Bang!
Another Soul Lord was blasted to the ground. Yuhao rubbed his slightly sore eyes and said calmly:
"Anyone else?"
Although there were even more spectators than before, not a single person dared to step forward.
Because Yuhao had already defeated seven students from Zhengtian Academy in succession, and apart from the first girl named Huang, the remaining six were all Soul Lords.
These people were already considered the first-tier students of Zhengtian Academy.
If even they were defeated so cleanly, then those with inferior strength had absolutely no chance.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
At this moment, a burst of applause suddenly rang out in the previously silent arena. Almost at the same time, everyone felt as if an old man had appeared in front of them out of thin air. Behind him stood a man and a woman, both around eighteen or nineteen years old.
When the students present clearly saw the old man's appearance, their expressions changed instantly, and they hurriedly bowed.
"Dean."
That's right.
The person who arrived was none other than the dean of Zhengtian Academy.
"Yuhao, this human is quite strong."
The appearance of the dean of Zhengtian Academy also attracted Tianmeng Iceworm's attention.
Yuhao remained silent and only nodded faintly. He had already sensed that the seemingly ordinary old man in front of him was definitely not a simple figure—at the very least, he was a high-level titled expert.
"Your name is Huo Yuhao?"
Facing the old man's calm inquiry, Yuhao nodded.
"At such a young age, you actually dared to come to our Zhengtian Academy and challenge the arena. Your courage is commendable."
The old man continued speaking. Although his tone was calm, an invisible pressure slowly condensed around him and pressed straight toward Yuhao.
Yuhao instantly felt his body sink, as if a mountain had fallen onto his shoulders. However, in the next moment, the light in his eyes flickered faintly, his spiritual sea stirred, and the heavy pressure dissipated like snow encountering blazing sunlight.
Naturally, this subtle yet astonishing change did not escape the old man's perception.
"This kid is truly not simple."
After pondering briefly, the old man asked again:
"Are you from the Noumenon Sect, or were you sent here by Shrek Academy?"
"No."
Yuhao replied indifferently.
"I only heard that the students of Zhengtian Academy were pretty decent, so I came to exchange pointers. But now it seems…"
Although Yuhao did not finish his sentence, his gaze swept over the unconscious students lying on the ground, and his meaning was self-evident.
This immediately caused the expressions of the man and woman behind the old man to darken.
They were none other than Tang Xiaolei and Yu Mengdi, the core disciples preparing to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition.
As disciples of Zhengtian Academy, how could they tolerate someone humiliating their academy so openly?
"Boy, I advise you to take back what you just said. Otherwise, I won't be polite."
Yu Mengdi was the one who spoke. Her beautiful eyes locked onto Yuhao, her tone icy.
Yu Mengdi was indeed stunning, but Yuhao's expression did not change in the slightest.
"Someone said the same thing to me earlier," Yuhao said calmly, "but he's already been carried away."
"You really—!"
Yu Mengdi was instantly enraged and was about to step forward.
However, the old man raised his hand and stopped her. Then he turned his gaze back to Yuhao and said slowly:
"Huo Yuhao, since you are neither from the Noumenon Sect nor from Shrek Academy, then why not join our Zhengtian Academy?"
"As long as you are willing to join, I can guarantee that you will receive treatment equivalent to a core disciple."
Hearing this, Yuhao was slightly stunned.
He hadn't expected Zhengtian Academy to try to recruit him before the Noumenon Sect even made a move.
But thinking about it carefully, it made perfect sense.
A twelve-year-old Great Soul Master with an original spiritual Noumenon martial soul, who had consecutively defeated six Soul Lords—no academy or sect would be willing to let such a genius slip away.
Unfortunately, compared to the Noumenon Sect, Zhengtian Academy was still too weak.
Yuhao waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, old man. Your Zhengtian Academy can't accommodate me."
After speaking, Yuhao turned around, intending to leave.
From the very beginning, his objective had already been achieved.
A twelve-year-old Great Soul Master blocking the gates of Zhengtian Academy, defeating seven elite disciples in a row, and even forcing the dean to personally appear—
This alone was enough to shake the entire Tianhun Empire.
Before long, the Noumenon Sect would inevitably hear of this matter.
However, Yuhao's words completely enraged the dean of Zhengtian Academy.
His expression turned cold as he said:
"What? You slapped our Zhengtian Academy in the face and now you want to leave just like that?"
As he spoke, soul rings lit up around his body one after another.
Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings rose into the air—an almost perfect configuration.
This clearly proved that the inconspicuous old man was indeed a terrifying titled expert.
Moreover, judging from the density of his aura, he was very likely a Super Douluo whose soul power had surpassed level ninety-five.
Buzz—
The nine soul rings slowly rotated, releasing a vast and oppressive might. The surrounding space seemed to distort, and the sky itself appeared dimmer.
The power of a Super Douluo was terrifying beyond imagination.
And this pressure was not spread indiscriminately—it was directed solely at Yuhao.
This was no longer mere momentum, but true coercion.
Yuhao instantly felt the soul power within his body stagnate, his blood and energy surging chaotically as if being repelled by an invisible force.
Yet, there was not the slightest trace of fear on his face.
Instead, he said calmly:
"I beat the younger ones, and now the elder comes out. What, does the dean also want to challenge me personally?"
Boom!
The moment his words fell, the two soul rings around Yuhao suddenly changed color.
Scarlet-red light surged upward, completely enveloping both soul rings.
Ten-thousand-year soul rings!
As the soul rings transformed, an ancient and ferocious aura burst forth, like that of a primordial beast awakening from slumber, and collided head-on with the dean's oppressive might.
For a moment, air waves rolled violently, and fierce winds howled.
Even the sky seemed to split into two halves, as though marking the boundary between the two sides.
"Ten-thousand-year soul rings?! How is that possible?!"
The dean of Zhengtian Academy exclaimed in shock.
Although reason told him it was unbelievable, his senses could not lie—the aura before him truly belonged to a ten-thousand-year soul beast.
Even in this direct clash of pressure, he faintly felt a trace of suppression.
This was already shocking enough for a Super Douluo, not to mention Tang Xiaolei, Yu Mengdi, and the surrounding students.
All of them had pale expressions and struggled to breathe, as if invisible hands were gripping their throats.
Few people could remain calm in the face of a ten-thousand-year soul beast's aura.
Buzz—
The third soul ring of the dean of Zhengtian Academy suddenly lit up.
In an instant, Tang Xiaolei, Yu Mengdi, and the others felt their bodies lighten, and the suffocating pressure vanished.
At the same time, the dean withdrew his coercion and said slowly:
"Enough. It was this old man who acted impulsively."
Seeing the old man yield, Yuhao immediately retracted his soul rings.
After all, if it truly came down to a real fight, he was still no match for this old monster.
Of course, that didn't mean he was afraid.
If the Black Dragon Reverse Scale were triggered, it wouldn't be difficult for Emperor Tian to descend and flatten the entire Zhengtian Academy.
"The two ten-thousand-year soul rings just now were manifestations of soul skills, weren't they?"
The dean narrowed his eyes. After the initial shock, he quickly guessed the truth.
After all, it was simply too outrageous for a Great Soul Master to possess two genuine ten-thousand-year soul rings.
"So what?"
Yuhao replied casually.
"They're just ten-thousand-year soul rings. If I really told you my true soul-ring configuration, wouldn't I scare you to death?"
Million-year soul ring.
Golden soul ring.
Forty-thousand-year soul ring…
After hearing Yuhao's words, the old man and the people behind him all subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
The dean then continued:
"Boy Huo, what happened just now was my fault. I shouldn't have taken action against a junior like you. I apologize to you here."
After saying that, he actually bowed slightly to Yuhao.
One must understand—
This was a Super Douluo.
Not only were the students behind him stunned, even Yuhao was slightly surprised.
But he knew that the old man definitely had something else to say.
Sure enough, the dean straightened up and continued:
"However, emotionally and rationally speaking, you should still give me an explanation for provoking Zhengtian Academy like this."
Even Yuhao couldn't deny that the old man had handled this with both courtesy and authority.
"What kind of explanation do you want?"
Upon hearing this, a crafty smile appeared at the corner of the dean's mouth.
"Simple. Fight one match with either of the two behind me."
"No problem."
Yuhao agreed without hesitation.
Seeing this, the dean raised both hands and said with a smile: