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Chapter 93 – Must Take Him Down
"All freshmen, please pay attention! All freshmen, please pay attention! Enter the assessment area immediately to prepare for the freshman assessment. You have ten minutes left to enter; anyone arriving late will be considered as having forfeited this competition."
Hearing the announcement, Wang Dong'er suddenly came to a halt. She glanced at her teammates with an exasperated frown.
"What's going on with you two? You're not seriously scared of that team, are you?"
"Of course we're scared."
Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes slightly. "That's the team that just enrolled and already defeated the Twin Stars from the Outer Academy. Aren't you even a little worried?"
"I'm not afraid at all," Wang Dong'er replied firmly, though her gaze instinctively flicked back to Huo Yuhao. Seeing him still watching her intently, her lips pressed together, and she murmured with a trace of uncertainty, "Besides… who knows who'll win or lose anyway…"
"Don't kid yourself," Xiao Xiao snorted lightly. "Even if we lose to them, our team is strong enough to advance. But if anyone gets injured in the fight… well, that could be problematic. Can you at least think about the team?"
As she spoke, Xiao Xiao couldn't resist sneaking a glance at Huo Yuhao. Softly, almost unconsciously, she murmured, "He's so handsome…"
Those words left Wang Dong'er dumbfounded. She instinctively turned her head and saw Xiao Xiao's face, flushed and dreamy, utterly captivated. A surge of anger rose in her chest.
"Xiao Xiao!" she exclaimed.
She grabbed her friend and, raising her small fists, pounded at Xiao Xiao's head, muttering furiously, "I thought you really cared about the team, but the moment you saw someone good-looking, you froze. Is that guy better looking than me?"
"That's hard to say," Xiao Xiao replied, tilting her head to glance at both Wang Dong'er and Huo Yuhao. She cleared her throat and added, "Personally, I do prefer his type—tall, aloof, gives off a forbidden charm, but when he smiles… It's really something. Okay, okay! I admit it! Don't hit me!"
Finally appeased by Xiao Xiao's pleas, Wang Dong'er released her. Xiao Xiao rubbed her head and muttered softly, "You're not even a guy… why are you comparing yourself with him?"
Wang Dong'er snorted lightly. But before she could respond further, a shout rang out somewhere nearby:
"Look! It's the Naked Battle God from Clear Sky Sect! Why is he here?"
Instantly, every pair of eyes in the area snapped toward the source.
Tang San, who had been striding purposefully toward the assessment area, stumbled slightly. His eyes, sharp and filled with icy resentment, swept over the students, as if seeking out the one who had spoken.
His gaze passed over Wang Dong'er before finally settling on Huo Yuhao. Silent, he looked as if he had come merely to observe.
Huo Yuhao, however, paid him no attention. Being in the same class, Tang San and Wang Dong'er were certainly in different zones. Tang San had likely come because the teams in his area were weak; with just two teammates, he could easily handle them, so he chose to observe how things unfolded here.
As Huo Yuhao pondered this, his peripheral vision caught sight of Wang Dong'er. The proud young girl, who had been brimming with confidence just moments before, now lowered her head, cheeks flushed crimson. At the mere mention of the Clear Sky Sect's infamous "unique full-naked combat technique," her body shivered with shame.
I didn't! I haven't!
She looked like a tiny boat adrift amidst a storm of discussion about the Clear Sky Sect, swaying dangerously with every wave of gossip.
Realizing what had happened earlier, seeing her silent and desperate, as if wishing to bury her face in her hands to avoid revealing her Clear Sky Sect identity, Huo Yuhao's lips curved into a faint, inexplicable smile.
Got it!
Soon, a man of roughly forty years, with a kindly demeanor, strode toward them.
"Looks like everyone has arrived. Let's start with introductions. I'm Wang Yan, responsible for overseeing your assessments over the next two days…"
The gentle tone of his voice eased the tension among the freshmen.
"Without further ado, we'll begin the first assessment."
After a brief rundown of the rules, Wang Yan opened a folder, glanced down, and his voice carried a hint of surprise:
"First match—Freshman Class One: Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, Yu Lei; versus Freshman Class Five: Huo Yuhao, Gu Yuena, Zhu Lu."
He closed the folder and scanned the crowd, pausing briefly on Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena, though whether out of interest or instinct, it was hard to tell.
"The students I just called may enter the arena. Wait until I announce the start to release your Martial Spirits."
Compared to Huo Yuhao's calm and collected team, the expressions on Wang Dong'er's team were far more animated. Wang Dong'er's eyes blazed with determination, while her two teammates wore anxious frowns.
Tang San, watching as his daughter faced Huo Yuhao's team, furrowed his brow. His gaze met Huo Yuhao's faintly mocking, half-smile, and a flash of realization struck him.
In his past life, at this moment, he hadn't yet set restrictions on his daughter. Reborn now, Huo Yuhao was undoubtedly much stronger than Wang Dong'er. This meant that even if Huo Yuhao wanted to do anything to his daughter at this moment, his daughter would be powerless to resist.
Most troublingly, Tang San could do nothing but watch. He couldn't just reveal himself to the divine realm and warn them that Huo Yuhao had ulterior motives toward his daughter—by the time anyone noticed, Wang Dong'er would be completely at Huo Yuhao's mercy.
As if confirming Tang San's fears, Huo Yuhao tilted his head toward Gu Yuena and Zhu Lu, then pointed at Wang Dong'er with a light laugh:
"Leave her to me."
Bastard!!!
Tang San's heart thumped violently. Hot blood surged through him, and instinctively, he activated the other two spirit skills of his third Martial Spirit—eyes blazing red, breath ragged.
"Huo Yuhao! If you dare to touch her, I swear I won't forgive you!"
Huo Yuhao paused mid-step, casually scrutinizing Tang San's ferocious expression.
After a brief silence, calculating how best to provoke Tang San, a more mischievous curve appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips. He raised a hand, giving Tang San a cheerful thumbs-up.
Don't worry, I'll take her down for sure!
Seeing that Huo Yuhao did not regard him as a threat, Tang San felt dizzy, his vision darkening. Just as he regained composure, Wang Yan frowned at him, issuing a warning:
"Watching is allowed, but if you continue to affect the students with your words, I'll have no choice but to ask you to leave."
Tang San's chest heaved violently. Feeling the weight of others' curious gazes, his fists clenched tighter, veins bulging along his arms. After several deep breaths, he finally relaxed his grip, casting one cold glance at Huo Yuhao, and refrained from speaking further.
Satisfied, Wang Yan turned to the students ready in the arena. He nodded slightly.
"Begin the match."
With the signal, Wang Dong'er immediately released her Martial Spirit. Brilliant azure blue wings unfurled behind her, glowing with a dreamlike radiance under the sunlight.
Her yellow and purple Spirit Rings shimmered, not as overwhelmingly powerful as Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena's full purple rings, but still enough to draw gasps of admiration from the onlooking students.
Feeling their awe, Wang Dong'er's pink-blue eyes locked onto Huo Yuhao, a challenging hum escaping her lips.
Isn't it just a thousand-year Spirit Ring? I've got one too!
Without hesitation, she charged at him.
Though she had said the outcome was uncertain, Wang Dong'er knew her team could not defeat Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena. But that didn't mean she couldn't defeat Huo Yuhao individually—she fully intended to test herself against him.
She had witnessed his battle three months ago firsthand and even had it analyzed by Zhou Yi in class several times.
Back then, Bei Bei had been caught off guard by a strange spirit skill due to the lack of preparation. Wang Dong'er, however, was ready.
Moreover, any attempt by Huo Yuhao to grab her arm would fail; her Martial Spirit, the Light Goddess Butterfly, relied on her wings, not her body, so he would never get the chance to touch her.
Victory is possible!
Closing the distance, Wang Dong'er's eyes gleamed with confidence as she unleashed her first spirit skill:
Blade of Asura.
The edges of her magnificent wings shimmered with faint golden light, radiating sharp, unstoppable force, slashing toward Huo Yuhao.
Wait, why hasn't he released his Martial Spirit?
Just as the thought flickered through her mind, she saw Huo Yuhao raise his hand, glowing with a white jade-like light, to block her attack.
Clang!
The crisp sound of metal striking metal rang in her ears, leaving her momentarily stunned.
He blocked it with his hand?
Before she could react further, Huo Yuhao's deliberately low voice, like a demon, audible only to her, struck like a thunderclap from the depths of hell, echoing in her mind:
"Dong'er… you wouldn't want anyone to know you're a disciple of Clear Sky Sect, would you?"
(End of Chapter)