As for Wang Dong'er, her gaze toward the two grew increasingly disgusted.
In the Divine Realm, Xiao Wu shared the sentiment. "Elder Dai's descendant is truly becoming more and more disappointing. To think he'd actually go for another man; no wonder the wife who was supposed to be delivered to his doorstep wanted nothing to do with him."
"Everyone has their moments of youthful folly," Tang San said with a faint smile, though his eyes were fixed on Huo Yuhao, his expression radiating immense satisfaction.
In just three short months, he had grown from a Rank 10 Soul Scholar to a Rank 22 Soul Grandmaster. He truly was the Son of Destiny. It made the effort this God King spent on taming him well worth it.
"Second Brother," Huo Yuhao whispered.
"Hmm." Dai Huabin turned his head to look at Huo Yuhao, catching the sliver of coldness in his eyes.
"Don't be provoked. Once we show a weakness, what awaits us will be a devastating blow."
Huo Yuhao whispered the reminder so quietly that even Wang Dong'er failed to hear it.
At that moment, the referee stepped into the broad assessment area. All the partitions had been removed, revealing the massive expanse of the arena. He raised his hand, signaling both sides to enter the field.
Feng Piaoling's trio stepped forward. Feng Piaoling maintained his position at the front, flanked by Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er. On the other side, led by Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao, their team entered the arena with Wang Dong'er following behind them.
The referee glanced at both parties. "The rules for the finals have changed slightly. You may move freely throughout the arena, but your flight altitude must not exceed ten meters above the ground. To allow you to demonstrate your full strength, you may go all out during the match without holding back. I will oversee the proceedings personally; anyone rescued from the field will be considered eliminated."
The six members of the two teams nodded simultaneously. The referee gestured toward the edges of the field. "Then take your positions at the boundaries. You may only launch an attack after I declare the start."
Both sides retreated. The gazes of Huo Yuhao, Dai Huabin, and Wang Dong'er remained fixed on Feng Piaoling. In the eyes of the former two, a fierce light flickered, faintly leaking killing intent. Wang Dong'er's eyes, meanwhile, were brimming with battle spirit.
In contrast, Feng Piaoling's trio remained as calm as a gentle breeze.
In the Divine Realm, the God King Tang San noticed how Feng Piaoling was being targeted by the "united front" of Huo Yuhao, his own daughter, and Dai Huabin. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
Eleven years old, Rank 36—this kid had remarkably high talent, but that was all. As the controller of the Divine Realm's core, as long as Tang San didn't permit him to attain godhood, the boy would, at most, reach the level of a Rank 99 Limit Douluo. The rules of the Douluo Continent were different now compared to ten thousand years ago; a Limit Douluo could only live for three hundred years. After that, he would be nothing but a pile of yellow dust.
Then again, he would make an excellent whetstone for his daughter and the Son of Destiny.
Soon, both teams reached the edges of the arena. The complete assessment area was vast; in their eyes, their opponents had already become quite small.
"Start!" At the referee's command, Huo Yuhao's trio charged toward Feng Piaoling's team.
Due to the distance, Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection couldn't reach the opponents, nor could the "Power of Hao-Bin" strike Feng Piaoling. Thus, he didn't immediately initiate the Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Dai Huabin.
While running, Wang Dong'er gave a soft cry as the wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly unfurled, sending her soaring into the air. She ignored Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin, pouncing toward Feng Piaoling alone.
This scene caused the spectators to frown in confusion. However, Wang Dong'er remained undeterred. She believed that Feng Piaoling would grant her the chance for a fair duel.
"How could she do this?" Huo Yuhao said, sounding somewhat angry.
"Brother Hao, don't mind her. She likely just wants a one-on-one with Feng Piaoling. This gives us the perfect chance to use our Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Once we defeat Feng Piaoling, Nanmen Yun'er and that slut Zhu Lu will be no match for us."
By now, Dai Huabin's heart held only his brother, Huo Yuhao; there was no room for anyone else. Consequently, he no longer felt the passion he once had for Wang Dong'er.
"Alright." Huo Yuhao nodded heavily. Despite saying so, he still released his Spiritual Detection Sharing.
Two white soul rings rose from beneath his feet. His second soul ring glowed steadily as he shared his spiritual detection with Wang Dong'er.
Seeing this, the spectators frowned once more. Two white ten-year soul rings—no matter how unique Huo Yuhao's martial soul or soul ring skills were, he was destined to achieve nothing in the future.
Even Xiao Wu thought the same. "Is this boy a fool? He actually attached two white ten-year soul rings to himself."
Tang San's smile, however, remained unchanged. "Xiao Wu, have you ever seen a ten-year soul skill capable of releasing auxiliary skills like Spiritual Detection and Spiritual Sharing? Forget a ten-year skill—even a ten-thousand-year soul skill couldn't grant those."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu suddenly realized something, her face showing an enlightened expression. "You mean to say those soul rings are..."
"Correct. He has obtained the sacrifice of at least a hundred-thousand-year soul beast—and not just one, but two. It's just that the essence of the two rings has been sealed; otherwise, the boy wouldn't be able to withstand the massive energy within them."
When Huo Yuhao activated his Spiritual Detection Sharing, Tang San had sensed Skydream's aura from the second soul ring. Therefore, he instinctively assumed Huo Yuhao's first ring was also the result of a soul beast sacrifice. This explained how Huo Yuhao could jump twelve ranks in such a short period.
"Then this little fellow named Huo Yuhao must be the rising star of the Douluo Continent you mentioned before, Third Brother," Xiao Wu asked curiously.
Tang San smiled without speaking, neither confirming nor denying her question.
"I'll handle Wang Dong'er. Yun'er, you deal with Huo Yuhao and teach him a good lesson for me. Zhu Lu, Dai Huabin is yours—settle your debts, whether they be for kindness or hatred."
Three soul rings—one yellow and two purple—rose from beneath Feng Piaoling's feet. As his first and third rings glowed, a thick stack of orange-yellow talismans appeared in his left hand. In his right hand, two purple-gold talismans appeared. Leisurely, he slapped the talismans onto the backs of the two girls.
The talismans merged into their bodies, forming a dark-gold bear-shaped energy cloak.
"This is..." Seeing the dark-gold energy cloaks erupting from Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er, the crowd in the spectator stands was filled with horror.
Knowledgeable observers like Zhang Lexuan, Yan Shaozhe, and Qian Duoduo recognized instantly that these soul ring skills originated from the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear.
"Leave it to us."
Feeling the explosive power within them, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of Nanmen Yun'er and Zhu Lu. Two yellow hundred-year soul rings rose simultaneously from beneath their feet.
As their first soul rings glowed, sharp blades extended from Zhu Lu's fingertips, and Nanmen Yun'er's arms transformed into emerald-green blades.
As Agility Attack System Soul Masters who had received the strength and defense buffs of the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear, they had become perfect warriors in every sense of the word. With a mere flash of their bodies, they crossed dozens of meters, leaving a string of afterimages behind them. They crossed paths with Wang Dong'er as she flew through the air, but neither side made a move against the other.
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