NABC Chapter 100 The Great Battle That Determines "Family Status"
Chapter 100 The Great Battle That Determines "Family Status"
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Although Wang Dong understood that what Huo Yuhao said was fair and reasonable, and there was nothing wrong with it.
But while he understands, it's impossible for him to simply nod in agreement.
From childhood to adulthood, he was always pampered and spoiled like a little princess.
The elders and playmates around him, who doesn't try to please him in every way possible?
This innate pride and self-centeredness are ingrained in his very being.
Wang Dong raised his delicate face slightly and sneered, "Hmph! That's true, but don't forget, on this continent, the strong are ultimately respected!"
A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes as he thought that his future "wife" had such a spoiled and arrogant personality when she was young.
This is quite different from the Tang Wutong recorded in history books ten thousand years later, who was gentle, resilient, and shared life and death with him.
Huo Yuhao smiled and asked, "Then... what do you want?"
"Let's fight!"
Without a second thought, Wang Dong immediately waved her small, white fist: "Whoever wins, the dorm will be in charge from now on! Including cleaning, and... and any other disagreements, everything will go according to the winner's opinion!"
Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.
Are we going to start fighting on our very first meeting?
This is truly... a unique way of making friends.
Huo Yuhao looked at the pink and blue hair opposite him and slightly... Wang Dong, full of fighting spirit, unconsciously curled a meaningful smile at the corner of his lips.
It would be good to have a fight.
This is a good opportunity to convince the other party and to gain the upper hand at the beginning of this special relationship.
This is the perfect opportunity to lay the foundation for the future... well... "family status".
Huo Yuhao then suppressed his slightly meaningful smile and nodded cleanly and decisively: "Alright, let's have a match then."
"Follow me!"
Wang Dong uttered those three words, her light blue hair whipping through the air in a haughty arc, and without caring whether Huo Yuhao followed, she strode confidently out of the dormitory.
Huo Yuhao chuckled and quickly followed.
Outside the dormitory building, there was an open space. The cool moonlight made the ground shimmer, making it a good place for friendly competition.
Wang Dong stopped in the middle of the open space, turned around, and gently beckoned to Huo Yuhao, who was a few steps away, with his index finger.
"bring it on!"
He was already a level 25 Great Soul Master at the age of eleven, and his second soul ring was at the thousand-year level. He also possessed the talent of having twin martial souls.
Among his peers in the Haotian Sect, Wang Dong was undoubtedly the number one, having never encountered an opponent, so he naturally possessed arrogance.
In his view, even if Huo Yuhao was a genius in the eyes of the world, he could never be his match.
However, the boy opposite seemed somewhat distracted at the moment.
Huo Yuhao did hear what Wang Dong said, but his attention was focused on the other side.
Dragon God Douluo, Mu En.
It's so late, yet this peerless powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the continent is still lying on a deck chair outside the dormitory building.
"Hello!"
Wang Dong's slightly angry voice interrupted Huo Yuhao's thoughts.
He frowned, his light blue hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze, and glared at Huo Yuhao with displeasure: "If you don't make a move, I'll come first!"
Huo Yuhao then turned his attention away from Mu En, a gentle smile appearing on his lips, but he still showed no intention of making the first move.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Wang Dong let out another cold snort, seemingly mocking Huo Yuhao for being arrogant.
Without further ado, he suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his whole body shot towards Huo Yuhao like an arrow released from a bow!
With his mental probing, Huo Yuhao had already determined the other party's cultivation level.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and invisible spiritual power instantly condensed, silently bursting forth.
Without any spirit rings lighting up, without any fluctuations in spirit power, and without any warning, a mental shock has already been launched.
Wang Dong, who was charging forward with all his might, suddenly felt a pain in his head, and then his consciousness went completely blank.
The momentum of the forward rush was still there, but the person in control of the body had lost consciousness.
Wang Dong's body slumped forward, his short, light blue hair flying helplessly in the air, about to make intimate contact with the solid ground.
However, just as he was about to fall...
A figure, as if waiting for a long time, instantly crossed several meters and Huo Yuhao steadily caught Wang Dong's falling body.
Under the moonlight, he looked down at the "boy" in his arms, whose eyes were closed and whose breathing was steady.
That face, stripped of all its pride in its slumber, looked exceptionally beautiful at that moment, making him catch his breath.
Then, Huo Yuhao carefully placed Wang Dongping on the ground.
On a nearby deckchair, Moon's seemingly cloudy old eyes took in everything.
In the darkness, a faint smile seemed to flash across that aged face.
He immediately closed his eyes, thinking to himself, "These young people nowadays really know how to have fun!"
Just moments later, Wang Dong's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly woke up.
He immediately closed his eyes, thinking to himself, "These young people nowadays really know how to have fun!"
Just moments later, Wang Dong's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly woke up.
The moment he regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was the hard, slightly cool ground beneath him, and the touch of the night breeze on his cheek.
Wait... how did I end up lying on the ground?!
Wang Dong suddenly sat up. Before he could think, his first reaction was to instinctively and quickly search his body.
His clothes were intact, his hair was not messy, and apart from feeling a little confused, he had no physical abnormalities.
He suddenly looked up, his still-drowsy pinkish-blue eyes now filled with vigilance and slight anger, piercing straight at the boy standing not far away with his hands behind his back.
"What...what did you do to me?!"
His tone was like that of a cat with its fur standing on end, both wary and aggrieved.
Huo Yuhao looked at him and said with a smile, "You lost!"
He paused, then his smile deepened: "From now on, you'll have to listen to me in the dorm."
We...we lost?!
Wang Dong's mind flashed back to the memory before the "blackout," how he rushed away, and then... and then nothing more.
He didn't even see how his opponent made his move. He lost inexplicably and felt extremely frustrated!
An embarrassed blush spread from Wang Dong's fair cheeks to his ears. He bit his lower lip, his eyes filled with a stubborn light of defiance, and suddenly stood up from the ground.
"Buzz..."
Two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet, their bright light standing out prominently in the night.
"How exactly did I lose?" Wang Dong's voice rose several decibels, filled with resentment. "I hadn't even released my martial spirit yet! That doesn't count!"
Huo Yuhao didn't say anything; he simply took a step forward.
A deep purple soul ring quietly rose from beneath his feet.
The first ring in a thousand years.
Wang Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
That touch of purple reflected in his pale blue eyes, stirring up a storm of emotions that was hard to quell.
However, this is just the beginning.
Then, Huo Yuhao took three more steps forward, each step adding a new spirit ring to his body.
Finally, he stopped three meters in front of Wang Dong and did not approach him again.
The moonlight stretched his shadow long and slender, with four soul rings—two purple and two black—surrounding him like stars guarding the night sky.
Four-Ring Soul Sect!
Wang Dong's pinkish-blue eyes, which always sparkled with pride and liveliness, were wide open at this moment.
Those wide-open eyes reflected the four rhythmic soul rings and the calm-looking young man.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
The pride and confidence in my mind, at this moment, melted away silently, like thin snow under the scorching sun.
He never expected that his roommate was actually a fourth-ring Soul Master.
Seeing Wang Dong's stunned expression, Huo Yuhao spoke up.
"I am a spirit-type Soul Master."