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Huo Yuhao said in a deep voice: "Your self-righteousness, your arrogance, and your carelessness are only part of your strength! Your strength will determine the final result. Do you think that a high soul power level means you are a strong person?"
"Local strength is not overall strength, temporary strength is not permanent strength, strength and weakness can change at any time. Saying that the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is is just a half-understanding of the most fair law in the world, the law of the jungle!"
"If you are not prepared to be torn to pieces by a stronger person and are unwilling to admit defeat, then don't use the fact that the bigger your fist is, the more powerful it is as an excuse for you to bully the weak. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died ten times by now!"
Wang Dong sat on the ground with a blank look in his eyes, even forgetting the pain in his left knee. Huo Yuhao’s words had a great impact on him.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked around and found that Huo Yuhao had already returned to the dormitory.
"What...what, that guy..."
Feeling that his left knee was feeling better, Wang Dong wiped away his tears, propped himself up, and limped towards the dormitory. His originally handsome face looked a little disheveled.
But he still kept muttering unwillingly: "I...I will definitely win back..."
At this moment, an old voice sounded in my ears: "Kid, it's not surprising that you lost. The gap between you is too big. It will be the same no matter how many times you compete."
"Why?" Wang Dong looked at the old man who had been watching the fight and said stubbornly, "He only has one ring, and I have two. When I recover, he will definitely not be my opponent."
The old man sighed, pointed at his chest, and said, "You both have a pair of proud and contemptuous eyes. It's just that your contempt is for the weak, and his contempt is for the strong. He has a strong heart."
"Think carefully about what he said. Even I have benefited a lot from it."
Wang Dong was silent for a moment, then bowed to the old man: "Grandpa, thank you for your teachings."
After saying that, he limped into the dormitory building.
After Wang Dong left, the old man whispered to himself, "Is this really just an 11 or 12-year-old child?"
Dormitory 108.
The window was wide open, and a simple little stove was set up on the windowsill, with flames rising.
Huo Yuhao stood in front of the stove, holding two large bluefish skewered on wooden skewers in his hands, thinking while grilling them.
To be honest, he had some selfish motives towards Wang Dong just now.
His soul power increases slowly, so he hates those guys with high soul power showing off their soul power in front of him...
Therefore, he couldn't help but be a little harder, and the kick on Wang Dong's knee went straight to the weak joint.
However, he also controlled the strength, otherwise if he used all his strength, he could have broken Wang Dong's leg directly.
Wang Dong is a naughty boy at such a young age. It's obvious that he has been spoiled by his family and not well educated. Brother Hao has to discipline him.
The herring gradually changed color under the skillfully controlled flame, emitting a rich fragrance that drifted far out of the window.
Wang Dong limped back to the dormitory and was instantly attracted by the fragrance, constantly twitching his nose.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good!"
He opened the door to the dormitory and saw Huo Yuhao grilling fish. He was surprised and said, "How...how can you use the stove in the dormitory?"
“This isn’t a high-power appliance, so what’s wrong with using it? Besides, it’s not prohibited by school rules, right?” Huo Yuhao felt that it was almost done, so he put the grilled fish with the wooden skewer in his right hand in his mouth, took out another skewer of green carp from his belt and continued grilling it, while with his left hand he stretched the other grilled green carp behind him.
"Want some grilled fish?"
"Who... who wants to eat your..."
Wang Dong was about to refuse when his stomach made a small but clear growling sound.
He looked a little embarrassed and kept scratching his face with his right index finger.
Their battle was in the afternoon, and now it was almost completely dark, and Wang Dong felt a little hungry.
But he had his own pride in his heart and was unwilling to take the grilled fish, as he felt like he was accepting charity from Huo Yuhao.
but……
This smells really good...
Why does it smell so good?
The rich and stimulating aroma kept wafting over, making Wang Dong swallow his saliva continuously.
Humph, who wants to eat this bad guy’s food!
He turned his head away, trying to stay away from the temptation of grilled fish, but those two big pink and blue eyes couldn't help but steal a glance.
“Eat.” Huo Yuhao said calmly, “When people are hungry, they need to eat. When it comes to eating, there is no difference between Titled Douluo and ordinary people.”
"Then... then I won't be polite."
Wang Dong couldn't bear it any longer, he took the grilled fish from Huo Yuhao's hand and took a bite.
"good to eat!"
The crispy fish skin and the tender and juicy fish meat complement each other's flavor under the fragrant but not greasy oil, and the rich and complex stimulating spices constantly hit Wang Dong's taste buds.
Wang Dong finished a large grilled fish in a few bites without caring about his image. He was still not satisfied and wanted to order a few more, but he was too embarrassed to ask.
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly asked, "Um... could you please give me another one?"
Huo Yuhao met his request and handed him a skewer of grilled fish. Wang Dong was overjoyed and ate it with big mouthfuls.
At this time, Huo Yuhao spoke up: "Look, don't you know how to speak properly?"
Wang Dong felt his face burning, and he slowed down his eating of the grilled fish. He lowered his head and chewed it slowly with a flushed face.
After a long while, he shyly said, "I'm sorry, I went too far this afternoon. I shouldn't have been so overbearing. I will clean up the dormitory."
Wang Dong has realized that he was wrong, so he took the initiative to apologize.
Huo Yuhao said, “No need. The dormitory is a public space, and we should all maintain good hygiene.”
“Oh, okay…” Wang Dong felt embarrassed when he saw that Huo Yuhao did not blame him, and his arrogance faded a little.
While eating grilled fish, he asked, "Why are you so good at fighting? Did you use your spirit skills just now?"
Huo Yuhao said calmly: “I can deal with you with just some boxing skills without using any spirit skills.”
Wang Dong was shocked and asked, "What kind of boxing?"
"Huo family boxing."
"What kind of punch is this?"
"It was created by our Dragon Tiger Sect senior Huo Yuanjia. It is based on leg skills and can defeat the enemy with one move when the time is right."
Wang Dong looked confused.
What kind of sect is this Dragon Tiger Sect? Why has he never heard of it?
"But you didn't use any leg skills except for the kick on my knee just now."
"The Huo family boxing routines are flexible."
"..."
Of course, there is no Huo Yuanjia Huo Family Fist in Douluo Continent. Huo Yuhao made it up...
As they ate and talked, the two teenagers who had just had a fight became much closer.
Huo Yuhao felt helpless.
Kids of this age are really easy to get along with. Although they have some shortcomings such as pride, rebellion and recklessness, they don't really have any malice in their hearts. Even if they just had a fight, they can forget the grudge by having a barbecue together.
"Okay, from now on, we are roommates."
"Yes. But you are not allowed to say such rude words in the dormitory again..."
……
Outside the dormitory building, an old man with squinting eyes kept muttering.
"What smells so good?"
Chapter 27: The Possibility of Evolution of Ice Spirit
The first night at Shrek Academy was spent like this. After cleaning up the dormitory together, Wang Dong fell asleep rubbing his still numb left knee.
Huo Yuhao also closed his eyes, but he did not lose consciousness.
Ever since he awakened his martial spirit magic eye when he was a child, he felt that he did not need much sleep. He spent countless nights in deep thought, reading books and the starry sky.
And now, at night his consciousness would go to another place - his spiritual sea.
This is a beautiful ice field. The endless pure ice and snow seem to be able to wash away everything.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao was standing in the middle of the stage made of ice and snow.
He raised his hand slightly, and the surrounding ice and snow gathered in his hands, swaying with his gestures.
Huo Yuhao was full of doubts.
He has been studying this place these days. He says it is his spiritual sea, but the touch feels so real, as if it is - another real space.
Today, this feeling became stronger and stronger, because Tianmeng could actually come out of his spiritual sea, which means that Tianmeng still exists in a physical form.
But this is indeed not a real space, because Huo Yuhao can control everything in this world at will.
He waved his right hand and created an exquisite ice sculpture out of thin air in front of him. What he consumed was not soul power, but a tiny bit of mental power.
He was becoming more and more confused.
Kakaka——
Along with the strange sound of parts, Tianmeng's laughter rang out: "Yuhao, look, I can ride now~"
Tian Meng was seen riding a small bicycle made of ice, her two white little feet pedaling hard as she slowly moved towards Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao glanced at her with disdain.
You only know how to ride after adding two training wheels, so what's so happy about that...
This is what he created in God mode in this spiritual sea, but cannot take outside.
Neither he nor Tianmeng can do it.
Huo Yuhao lay on the snow, not feeling cold at all. He propped up his head and asked, "Okay, now that I have entered Shrek Academy, let's plan for the future. How do we become gods?"
Tian Meng said: "Of course you have to keep upgrading and becoming stronger, at least you have to become a Titled Douluo."
"You can see that my soul power increases very slowly. I only have one soul power in my innate state. It took me five years to reach level 11. It will take me a long time to reach the title of Douluo."
Tian Meng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Ten levels in five years means a hundred levels in fifty years. It's that simple."