"I want him to become a core disciple of the Soul Guidance Department. His character is very suitable. After the freshman assessment, please bring him here first, and I will see if he has the talent."

The corners of Fan Yu's mouth were slightly raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Besides, although Huo Yuhao looks weak and inconspicuous, if you know more about him, you will discover the secrets hidden in him."

"So...you still hope that the martial arts department doesn't know the difference."

Zhou Yi crossed her arms, frowned slightly, and tapped her arm rhythmically with the index and middle fingers of her right hand, as if thinking about something.

"No matter what, I will decide on this core disciple! I said it! It is them who should not regret the martial arts department."

Fan Yu clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes seemed to be lit with a fire called fighting spirit.

Zhou Yi looked helplessly at Fan Yu who suddenly lit up, shook her head, and continued to think about herself.

In the afternoon competition, it was still Xiao Xiao who drew lots. This time the little girl was lucky and did not win the team with the soul master.

"Ah, it's boring. Two quick attacks and one strong attack. It will probably be over in an instant. Oh my, I really miss the evenly matched battles before..."

Wang Dong said with some pretentiousness, causing Xiao Xiao to roll her eyes at "him".

"Hey, isn't it better to be easier? If you want to be evenly matched and make it more difficult, then you can fight three against one. Yuhao and I will watch your show."

Xiao Xiao curled her lips, her speechlessness was beyond words.

"Ah, this... Huo Yuhao..."

Wang Dong scratched his head and thought, "He" is very weak. Then he looked at Huo Yuhao pleadingly.

Huo Yuhao was the core of their group. Both of them were willing to listen to Huo Yuhao, and Huo Yuhao made no mistakes.

"...Stop playing tricks. There's no point in staring at me with your eyes wide open. Since it's easy, just end it and go back to rest."

After Huo Yuhao noticed Wang Dong's expression, he said helplessly.

After notifying each other of their names, Huo Yuhao and the three of them dreamed of returning to the knockout round and killed each other in the same old way.

Entering directly into the next round, another day passed, more people came to watch the game, and the old man who looked like Jigong from before came again.

But this time the host was replaced by an old man in white who looked very gentle.

"Hello, fellow students, my name is Yan Shaozhe, the current dean of Shrek Academy, the 261st term."

"You may be wondering, this is just a freshman assessment, how could it alert me, the dean?"

"As for the reason...your excellence deserves my attention. You can be said to be the best freshmen in the past century."

"I will watch your game here and try to win the championship. I will watch you here and witness this moment."

After saying this, most of the students were very excited, after all, this was the dean of Shrek Academy!

Being recognized and praised by him not only satisfies their young vanity, but also gives them something to brag to.

Huo Yuhao glanced indifferently at the high-spirited students around him. He had long passed the age of wanting to express himself to gain recognition from others.

He cares more about actual interests. The opinions of others have nothing to do with him. If it cannot cause any actual harm to his interests, then he can say whatever he wants.

He won't meddle in other people's business. He will just ignore things that don't concern him. Unless there is someone he cares about and wants to maintain his personality, he won't pay attention to it.

I quietly observed the ragged old man with my peripheral vision, and happened to see the old man pouring wine into his mouth.

The old man seemed to suddenly feel his prying eyes, and the movements of his hands stopped for a moment, and a pair of red eyes looked at him with a smile.

Huo Yuhao hurriedly pretended not to look at him at all, and shifted his attention unnaturally.

The smile in the old man's eyes became even brighter, he laughed freely and began to pour wine into his mouth.

[Xiao Yuhao, you... why are you pretending to be unnatural? 】

[I can act mature and deep, but I can’t go too far. Too much is not enough. Sometimes, it’s better to be a little silly.]

[Tsk, you humans are so complicated.]

[There is no way, human lifespan is not that long, and some people still want to take shortcuts, pursue and explore infinite things with their limited lives...]

[Okay, okay, I’m going to start a long talk again. It’s useless to tell my sister about this. I’m going to bed. Good night.]

【...Oh, good night.】

Huo Yuhao looked at the quilt wrapped in the sea of ​​​​spirit, oh no, it was the silver-haired girl who was wrapped in the quilt and had fallen asleep and sighed helplessly.

"The first class of freshmen, Huo Yuhao's team came forward to draw lots."

This time, Huo Yuhao's group was the first to draw lots, and the person holding the lot this time turned out to be Yan Shaozhe, Dean Yan, who just spoke there.

"Wang Dong... no, no, no, Yuhao, you better go, I, I'm nervous."

The little girl's excited voice came, and she was obviously at a loss, which showed that she was really nervous.

"No need to be nervous, just treat it as a normal lottery and be polite. Dean Yan seems to be very easy-going, so don't be nervous."

"We really can't let Wang Dong come."

Huo Yuhao said comfortingly, causing Wang Dong to strongly protest.

"Hey, hey, Huo Yuhao, I am your roommate after all, why are you just protecting Xiao Xiao?"

"She is nervous. Am I not nervous? Huo Yuhao! You can't be so partial!"

Wang Dong thrust his hands into his waist with some annoyance, his mouth bulging.

"Okay, I'll go then."

Huo Yuhao said calmly, and then walked up.

"Child, don't be nervous. As the only first-ring soul master who can reach this point, you are already something to be proud of."

"Keep up the good work, and I wish you the championship."

Yan Shaozhe's gentle voice sounded.

"Thank you for your appreciation and blessings. I cannot reach this point without my teammates."

Huo Yuhao took out a sign, took a step back, and bowed solemnly towards Yan Shaozhe.

Then he walked off the stage and walked towards Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao calmly.

"The fifth class of freshmen, Dai Huabin's team draws lots."

A tall blond boy walked onto the stage, with dark blue eyes with double pupils. Huo Yuhao glanced back as if he was feeling something, and the blond boy also looked in Huo Yuhao's direction with feeling.

Two pairs of blue eyes met, and the different cold eyes collided, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

At this time, a thought came into their minds at the same time:

His eyes... are so familiar.

But neither of them forgot what they were going to do at this moment, and what they were about to do, their eyes collided for less than a second.

But it was this second that left a special impression in the hearts of the two of them.

After drawing the lots, although the blond boy did not bow like Huo Yuhao, he still thanked Yan Shaozhe and walked off the stage.

He never lowered his proud head from beginning to end. Perhaps this was his pride as a direct descendant of the White Tiger Duke's Palace...
Chapter completed!