Douluo ice demon Yuhao

"Yuhao, you... what are you doing?"

A trace of panic appeared on Wang Dong's face.

At first, the auras of the two people began to blend perfectly, just like blood is thicker than water. But at the next moment, the auras of this perfect blend began to gather on Huo Yuhao.

Wang Dong did nothing and did not use any soul power. However, the soul power in his body suddenly lost control and flowed continuously into Huo Yuhao's body.

"What to do? Don't you know very well?"

Huo Yuhao's face was very close to Wang Dong's, less than five centimeters at all. In Wang Dong's beautiful pink-blue eyes, you could clearly see the reflection of Huo Yuhao's evil smile.

Wang Dong wanted to resist, but his strength was no stronger than Huo Yuhao's, and after five games during the day, he didn't have much energy left at all.

Huo Yuhao's usually indifferent expression was now full of excitement, and he was already ecstatic inside.

When he and Wang Dong were close to each other, the cold air in his Dantian seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing Wang Dong's soul power.

After the soul power from the outside world enters the body, it is refined by this cold air and becomes Huo Yuhao's own power.

Just when Huo Yuhao was enjoying his absorption, Tianmeng's surprised voice sounded in his head.

"Yu Hao, it's incredible! The auras between you actually fit perfectly! The fit has reached 100%!"

"I see, otherwise I wouldn't be able to absorb his soul power like this! No one else can."

Huo Yuhao no longer cares about whether the aura matches or not, and the spirit fusion technique. There is only one thing he wants to do at this moment - devour.

Absorbing Wang Dong's soul power caused his soul power to grow at a rapid rate, far exceeding the speed of his solo cultivation.

Tianmeng continued: "But it's not over yet, there is still a terrifying fusion of three martial souls between you!"

"The fusion of three martial souls? What is that?"

"You each have three martial arts souls, and each pair can be integrated with each other!"

"Wang Dong actually has three martial spirits?" Huo Yuhao asked, "And am I not a twin martial spirit? When did I have a third martial spirit?"

Tianmeng said: "The gray old man stayed in your spiritual sea and brought you a strange martial spirit, but I don't know what kind of power it is."

"That was really unexpected."

None of this news excites Huo Yuhao as much as the direct increase in soul power.

After absorbing Wang Dong's soul power, his level experienced a surge for the first time in his life.

It’s no longer a slow and slow improvement, but a rocket-like jump.

In just a few minutes, his soul power level rose by a full level, equivalent to nearly a month of training.

After his soul power broke through level seventeen, the speed of improvement slowed down again, but it was still much faster than when he was practicing.

However, his rapid upgrade comes at a price.

At this time, Wang Dong, who was pressed under him, was covered in sweat, and the rapid loss of soul power made him exhausted.

Even if I run a hundred laps on the playground, I am not as tired as I am now.

Sweat wet his blue-pink hair, and he tremblingly said: "Yu Hao... stop... stop... it's okay..."

"What? Don't you want to explore martial soul fusion skills? It seems that our martial arts are indeed very compatible!" Huo Yuhao ignored his plea and still suppressed him firmly, "It's not enough to dare to think and do it, but also to

Dare to bear the consequences of your decisions!"

"Hao...Brother Hao...please...please...stop..." Wang Dong's begging for mercy was already in a crying tone, and even his vision became blurred. It was unclear whether the liquid in the corners of his eyes was tears or sweat.<

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Huo Yuhao felt like he was falling into madness.

For five whole years, he has been cultivating at a turtle-like speed.

But now, the rapid improvement of soul power has completely sunk him. It turns out that rapid upgrade is such a fascinating thing!

Wang Dong's chest was pressed, and his breathing became increasingly rapid but he couldn't get enough air. He wanted to resist, but his limbs were weak and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

All he could see was Huo Yuhao's excited smile.

Bang bang bang——

A gentle knock on the door seemed to bring Huo Yuhao back to reality from his madness.

"Who?" Huo Yuhao loosened his grip and asked outside the door.

"Brother Hao? Is Brother Hao here? It's time to go out."

The person who knocked on the door was Dai Huabin.

Feeling the pressure on his chest dissipate, Wang Dong breathed in the fresh air greedily. He had never felt that Dai Huabin's voice was so kind as now.

"Coming."

Huo Yuhao jumped out of bed and went over to open the door.

As soon as Dai Huabin entered the dormitory, he saw Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong on the bed behind him, with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, blushing face, and tears in his eyes.

Dai Huabin was stunned for a while and said: "Uh... am I disturbing you, how about you continue?"

"Don't think blindly, let's go."

Huo Yuhao felt that he could no longer extract any soul power from Wang Dong, so he said to Wang Dong.

"Thanks, Brother Dong."

After he and Dai Huabin left, Wang Dong sat on Huo Yuhao's bed with a look of shame and anger, and threw his pillow towards the door.

"Huo Yuhao, you bastard!"

He looked aggrieved, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, just like a little girl who had been bullied.

After venting his anger, Wang Dong felt an unexplained fatigue wash over his body. His body collapsed, and he fell down on Huo Yuhao's bed and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Poseidon Island, lakeside.

Teacher Wang Yan, who was conducting the freshman assessment for Huo Yuhao today, was standing respectfully next to an old man.

The old man was very slovenly, with disheveled hair. His original white robe was dirty and torn. He was barefoot and had no image at all.

He is holding a big gourd in his right hand, which is filled with fine wine. He is holding a roasted chicken in his left hand and is eating and drinking wine and meat.

Wang Yan said: "Mr. Xuan, this is the situation. Although those freshmen are still young, they are very noteworthy."

The sloppy old man known as Mr. Xuan took a sip of wine and glanced at Wang Yan. Under his old appearance, he had a pair of bright red eyes.

"The original martial soul and magic eye? It's interesting." Mr. Xuan muttered, his voice hoarse.

Wang Yan asked again: "Mr. Xuan, does the hair martial spirit count as the main body martial spirit?"

"Let's get along."

"The sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo should also have the potential to be cultivated. They can even use martial soul fusion skills."

Mr. Xuan shook his head and said: "No, the hair spirit is much weaker than the eye spirit. Today I will teach you that the more important the corresponding part is to the body, the stronger the body spirit will be. The eyes are the top body spirit, and

It’s still a spiritual attribute. But..."

There was a trace of doubt on Mr. Xuan's face.

"Since he has a spiritual attribute, why is his physical fitness so strong? According to your description, his performance is more like a physical martial spirit. Are you sure you are right?"

Wang Yandao: "I'm sure. All the students in the freshman class can testify that he defeated several challengers simply by relying on his physical strength."

"That's really weird." Old Xuan said, "Save a seat for me when he plays the next game. I'm going to see what Huo Yuhao's background is."

"Yes."