the conditions proposed by the old man, Yuhao couldn't help but smile. It was obvious that this old fellow still had no intention of letting him go easily.
"Do you still dare to agree?"
The dean's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Yuhao, clearly testing his courage.
"Why wouldn't I agree?" Yuhao laughed lightly. "A soul bone given for free—where else could you find such a good deal in this world?"
His tone was relaxed, as if victory was already firmly within his grasp.
"You brat, you really are confident."
The dean of Zhengtian College did not expect Yuhao to agree so decisively. After a brief pause, he said, "Very well. You may choose your opponent."
Yuhao's gaze swept across the crowd before stopping on a certain figure. He lifted his chin slightly and said lazily, "That one. The one with the biggest… cough, didn't she want to be rude to me just now?"
Yuhao gestured toward Yu Mengdi with his chin.
Yu Mengdi's pretty face instantly flushed red with rage. She clenched her slender hands into fists, her knuckles turning white as she gritted her teeth.
"You little bastard—don't regret this!"
...
Standing opposite Yuhao, Yu Mengdi's expression was icy, though flames of anger burned in her eyes. However, deep in her heart, she remained extremely cautious.
Even though her soul power was more than thirty levels higher than Yuhao's, she did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
After all, this boy had already defeated seven students of Zhengtian College consecutively.
Among those seven, six were genuine Soul Masters.
Recalling the dean's warning earlier, Yu Mengdi felt even more serious.
The dean had told her that Yuhao possessed an extremely terrifying spiritual attribute martial soul, so powerful that even a Soul King could fall into his trap if caught off guard.
However, that also meant that as long as she could resist his mental attacks, Yuhao would no longer pose a serious threat.
Thus, at the very beginning of the battle, after releasing her martial soul, Yu Mengdi deliberately guided a large amount of soul power into her Sea of Consciousness, reinforcing her spiritual defense to the utmost.
Golden light bloomed behind her back.
Looking at the pair of radiant wings unfolding behind Yu Mengdi, Yuhao smacked his lips lightly.
"So it really is an angel-type martial soul."
Yu Mengdi's martial soul reminded Yuhao of the most powerful martial soul that once existed on the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago—the Seraph Martial Soul, which was said to naturally restrain all evil and dark soul masters.
Unfortunately, after the God Realm upheaval and the collapse of the angel inheritance, that supreme martial soul had completely disappeared from the continent.
Since then, evil soul masters had gradually become more rampant, eventually even forming a powerful organization—the Holy Spirit Cult.
From a certain perspective, all of this could indeed be traced back to Tang San's era.
Buzz——
Yu Mengdi's first and second soul rings lit up simultaneously.
Two golden long swords condensed in her hands, and she slashed them outward, forming a brilliant cross-shaped light in midair. The angelic wings behind her also flared with dazzling holy radiance.
However, before her soul skill could be fully unleashed, Yuhao's spiritual attack had already descended.
Boom——!
Yu Mengdi's pupils contracted violently as she felt the world spin violently around her.
"Not good!"
She cried out inwardly and bit the tip of her tongue without hesitation. A sharp pain surged through her body, barely pulling her consciousness back from the brink of collapse.
"What a terrifying mental impact."
Although Yu Mengdi had forcibly endured it through sheer willpower, the way she looked at Yuhao had completely changed.
If she had not been prepared in advance and had been struck by that mental shock unexpectedly, she would have been knocked unconscious instantly.
"But even so, I endured it."
A trace of confidence appeared at the corner of Yu Mengdi's lips when she noticed Yuhao's momentary pause.
In her eyes, victory now seemed inevitable.
But just as she was about to counterattack, Yuhao calmly raised his right hand.
Snap!
With a crisp sound, he snapped his fingers.
In the next instant, Yu Mengdi felt an explosive roar resound within her Sea of Consciousness, followed by an unbearable burning sensation.
"Ah——!"
It felt as though raging flames had ignited deep within her soul, burning her spiritual essence mercilessly. The agony was so intense that Yu Mengdi let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Even the dean of Zhengtian College, who was watching the battle intently, could not immediately understand what had happened.
This was the hidden additional attribute of Yuhao's spiritual power—Heart Soul Demonic Flame.
From the moment it appeared, no one had ever truly withstood the pain of soul-burning.
Even Yu Mengdi, a genuine Soul King, was no exception.
What surprised Yuhao, however, was that despite trembling violently on the ground, Yu Mengdi never lost consciousness.
This alone proved how astonishing her willpower was.
But enduring it while conscious only meant suffering even greater pain, and the risk of leaving permanent spiritual damage.
Whoosh——
Golden dragon wings unfolded behind Yuhao.
In a flash of golden light, his figure vanished from its original position and reappeared behind Yu Mengdi almost instantaneously.
Yu Mengdi sensed his approach, but under the torment of the demonic flames within her soul, she was completely unable to respond.
"Sleep well."
Yuhao raised his hand and struck the back of Yu Mengdi's neck with a precise palm chop.
Already at her limit, Yu Mengdi collapsed without resistance.
The outcome of the battle was decided.
Boom!
An uproar instantly erupted among the spectators.
No one had expected that even Yu Mengdi, a Soul King, would be defeated so cleanly by Yuhao.
"Is this guy really just a Great Soul Master?"
"Could he be a Soul King in disguise?"
"A twelve-year-old Soul King?"
"Well… disguising age isn't impossible."
"Stop joking. The dean is right here. If he were really a Soul King, how could the dean fail to notice?"
...
At this moment, the dean of Zhengtian College wore a stiff expression.
Even with his prior guidance, Yu Mengdi had still lost.
After a long silence, he finally shook his head, admitting inwardly that he had severely underestimated Yuhao.
For a fleeting moment, he had even considered forcibly detaining Yuhao and studying how a mere Great Soul Master could withstand a ten-thousand-year soul ring and possess such terrifying spiritual power.
But in the end, he abandoned the idea.
Not because of conscience—
But because of uncertainty.
A Super Douluo having no confidence in suppressing a level 23 Great Soul Master.
Saying it out loud would sound absurd.
Yet when facing Yuhao, that was precisely how he felt.
And he understood clearly—once Yuhao was allowed to leave, Zhengtian College would face only one possible future.
Destruction.
Yuhao possessed that terrifying potential.
"Old man, where is my soul bone?"
Yuhao looked toward the dean in the distance and smiled calmly.
Without hesitation, the dean waved his sleeve.
A beam of light flew out and landed steadily in Yuhao's hand.
Yuhao lowered his head and saw that it was a right arm soul bone. Though it seemed to be only a thousand-year soul bone, it was still an extremely precious treasure.
Even in the current era, soul bones were priceless.
He had not expected the dean of Zhengtian College to actually honor his word.
"Thank you."
Yuhao smiled faintly. Though he was not lacking soul bones, no one would ever complain about having more.
The dean sighed softly and spoke again.
"You have earned it. Still, I sincerely invite you once more to join Zhengtian College. As long as you agree, I am willing to mobilize all of the academy's resources to nurture you."
"We can even guarantee to hunt a ten-thousand-year soul beast for you and provide matching soul bones."
As those words fell, the surrounding students sucked in cold breaths, their eyes filled with shock, jealousy, and envy.
In their minds, Yuhao had no reason to refuse such conditions.
But to their astonishment, Yuhao merely shrugged and shook his head.
"Old senior, I already told you—Zhengtian College cannot hold me."
"Perhaps we will meet again if fate allows."
After speaking, Yuhao turned around and left without hesitation, leaving behind only a lone yet dazzling figure.