Bonus Chapter. Enjoy!
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Originally, some people indeed had issues with Huo Yuhao's ruthless strikes.
After all, they were classmates who saw each other often; beating someone into such a state seemed a bit excessive.
But now that they knew the identities of the two, those objections instantly dissipated from their hearts.
Anyone with eyes could see now that the relationship between these two brothers didn't seem very good.
The younger brother showed no mercy to the elder, kicking him repeatedly with lethal intent.
The elder brother also called the younger one "Bastard," with a malice in his tone that could be felt from far away.
Some of the younger students didn't think much of it, simply watching the spectacle with wide eyes.
But the teachers watching the battle had already automatically mentally constructed a drama of noble family feuds.
A struggle between the legitimate heir and the concubine's son.
These words were always most common and most tragic within those great noble clans. The blood, tears, and hatred hidden within those deep estates were never inferior to the slaughter on a battlefield.
On the arena stage, Dai Huabin lay there, his chest heaving violently. His eyes stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, his expression completely distorted on his blood-stained face.
"How... how is this possible?!"
His voice was hoarse and broken, as if forced out from deep within his throat.
"Weren't you a trash without a Spirit?"
"How can you be... this strong?!"
He looked at Huo Yuhao's face, which was calm without a single ripple, and panic and fear finally appeared in his eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, he was always the one standing on high looking down at others.
He was the legitimate son of the White Tiger Dukes Mansion, a favored child of heaven, an existence destined to become a powerhouse.
But now, this "bastard" whom he hadn't even kept in his heart was actually looking down at him from above.
Huo Yuhao stood up. He raised his foot and stepped onto Dai Huabin's chest. He controlled his strength, fearing he might accidentally kick Dai Huabin to death. His sole slowly applied pressure, pressing down bit by bit.
Dai Huabin's whole body trembled. Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, splattering onto the arena, a shocking sight.
Huo Yuhao lowered his head and looked at him.
"Keep your mouth clean."
"It's not childhood anymore."
Dai Huabin lay on the ground, looking up at the person who was gazing down at him with lowered eyes.
In Huo Yuhao's eyes, there was no anger, no excitement, only a calm indifference.
But it was precisely this indifference that made Dai Huabin's pupils tremble violently.
Because from that calmness, he heard an unconcealed murderous intent.
He recalled how he had bullied that mother and son when he was younger.
Those deliberate difficulties, those malicious words, that unbridled bullying and humiliation...scene after scene flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
He knew this was an enmity enough to decide life and death. Huo Yuhao really wanted to kill him.
Dai Huabin's heart beat violently, almost jumping out of his throat. He used all his strength, propping up his nearly collapsing mind, and spoke with difficulty: "You... you can't kill me!"
His voice was hoarse and trembling, full of terror. Right now, he was truly afraid!
"Hmph!"
Huo Yuhao merely gave a cold snort upon hearing this. He removed his foot and said coldly, "You indeed deserve to die, but I won't kill you. You should live in fear."
After speaking, he stepped forward and walked toward the edge of the arena.
Just as he stepped off the arena at the last moment, his final sentence reached Dai Huabin's ears.
"Tell that 'good mother' of yours that there are some debts I will collect personally."
As the words fell, Huo Yuhao's figure had already disappeared from the edge of the arena.
Dai Huabin lay on the arena, gasping for breath in large gulps.
The joy of surviving a disaster made his whole body go limp.
But before that joy could spread, it was replaced by endless terror.
He didn't believe Huo Yuhao would let him off easily, and that last sentence was the very source of his fear.
On the arena, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao glanced at each other.
Neither spoke, silently following Huo Yuhao off the arena.
They also hadn't expected that Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin were actually biological brothers. And that there was such a massive hatred between them. The two followed behind Huo Yuhao, returning all the way to their class's formation; another semi-final was about to be held.
After sitting down, Huo Yuhao clearly felt the gazes of those around him falling on him.
Those looks contained curiosity, scrutiny, fear, and a bit of inexplicable complexity. Almost no one cared about the upcoming matches anymore.
Huo Yuhao slightly closed his eyes, ignoring these gazes and discussions. He just sat there quietly, like a statue, turning a deaf ear to everything outside.
After a good while, Wang Dong's small voice came from beside him: "Are you... alright?"
Huo Yuhao opened his eyes upon hearing this and turned his head to look at Wang Dong beside him, whose exquisite face was filled with concern.
He smiled, a smile that carried a bit of warmth, a World apart from the coldness on the arena just now.
"I'm fine."
Seeing that Huo Yuhao's expression had returned to normal, Wang Dong also breathed a sigh of relief.
Those large pinkish-blue eyes blinked, and with a bit of cautious probing, he asked again, "The matter between you and that Dai Huabin... is it convenient to tell me about it?"
Huo Yuhao smiled: "There's nothing that can't be said."
Immediately, Huo Yuhao recounted his childhood experiences.
Starting from that remote courtyard, from that frail mother, and from those endless bouts of bullying and humiliation.
He spoke plainly, without deliberate emotional appeal or suppressed anger, simply narrating those past events calmly. Those hardships of youth, those dark days, those struggles with all his might.
Now, he had already changed the fate from his previous history. His childhood experiences were no longer his scars, but the medals of his successful rebellion.
Listening to the story of Huo Yuhao's youth, Wang Dong's expression shifted constantly. In those large pinkish-blue eyes, there was sometimes anger, sometimes heartache, sometimes anxiety, and sometimes teeth-gritting rage.
As the little princess of the Clear Sky Sect, she had been raised in the palm of everyone's hand since childhood, getting whatever she wanted; when had she ever suffered even a bit of grievance?
She truly couldn't imagine that such a life, such people, and such things existed in this world.
Finally, Wang Dong's eyes turned red. In those eyes, tears were clearly shimmering.
"Dai Huabin really deserves to die!"
His voice carried a bit of a sob and a bit of teeth-gritting resentment.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile seeing him like this.
"He indeed deserves to die, but he isn't my only enemy."
Wang Dong reached out to wipe his eyes, the movement somewhat childish.
He looked up, staring directly at Huo Yuhao: "If you're going to attack the White Tiger Dukes Mansion... count me in."
As he spoke, a faint blush rose on Wang Dong's cheeks: "Although I'm only a Spirit Grandmaster now, among my family elders, there are also Titled Douluo."
Huo Yuhao naturally had no doubt about Wang Dong's words.
He knew that Wang Dong came from the Clear Sky Sect.
But he just smiled and shook his head: "This is my matter; I will handle it myself."
Because of the previous battle between Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin, the watching crowd was now lacking interest.
The second semi-final ended very quickly.
The winning side was supposed to compete for the final championship against Huo Yuhao's team tomorrow, but the opponents actually surrendered directly today.
The crowd was slightly surprised for a moment, but then felt it was within reason.
After all, Huo Yuhao was like an insurmountable mountain; no matter how hard they tried, it was impossible to defeat him.
Rather than being publicly defeated tomorrow, it was better to surrender proactively; the result would be the same anyway.
Just like that, Wang Dong's goal was achieved. Their team finally won the championship of the Freshman Assessment.
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A/N:
5 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter
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