Douluo Continent: Newcomer Yuhao, thank you Lan Xuanyu

Chapter 129 Who's the Good Samaritan Who Used a Sword to Cut Through a Light Bomb?

Chapter 133 Who's the Good Samaritan Who Used a Sword to Cut Through a Light Bomb?

"Oh?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Huo Yuhao. After all, Huo Yuhao had just slammed his fist on the table with Wang Yan. Letting him go first now inevitably had the implication of settling personal scores.

But Huo Yuhao knew that Wang Yan didn't mean it that way.

"————Okay." After saying that, he strode towards the competition stage.

Wang Yan shook his head with some regret and muttered to himself, "What a pity. If Xu Sanshi hadn't been so badly injured, he should have gone first in the first match."

The first student sent by Yunluo Academy was not tall, but he had broad shoulders and was even a bit overweight. He looked very nervous, and you could see beads of sweat on his forehead.

The student forced a smile and said to Huo Yuhao and San Shi, "I... I'm called Ma Yingjun. Please have mercy, senior."

Huo Yuhao smiled calmly and nodded to Ma Yingjun. "Hello, my name is Huo Yuhao."

Seeing Huo Yuhao's amiable expression, Ma Yingjun's tense mood eased considerably.

Once the two were positioned on either side of the ring, the referee shouted, "The match begins!"

Ma Yingjun had been waiting for these words.

As soon as the referee shouted "Start," his short, stocky body reacted swiftly, as nimbly as a monkey.

With three yellow and one purple spirit rings, four spirit rings lit up simultaneously on his body, and various spirit tools emerged from all over his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a short, stocky fat man into a mecha fat man covered in spirit tools.

Huo Yuhao simply stood there, four white spirit rings rising from beneath his feet.

The spectators far from the competition stage immediately let out a series of disappointed sighs.

What?! A Soul Master with four ten-year Soul Rings? What's so interesting about that?

But no one except Huo Yuhao himself knows the true color of his spirit rings.

The first spirit ring lit up slightly, and then Ma Yingjun, who was just about to activate his spirit tool, suddenly froze on the spot. His chubby body swayed, and then he fell to the ground.

The entire room fell silent.

This... this is how we won?

The referee stepped forward to check Ma Yingjun's breathing, confirming that he was not in mortal danger and had indeed fainted. After sending him off the stage, he raised the soul-guided megaphone in his hand.

"Individual elimination round, first match, Shrek Academy wins."

The captain of Yunluo Academy took Ma Yingjun from the referee, pondered for a moment, and then said to a girl next to him, "His move just now should have been a mental attack. Mental-type Soul Masters are not good at close combat. Shangyue, you go."

"Yes." The female team member sprang to her feet and quickly went up to the competition platform.

The girl who came up to admire the moon was over 1.7 meters tall and looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her appearance wasn't particularly beautiful, but her white outfit perfectly showcased her figure, especially her long legs, which were very eye-catching.

She held a pair of white curved swords, exuding the air of a female knight-errant.

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow slightly. Close-combat type?

Thinking this, Huo Yuhao also took out a soul tool from his storage belt.

Engage in close combat with your opponent? He didn't want to waste that time.

so----

Shangyue was slightly taken aback when she saw Huo Yuhao take out the soul tool.

The other party is also a Soul Master? And—

It was a bow with gold and blue hues interwoven, and it also had ice reliefs on it, making it look quite magnificent.

After seeing that both players had taken their positions, the referee waved his hand forcefully.

"The match begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yuhao forcefully pulled back the bowstring. With the infusion of soul power, a transparent thread appeared on it, and an arrowhead made of ice and snow appeared. The power of light surged into it wildly.

Not to mention the Shrek Academy team, even the Yunluo Academy team members were dumbfounded.

Does this person even have the common sense of a Soul Master? In this situation, if he is interrupted while charging up his power, all his previous efforts will be wasted, and he will also suffer a significant backlash.

Shangyue naturally understood this principle, and from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to hurt this little guy who seemed to fit her aesthetic.

But this is a battle!

Shangyue showed no mercy, taking a long stride forward with her two swords, each carrying a three-foot-long blade of light, and slashed straight at Huo Yuhao.

Just as she was about to rush up to Huo Yuhao, Huo Yuhao still didn't make a move.

Even the referee was ready to intervene, but Shangyue found that he couldn't feel the touch at all.

be cheated!

Huo Yuhao's figure vanished like ripples on water. On the other side of the arena, space folded and swayed abruptly. Then, Huo Yuhao's figure appeared out of thin air, slowly walked out, and released the bowstring from his hand.

"boom!"

A vast expanse of chilling air and dazzling light surged across the arena, causing the temperature to drop several degrees.

Its arrow pierced through solid rock, its power surpassing that of the three armies.

After sending his teammates off the stage, the captain of Yunluo Advanced Soul Master Academy stepped onto the competition stage and strode up to Huo Yuhao.

"Situ Yu, Yunluo Advanced Soul Master Academy."

Huo Yuhao put down the Light Feather Bow in his hand and nodded calmly to him, "Shrek Academy, Huo Yuhao."

Situ Yu said in a deep voice, "As the captain of Yunluo Academy, I hope for a fair and square match. Let me know the gap between us. If you beat me, there's no need to continue the rest of the matches today. I hope you can earn my respect with your strength."

Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up. Did that mean he wouldn't have to fight this guy anymore after defeating him?

Huo Yuhao, who had been expressionless since stepping onto the field, rarely showed a smile. "Of course."

"Both sides step back."

After the two players stepped back to either side of the playing platform, the referee glanced at them both and then shouted, "Begin!"

A series of violent metallic clanging sounds erupted from Situ Yu's body. In just a few breaths, his entire body seemed to swell to twice its size, with soul-guided cannons of varying calibers emerging from every corner of his body.

Huo Yuhao put away the Light Feather Bow in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fortress tactics?

In his current state, Situ Yu truly resembled a fortress that devoured life. Four spirit rings—two yellow and two purple—rose simultaneously from beneath his feet, and behind him, white light surged, unfurling into a massive fan. It was as if he were carrying a giant fan on his back.

Countless white orbs of light erupted almost instantly, each the size of an egg, sweeping towards Huo Yuhao like a tidal wave of light projectiles.

The six-barreled small soul-guided cannon excels at firepower coverage and is one of the most popular soul-guided devices in the military.

The only way for a typical four-ring Soul Master to deal with a six-barreled small Soul Guidance Cannon is to run as far away as possible. After all, although this fortress tactic is stable and has fierce firepower, it is not sustainable. It is enough to drag it out until the opponent's Soul Power is exhausted.

But what did they see?

Xiao Hongchen looked as if he had seen some kind of monster.

"Impossible, this is impossible—"

Huo Yuhao brandished a black sword that had appeared in his hand at some unknown time, charging straight towards the fortress that Situ Yu had set up, braving the artillery fire.

The black sword swung nimbly through the air, precisely slashing at each soul-guided projectile that was about to hit Huo Yuhao's vitals. Although he was charging in a straight line, his body moved with extreme agility, dodging the soul-guided projectiles that he couldn't hit.

The black sword seemed to possess a special effect of dissipating soul power; the beam of light that struck it didn't explode, but instead simply vanished.

The first one, the second one, the third one —

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