Although Huo Yuhao had guessed a little about his identity, when he said it himself, Huo Yuhao still unconsciously straightened his body like other students.

What is the dean of Shrek Academy? As the dean of the No. 1 college in the mainland today, he has the qualification to be on par with the emperors of any country. Moreover, the dean of Shrek Academy must be a super strong man of the title Douluo level! He is a truly top presence on Douluo Continent.

The dean himself appeared here, which was something that no freshman had expected.

"I know you are curious about why I am here. Yes, generally speaking, even if the freshman assessment is at the final stage, a vice dean is enough to show the college's attention to you. But I have to say that the performance of your freshman in this class has made me very satisfied. It is also the best talented freshman in the past century. I am very interested in you, so I am here. And I will watch all your competition today. I hope you can let me see surprises. Okay, let's start the lottery."

Of course, the dean could not come in person to host the lottery draw. Du Weilun hurriedly took over the lottery task, but Dean Yan expressed that he would personally hold the lottery draw box for the freshmen. This made every freshmen feel a sense of passion.

This is a legendary super powerful person! The dean of Shrek Academy. He actually held the lottery box for us. Not to mention them, even a group of eight-ring level contras here would feel deeply honored. For a moment, the freshmen's emotions became a little uncontrollably high. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were no exception.

"Freshmen Class 1, Huo Yuhao's team came forward to draw lots." This time, the first group to draw lots was Huo Yuhao's team.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong looked at each other, "You go." Huo Yuhao touched his friends.

Wang Dong shook his head and said, "No, you are the leader, go quickly." As he said, he pushed Huo Yuhao out, making him the first student to draw lots in front of the dean.

Huo Yuhao walked forward with a little nervous mood. When he reached out to draw lots, his whole emotions were a little uncontrollable, and even his hands were trembling.

Dean Yan smiled slightly and said, "Young man, don't be nervous. I wish you and your team good results."

After Huo Yuhao took out a draw, he took a step back and respectfully bowed to Yan Shaozhe at 90 degrees before handing over the sign to Du Weilun and walked back. When he returned to Wang Dong, he found that his heartbeat speed had at least doubled.

"Freshmen Class 1, Huo Yuhao's team, signing, No. 2."

Number two means that in the semifinals, they are going to play in the second game field. There are only four numbers in that box, two number one and two number two.

"Dai Huabin's team draws lots in Class 5 of freshmen."

A tall boy strode out. Huo Yuhao has always had a good memory, but looking at his back, he found that he had never seen this boy in the draw of the last round of the game. Obviously, today, due to the appearance of Dean Yan Shaozhe, the team of the freshman Class 5 changed the draw of the lottery.

The young man walked onto the stage and saluted Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun, he also drew a draw. He also bowed again as Huo Yuhao, handed the sign to Du Weilun, and turned around at the same time.

It was a handsome and cold face, with long golden hair splitting from the top of his head and spreading on both sides. If you look closely, you will find that there were double pupils in his dark blue eyes. His figure was taller than his peers.

When Huo Yuhao saw his appearance, his whole body suddenly shook violently, his eyes were filled with incredible expressions, and his body even trembled uncontrollably, and he grabbed Wang Dong's arm beside him.

Wang Dong was startled by his sudden movements and turned his head to look at him, but found that Huo Yuhao's face was pale, and there was a deep hatred that could not be concealed in his eyes. Huo Yuhao's hand was very hard, and he had even scratched him a little hurt.

...

"Mom, I'll help you dry clothes." A pretty boy who was only seven or eight years old, struggled to pick up a large wooden basin, walked out of the yard with a staggering pace, and went out of the yard to dry clothes.

In the yard, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the boy's back with relief and murmured: "My Yuhao is really growing up. She is becoming more and more sensible."

Xiao Yuhao finally walked out of the yard with a wooden basin in his arms. As long as he crossed the road ahead, he could reach the place where he could dry his clothes in more than a dozen steps.

At this moment, suddenly, a powerful force hit his body from the side, knocking him and the wooden basin to the ground. The clothes that had just been washed suddenly fell to the ground.

"Bastard, don't you have eyes? You haven't seen the young master come back. Get out of here." A arrogant voice sounded. Xiao Yuhao endured the pain in his body and looked at it. Eight strong guards stood on both sides of the aisle. One of the guards who knocked him down was one of them, and a young man in a gorgeous uniform wearing white embroidered python pattern was walking quickly.

He had a very handsome appearance, his eyes were full of eyes, his temperament, and his nobleness were imposing. His eyes were cold, and he didn't even look at Huo Yuhao who was lying on the roadside. Until he stepped on a piece of clothing that had been stained with mud.

"Huh?" The young man in Chinese clothes stopped and looked at Huo Yuhao with cold eyes, "Call me." After saying this, he walked away quickly as if he was afraid of dirtying his eyes.

Among the eight guards, two people immediately rushed towards Xiao Yuhao, punching and kicking fiercely.

Xiao Yuhao was only eight years old at that time, how could he have the power to fight back? Hearing the movement outside, his mother ran out of the yard, protected her son with her body, and begged hard. But in the end, both mother and son were beaten to death, and the two guards stopped.

After all, Xiao Yuhao is young and has stronger physical recovery ability, but his mother has become sick due to years of overwork and her body is weak, leaving behind heavy old injuries. Two years later, she finally couldn't afford to get sick and left the world forever.

...

Although more than three years have passed and even though he has grown up a lot, Huo Yuhao will never forget the cold eyes and cold voices at the time.

It was him, he was one of the culprits of killing his mother. Huo Yuhao's eyes gradually turned red. He clearly saw the unique pair of pupils, which were the symbol of the direct blood relatives of the Duke's Mansion. He was the Duchess' youngest son, and his half-brother, but he killed his mother Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin's face was still so cold. Even after meeting Dean Yan Shaozhe, he never lowered his proud head. Compared with other students, he was much calmer. Only the same clenched fist showed his inner uneasiness.

He obviously no longer knew Huo Yuhao, yes! Even when he brought Huo Yuhao and his mother a disaster, he had never seen this half-brother in person.

"Dai Huabin's team, signing number one." After Du Weilun announced that it was finished, Dai Huabin walked back into his team. Until he could not see his face, Huo Yuhao's emotions became slightly more stable. Now he even needs Wang Dong's support to stand firm.

Wang Dong was filled with shock. It was the first time Huo Yuhao had such an emotion. He had no idea what happened to Huo Yuhao. But what is certain is that it must be related to Dai Huabin.

"Yu Hao, Yu Hao, calm down. What's wrong with you?" Wang Dong whispered to comfort him.

The lottery continued, and no one noticed the change in Huo Yuhao's expression. It was not until the end of the lottery that Huo Yuhao stood firm again, but Wang Dong could still feel his body trembling. It was the trembling of his emotions that reached its limit!

"Can you still compete?" Wang Dong said worriedly. Now is no longer the time to ask the reason, and the semi-finals are about to begin.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, tried to calm down his inner pain, and nodded gently, "I can. What draw did Dai Huabin draw just now?"

Wang Dong frowned, and he didn't even hear such a loud voice. His emotional fluctuations were too great.

"He draws the No. 1 draw. If we and they both defeat our opponents, we will meet in the finals. I just seemed to hear someone saying that he is the last three-ring soul master who has the only remaining freshman assessment."

"Three Ring Soul Lord?" A cold light flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes, "Yes! Three Ring Soul Lord. He has so much support and resources, why is he not outstanding? Let's go and compete."

He seemed to have recovered, and his body trembling and violent emotional fluctuations completely disappeared at this moment. Wang Dong only felt that everything that happened before seemed to be his own hallucinations. But in fact, it could never be an hallucination!

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