Old Xuan shook his head and said, "You should know what the most important thing about the original martial soul is. It is potential, and it is the combat mutation of the martial soul. Today's game is very clear. Under that pressure, his martial soul has no mutation. In other words, he does not have the essence of the original martial soul. He is older and has insufficient soul power. The first soul ring is only ten years old. Even if he has good potential, it is not what I want. Do you understand?"

Wang Yan said unwillingly: "But, Mr. Xuan, I just learned yesterday that Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong have completed the martial soul fusion and can use the martial soul fusion skills. Although I don't know what their martial soul fusion skills are, isn't this enough to prove his talent?"

Old Xuan said disapprovingly: "The martial soul fusion technique does not represent everything. Okay, I have decided. The other two little guys can be used as alternatives. As for that Huo Yuhao, forget it."

As he said that, he stood up, grabbed his chicken wings with one hand and walked away shakingly with the huge wine gourd in the other hand. Looking at his staggering look, it seemed that he could fall at any time.

Looking at Old Xuan's back, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh. Of course he knew about Huo Yuhao's problem, but he still felt that this young man had an unusual temperament. Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were too many better than him on the surface, but he was able to lead them to compete and become the real core of the team. Why is this?

"Are my judgment really wrong? No, I won't give up. No matter what, I will do my best to train Huo Yuhao. When he gets something, it's not too late to find Mr. Xuan again."

The knockout round of freshmen assessment has come to an end, and the top eight teams have been released after the morning competition. Undoubtedly, they are all the best teams. But what is unexpected is that the two teams led by the students of each free soul are eliminated. More importantly, they are actually eliminated by the same team.

There are only the last eight teams left in the knockout round. When Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong arrived at the competition venue in the afternoon, they immediately attracted strong attention from the other seven teams. Obviously, no one wants to meet this team that has already defeated two popular teams in the eight-to-four game, even if they only have two people left.

Haodong's power is indeed magical. With the assistance of Huo Yuhao, after more than two hours of cultivation, Wang Dong's soul power has been completely restored. Moreover, because of his full efforts in the morning and his recent diligent practice, his soul power has broken through to level 25 in one fell swoop.

While waiting for the lottery, Huo Yuhao asked Wang Dong in a low voice: "By the way, what skills did you use in the last moment of the morning?"

Wang Dong said: "The winged guillotine and the light of the Butterfly God are used to blend together. It is my strongest attack method. If I guess correctly that Xie Huanyue's martial soul should be a very rare beast martial soul called Pipi Xiang. This kind of martial soul is born with extremely powerful defense. His first soul skill should be the elephant body. Later, the soul skill with longer arm should be the elephant trunk. The last soul skill with strong group control should be the elephant trunk. If you want to break his defense like a ball, ordinary attacks will definitely not work. There are only two ways, one is the ultimate attribute attack, such as high-temperature flame, ultra-low-temperature freezing, and the other is the ultimate sharpness. I used the light of the Butterfly God to activate the winged guillotine to use sharpness to break his defense. This guy was fixed by Xiao Xiao at that time, giving me enough time to accumulate strength. I am confident that the blow could break his martial soul."

Listening to Wang Dong's explanation, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but secretly admired in his heart that although he had been studying hard for three months in all aspects of the soul master's knowledge, there was still a big gap compared to him! This also strengthened Huo Yuhao's belief in hard work.

"Huo Yuhao's team, come forward to draw lots." Director Du Weilun's voice woke Huo Yuhao from his thoughts, hurried forward, and took out a lottery number from the lottery barrel in Du Weilun's hand.

Du Weilun looked at Huo Yuhao carefully and thought to himself that this student is indeed outstanding, and his spiritual martial souls are extremely rare. Unfortunately, he is less than level 20 now, and the future of obtaining a powerful soul ring may be too low. Otherwise, he should also be qualified as a core disciple! Let's take a look. If he can always pass the academy's assessment, when he reaches the fourth and fifth grades, he should be able to see whether he is qualified to become a core disciple of the martial soul.

"No. 3." Du Weilun took the draw from Huo Yuhao and announced loudly.

Among the teams that had completed the lottery, one of them suddenly changed slightly, and Huo Yuhao's target was them.

Huo Yuhao returned to Wang Dong, "If we have one-seventh chance, we will draw the last team with Soul Lord, I think we can consider worshiping God."

Wang Dong looked helpless and said, "Which god is worshipped?"

Huo Yuhao laughed and said, "Of course it's the sea god. Is that ancestor not the real symbol of our Shrek Academy?"

Wang Dong put his right hand on his shoulder, "Hey, nothing ridiculous. When three out of thirty-two, the chance of winning is less than one-tenth, we won. When two out of 16, the chance of winning is less than one-eighth, we won. Now one in seven, the chance is greater than before. What do you think will happen to us if we draw?"

After hearing his analysis, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt bitter, "It's not so unlucky..."

Facts have proved that although luck exists, it will never blindly be lucky or have luck. No Soul Lord appeared among the opponents they won this time.

The two sides confront each other in the assessment area and have their names. This time their opponents came from the 9th Class of the freshmen. All three were great soul masters above level 20. Relatively speaking, they were also a very strong team. But there was still a gap compared to the teams that Huo Yuhao and the others defeated in the previous two games.

"Two agile attacks, one strong attack. This is the process again, it's really boring. What's going on?" Wang Dong whispered in Huo Yuhao's ear.

A light flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, "Come on."

"good."

The two of them have become more and more tacit understanding. After a simple exchange, the game has begun.

Both sides released their martial souls at the same time. Wang Dong, as a powerful attack soul master, did not rush out directly this time, but flapped his blue wings and slept up, and the purple second soul ring shone directly.

Huo Yuhao grabbed Wang Dong's ankle from below, and the light golden light in his eyes was completely covered by the light emitted by Wang Dong at this time.

I saw that all the golden light patterns on the wings of the goddess of light butterfly lit up. Under the injection of Haodong's power, the gold color on the light patterns was added with orange red.

This time, when I observed the closest distance, no one was disturbed. Huo Yuhao clearly felt that Wang Dong's second soul skill, the light of the Butterfly God, was not a light column, but a light ball. Each small piece of golden light pattern would have a light ball shot out, and the total number was about dozens. The next moment, the orange-red light shone brightly in the whole audience.

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