Douluo ice demon Yuhao

The entire class of new freshmen came to the soul fighting area. Wang Yan paid the fee, and the soul fighting competition between Huo Yuhao and Wu Feng was about to begin.

The two of them were already standing on the court, waiting for Wang Yan to announce the start of the game.

Huo Yuhao looked at Wu Feng coldly, his ice-blue eyes full of contempt and indifference.

Off the field, Dai Huabin looked at the stage and said in a deep voice: "That Wu Feng is miserable."

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao nodded and said, "We also believe in Yuhao."

A student next to him who had just been assigned to the freshman class asked doubtfully: "That's not right. Huo Yuhao only has a ten-year soul ring and is not even a great soul master. How can he defeat Wu Feng?"

Tai Long, a senior student in the freshman class, snorted and said, "You don't know that Huo Yuhao can't judge with common sense at all. In my opinion, the loser must be that Wu Feng."

"She doesn't just lose."

Dai Huabin carefully looked at the coldness in Huo Yuhao's eyes and said word by word: "She will be miserable!"

Only he knows what Huo Yuhao's expression means.

On the court, Wang Yan said seriously: "I remind you again that this is just a competition between classmates. You can do your best, but you must not maim your opponent. Once I find that one side has gained an absolute advantage, I will immediately

Terminate the game, do you understand?"

Huo Yuhao said calmly: "Teacher Wang, I have a sense of propriety."

When Wu Feng heard this, he looked disdainful: "Do you still dare to say such arrogant words now?"

After saying that, she turned around and walked to the side of the venue.

Huo Yuhao also stepped back, his cold eyes always staring at Wu Feng.

Seeing that the two of them had distanced themselves and were ready, Wang Yan said loudly: "The game begins."

Wu Feng jumped out in an instant, possessed by the red dragon spirit, two yellow spirit rings appeared, and his whole body turned into a red cloud and rushed towards Huo Yuhao at full speed.

Her figure has long been developed, and her tall and slender body is covered with fine red scales and paired with fiery red neat short hair, showing a strange beauty.

But Huo Yuhao's eyes were indifferent at this moment, and he had no sympathy for this beauty.

Wu Feng was very fast. He rushed out dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, stretched out his red dragon claws, and was about to attack Huo Yuhao.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao moved.

He kicked off his right foot and jumped forward, the fluorescent white soul ring flashing behind him.

Here——

Just when Wu Feng was wondering why Huo Yuhao didn't avoid him and even dared to come towards him, an inexplicable sharp pain suddenly came from his head.

Like a sharp ice pick piercing through the brain, the biting cold twisted Wu Feng's mind.

"Ahhhh——"

Wu Feng let out a cry of pain, and the scales and flames on his body disappeared instantly. He was actually forcibly released from the state of possession by the martial spirit.

She gritted her teeth, covered her head in pain, and quickly stabilized herself to prevent herself from falling.

Wu Feng's soul power level is good, so he did not completely lose consciousness under the impact of Huo Yuhao's soul, but he was also relieved of the possession of the martial soul, and he felt a little confused in the pain.

"How...how could it be?"

Huo Yuhao would not give her time to rest. Before Wu Feng could figure out the situation, another sharp pain came from her knees. She slipped and was about to fall to the ground.

But she did not fall to the ground, and her unbalanced body gained a new fulcrum.

Huo Yuhao stretched out his right hand, grabbed Wu Feng's face with his five spread fingers, lifted her whole body into the air, and lifted her up with a lift of his arm.

"Ah..."

Wu Feng's moans were muffled in Huo Yuhao's palm. Her right hand tremblingly climbed up Huo Yuhao's arm. Her left hand was covered with scales and flames again. The two soul rings behind her flickered and she tried to wave her claws to resist.

There was another soul impact, and Wu Feng's martial spirit possession was released again.

The originally flickering soul ring dimmed and disappeared, and the flames on his body were extinguished before they could be ignited. Wu Feng drooped his left hand and held Huo Yuhao's straight right arm tremblingly with his right hand.

At this moment, her feet were off the ground and her whole body was hanging in the air, trying to relieve the pain in her body in this way.

Her head hurts, her face hurts, her knees hurt...Wu Feng didn't know what Huo Yuhao had done. She only knew that she felt very uncomfortable now.

Wu Feng's red eyes stared at Huo Yuhao with fear through his fingers.

Huo Yuhao just carried her, his eyes cold.

The soul impact has never stopped, and the rhythm and intensity of release are constantly being adjusted.

At this moment, Wu Feng only felt that her head no longer belonged to her. She had concentrated all her soul power in it, but it was useless in the face of the ever-changing soul impact.

Perhaps one second it was high-frequency and low-power harassment, the next second it was a high-power bombardment, and the next second it was harassment of random intensity...

The white soul ring behind Huo Yuhao also flashed with a strange and changing rhythm, like a demon's neon light.

He doesn't care at all about his soul power reserves. I don't know how long that pure and powerful soul power can torture Wu Feng.

Wu Feng had already exhausted all his energy just to guard against the attack in his mind. Every time he tried to possess the spirit, he was forcibly interrupted, leaving him with no extra strength to resist in reality.

"Yu Hao..."

At this moment, Tian Meng's restless voice sounded softly in Huo Yuhao's ears.

"I can understand your feelings, but your use of Soul Shock is a bit...excessive...You can't use this trick more often..."

She seemed a little bit unable to stand it anymore.

"I understand." Huo Yuhao responded lightly, stopped the soul attack, and the white soul ring behind him finally stopped flickering.

He looked at Wu Feng in his hand, and there was no longer the original pride in his red eyes, only fear and pleading remained.

Tears filled Wu Feng's eyes at some point, flowing down from the corners of his eyes and onto Huo Yuhao's palms, causing a slight itching sensation.

"I've already reminded you, I'm in a bad mood today." Huo Yuhao said coldly, with a gloomy face, "So please don't bother me, do you understand?"

Wu Feng moved his neck with all his strength and nodded with difficulty.

Huo Yuhao has always been a very irritable person.

This sounds very contradictory, because irritable and rational and calm should never be words to describe the same person.

But Huo Yuhao is such a contradictory person.

On the one hand, he is tolerant and generous. But on the other hand, he must retaliate.

Everything he did in the freshmen examination and win the championship was all to obtain the identity of the core disciple of the martial soul system, but now, he has nothing.

Originally, he was in a bad mood today because of this incident and needed someone to vent to. Now if anyone dares to touch him, they will definitely pay the price!

And Wu Feng is the target of venting.

At this moment, an anxious voice shouted loudly outside the venue.

"Let go of Wu Feng!"

Huo Yuhao turned to look outside the field and saw Ning Tian running towards the field and shouting to Wang Yan: "Teacher Wang, why don't you stop the game?"

Only then did Wang Yan react and announced: "Huo Yuhao wins."

He was completely shocked by Huo Yuhao's performance.

Even he didn't know what Huo Yuhao had done, so Wu Feng had almost no power to resist and became a doll that he would ravage at will.

Huo Yuhao glanced at Wu Feng and was about to give her the final blow.

But an old voice in his mind stopped him.

"Stop it, kid, you have to be merciful and merciful."

Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment, then put down Wu Feng, and the soul ring behind him flickered for the last time.

Wu Feng collapsed on the ground, screamed, and lost consciousness.

"Alas——"

The old voice sighed.