Chapter Twenty-Six: Little Black Was Frightened

"I'll wait for you to kneel and admit your mistake!" These words struck Dai Huabin's heart like a heavy hammer, and his once stern face turned ghostly pale.

Yes, just before entering the Grand Colosseum, Huo Yuhao had reminded him, emphasizing that it would be today. Yet Dai Huabin never could have imagined Huo Yuhao would use such a method for the advancement assessment, nor that he would display two hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

No matter how desperately he tried to deny it in his heart, the truth was laid bare before him. And with over a hundred students from two classes watching, and Teacher Wang Yan's previous confirmation, there was no room for him to refute or escape; he could only accept it.

For a moment, Dai Huabin felt a suffocating pressure in his chest, and a bitter taste rose in his throat. With a loud cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was fiercely competitive, and the more ambitious a person is, the harder it is for their heart to bear such a blow.

Zhu Lu exclaimed in alarm and quickly moved to support him, but Dai Huabin rudely pushed her away. His eyes reddened with bloodshot veins as he glared fiercely at Huo Yuhao, who was already walking away with Du Weiling. Suddenly, Dai Huabin dropped to his knees and shouted, "I was wrong!" As he spoke, he knocked his head hard against the ground. Then, he stood up and ran off without looking back.

Hearing his shout, Huo Yuhao paused for a moment. His gaze was somewhat vacant, but his nose tingled with bitterness.

Mother, did you hear that? Dai Huabin admitted his mistake. He is the son of that man and her. This is only the beginning. The suffering you endured for eleven years—I will reclaim it for you.

Huo Yuhao did not turn to look at Dai Huabin. After the brief pause, he strode forward again, following Du Weiling toward Gong Changlong.

Du Weiling returned to Gong Changlong. "Elder Gong, I've brought him. What do you think—"

Before he could finish, Gong Changlong snorted coldly and, in a flash, struck out with his palm at Huo Yuhao's head.

Just now, Mu Yang had killed a ten-thousand-year Softbone Rabbit and carried away a ten-thousand-year Night Cat Demon, leaving Elder Gong helpless and frustrated. But since Huo Yuhao had just startled so many soul beasts, and Mu Yang could not be punished, Huo Yuhao happened to be in the line of fire.

Huo Yuhao instinctively dodged, stepping back with the Ghost Shadow Steps. Yet, Gong Changlong's fan-like palm suddenly released a powerful suction force, pulling Huo Yuhao forward and disrupting his steps. Within that suction, a terrifying heat radiated, causing the air around Huo Yuhao to ripple in watery waves.

Du Weiling did not intervene; he knew Gong Changlong wanted to test Huo Yuhao and vent his suppressed frustration. After all, losing two ten-thousand-year soul beasts was painful, and he was just as curious. If not for the circumstances, he would have tested Huo Yuhao himself to ease his own anger.

At that moment, Mu Yang arrived as well. The ten-thousand-year Night Cat Demon, sensing Gong Changlong's aura, trembled in Mu Yang's arms. Mu Yang stroked the Night Cat Demon's head and called out, "You're frightening Xiao Hei with your fight. The test is enough now."

Upon hearing Mu Yang's words, Elder Gong withdrew his palm, gently pushing Huo Yuhao to the ground. Huo Yuhao felt a strong force knock him over, leaving him sore but unhurt.

Huo Yuhao climbed back to his feet, understanding that the elder was merely testing his abilities. He could not fathom why he had been pushed to the ground in a way that caused just enough pain.

"Big brother, are you alright? If Xiao Hei hadn't been scared, I wouldn't have stopped your fight," Mu Yang said to Huo Yuhao…