Huo Yuhao's kick was heavy, and Dai Huabin slid several meters backward uncontrollably, his eyes filled with savage bloodshot veins.
"Pfft—"
Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Dai Huabin clutched his chest, feeling as if his internal organs were churning.
He tried to prop himself up with his arm, but the next moment, a foot mercilessly stomped on his hand.
Without the slightest reduction in force, the bones beneath the flesh of his hand let out a grating sound, being mercilessly crushed bit by bit.
"That year, when I was six, I brought home the wild vegetables I had painstakingly gathered, only to be ambushed by you in the alley."
"At that time, you also stepped on my hand like this."
Huo Yuhao's voice was calm, like a statement.
"Roar!" Dai Huabin let out a beast-like roar, his White Tiger Spirit instantly possessing him, and violent spirit power tried to burst forth to shake Huo Yuhao off.
However, what greeted him was an even heavier straight kick.
"Bang—"
Dai Huabin was kicked flying, landing sideways on the ground, struggling to get up, but the next moment, Huo Yuhao's foot landed on his head, grinding it without the slightest reduction in force.
"When I was eight, on my way home, you brought people and stepped on my head like this too."
The killing intent in Dai Huabin's eyes almost materialized. As the son of the White Tiger Duke, how could he have ever endured such a great humiliation? Moreover, from this bastard he once looked down upon?!
Dai Huabin tried to resist, but every resistance was crushed by Huo Yuhao in the most direct way.
Huo Yuhao's attacks did not stop for a single moment. He stepped forward, bent down slightly, and then punched down, one punch after another!
"This was when you brought people to throw stones at my mother."
"This was when you hit me with a stick."
"And that time."
And each blow was accompanied by a cold statement, as if declaring some crime.
In the stands, everyone fell into a deathly silence.
People watched dumbfounded at this scene, which went beyond the scope of competition, almost a one-sided massacre.
How was this a match? This was clearly a one-sided execution!
...In mid-air, the teacher responsible for refereeing had a grim expression, and couldn't help but look at the burly figure beside him, tentatively speaking: "Senior. This..."
Du Busi, who had appeared at some unknown time, stood with his arms crossed, watching the scene below with great interest, a hint of appreciation on his face. Hearing the question, he didn't even turn his head:
"What's wrong?"
The referee was choked by his attitude and ultimately didn't dare to say anything more, only bracing himself to say:
"Nothing, nothing."
Du Busi nodded in satisfaction and continued to watch the battle with relish.
That's right, revenge for grudges, retribution for grievances, how fair is that?
It's just that this kid's temper is still a bit too soft; he wouldn't let their Body Sect go to the White Tiger Duke's residence and wipe them out.
However, this isn't bad either; it can serve as a whetstone...
High up in the stadium, on a viewing platform with an excellent view.
Kong Mingan watched Huo Yuhao's match below with great interest, with Zhang Lexuan, who had already returned to her cool and indifferent demeanor, standing beside him.
"You think highly of this Huo Yuhao?"
Zhang Lexuan's gaze swept over the arena, her tone calm.
After merely a simple, long-awaited sleep, Zhang Lexuan's mental state had improved slightly. Of course, at least she appeared to be in good Spirits.
Kong Mingan smiled slightly and said:
"He is an excellent future employee whom I favor."
He could see that Huo Yuhao had initially formed his own style in the Dao of Spell Cultivator.
That was not a simple mental attack, but a more exquisite combination of information overload and mental interference, precise and efficient.
Hmm, if one were to describe it, it would roughly be the transformation from a mere mage to a true archmage.
Although the plane will's favoritism towards him was unparalleled, for Huo Yuhao, the former Child of Destiny, the plane will still wove a more enjoyable life for him.
This child is now almost laughing while beating Dai Huabin.
Zhang Lexuan's eyes were calm, not paying too much attention, and her gaze shifted to another competition area in the stadium, saying: "The battle on the other side is also about to end."
Kong Mingan followed her gaze and then noticed the situation of the other semi-final match.
Tang San was seen like a dead dog, firmly suppressed on the ground, unable to struggle.
Yes, Tang San was suppressed again and again...
Tang San's condition at this moment was extremely disheveled.
Three ancient, heavy great cauldrons formed a triangular shape, surrounding him in the center. Each great cauldron continuously released a "Cauldron Quake" with a precise and ceaseless rhythm.
Invisible shockwaves constantly impacted his body and spirit power, making his Qi and blood churn, unable to gather strength.
At the same time, the great cauldrons continuously released some kind of gravity control, firmly pressing him to the ground, unable to move.
And in the distance, Ning Tian, the Young Lord of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, holding his Spirit, which had evolved into the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda, also projected streams of amplification light precisely onto Xiao Xiao, who was controlling the Three Lives Soul Suppressing Cauldron, in a very rhythmic manner.
spirit power amplification, physical strength amplification, mental force amplification, life recovery, spirit power recovery.
Despite being merely a Spirit Elder, various beneficial effects emerged endlessly, always maintaining Xiao Xiao's state, as the main attacker, at her Peak.
This was precisely the superiority of the "Spell Cultivator" system over the traditional Spirit Master system.
A vast pool of optional Spirit Abilities, combined with the spirit ring itself bearing most of the spirit power consumption, allowed Xiao Xiao and Ning Tian to execute a nearly perfect control and support chain.
And Tang San's teammates?
Early in the match, Xiao Xiao seized the opportunity and rewarded each of them with three consecutive "Cauldron Swings," clearing them from the field swiftly and cleanly, leaving only Tang San to barely hold on with his cultivation on the stage.
At this moment, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, panting like an ox, his heart filled with unwillingness.
His cultivation had already surged to level forty after completing that Divine Trial and receiving the Asura God's divine force infusion!
If not for the lack of time to hunt for a spirit ring, he would now be a Spirit Ancestor!
Although he felt some inexplicable stagnation in his Meridians and a slight decrease in cultivation speed after waking up, the improvement in strength was real, and he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was some kind of after-effect of the divine force infusion.
Furthermore, the first thing he saw after waking up was Zhou Yi, who also gave him a Medicinal Pill that was said to enhance strength, for him to use during the competition.
And now... with victory so close, how could he fall here?!
Looking at Ning Tian and Xiao Xiao, who were cooperating seamlessly in front of him, Tang San's face gradually twisted.
He abruptly used Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, quickly took out the Medicinal Pill with a faint bloody smell that he carried close to him, and then swallowed it in one gulp.
Boom—!
As the Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, a surge of extremely violent spirit power instantly exploded within his body.
At the same time, a bone-chilling killing intent, like a breached flood, surged into his heart, instantly drowning his reason.
This intense killing intent seemed to have activated the divine force within him, and faint blood mist rose from around his body, his eyes filled with pure, cold crimson, completely losing their clarity.
(End of Chapter)
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