"You're not mentally unstable, are you?" Wang Dong looked helplessly at Su Yu, who was laughing maniacally.
Su Yu frowned and asked, "Do I look like a mentally unstable patient?"
"Don't you? Otherwise, why are you laughing so maniacally?" Wang Dong suspected that Su Yu might actually be mentally unstable, especially since Su Yu seemed normal before Zhou Yi called him away.
"Am I?"
"No?"
"I don't think so."
...
Waking up in the morning, looking at Huo Yuhao's slightly red eyes, Su Yu don't say much, just patted his shoulder.
Clearly, Huo Yuhao still cannot let go of Dai Huabin's matter; it would be truly speechless if he could.
But in the world of novels, anything is possible, and Huo Yuhao had actually let go.
The hatred for one's parents is irreconcilable!
So, letting go of this irreconcilable hatred is unfilial to one's parents?
Putting everything else aside, if Su Yu were Huo Yuhao, even if he were a descendant of the White Tiger Duke, he would still sever all ties with the White Tiger Duke's lineage. That was Su Yu's choice. To say he'd let go was completely impossible, unless someone insisted on writing it that way…
The current Huo Yuhao is still a positive young man with sound values. For the current Huo Yuhao, he's hiding, hiding this hatred, but later, it just disappeared…
Holy crap, is that even possible?
But, in fact, it really is…
Wang Dong drew the semi-final lots, and this almost made Su Yu faint with anger.
This is simply a scene of eternal beauty!
Because this lot directly drew Dai Huabin!
"Wang Dong, you better give me a reason not to hit you, or I'll beat you to death after this competition, or I'm not a Su!"
Su Yu genuinely regretted letting Wang Dong draw lots. According to the original story, it should have been at least the final match, but Wang Dong's luck was inversely proportional to his good looks…
"I…"
"Don't say anything more, just wait until we get back and see if I stab you or not…"
The referee gestured to both sides. This match seemed to be a turning point, not the final, but it determined the final rankings.
The dark horse Su Yu's team, and the most promising team to win, Dai Huabin's team—all of this was more exciting than the final.
If Su Yu's team won, it would be a huge upset; if Dai Huabin's team won, you could only say that the dark horse ultimately couldn't defeat the champion.
After all, even the dean came out for this match. The quality of this year's freshmen was exceptionally good; if he didn't come out to see, the best disciples wouldn't be quietly stolen away.
Especially Qian Duoduo from the Soul Guidance Department, described in the original story as a shrewd fat man.
As for Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department, let's not talk about anything else for now, he just has a powerful backer.
"You know the competition rules, now both sides announce your names!"
"Su Yu."
"Wang Dong."
"Huo Yuhao."
Dai Huabin's side still maintain the air of their ancestors, one man and two women, just like Dai Huabin's old man.
"Dai Huabin."
"Zhu Lu."
"Cui Yajie."
The referee stretched out his arms to the sides and then announced, "The match begins!"
As soon as the match began, Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin's auras surged, both of them displaying killing intent towards each other.
Little did they know, Huo Yuhao, one of Su Yu's group, had already been unknowingly tested, not to mention that Yan Shaozhe had made a deal with Qian Duoduo...
Because the arena was larger this time, Huo Yuhao's wallhack, aimbot, and headshot lock couldn't completely cover the area, but at the moment the referee announced the start, both sides launched attacks on each other simultaneously.
Wang Dong is the strongest, and Su Yu arranged for him to hold off Dai Huabin, while Cui Yajie was left to Huo Yuhao.
Su Yu's strategy was actually very simple: the core of Dai Huabin's team was the Netherworld White Tiger. As long as Zhu Lu of the Netherworld White Tiger was taken out of the arena early, Su Yu really don't believe that Dai Huabin could still defeat three opponents at once.
They were all well aware of the importance of this match. In a pure contest of strength, Su Yu and his team don't have a high chance of winning. However, odds are always subject to change. For example, Huang Chutian's team won easily that match.
Su Yu don't believe Wang Dong cannot defeat Dai Huabin in a life-or-death struggle, but he know Wang Dong won't reveal his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul unless absolutely necessary.
However, the key to victory in this match lay with Zhu Lu. If Su Yu could knock her off the stage, the three of them could definitely defeat Dai Huabin together.
Wang Dong immediately unleashed his Light Goddess Butterfly martial soul, flying into the air and heading straight for Dai Huabin's location. Behind him, the Light Goddess Butterfly's wings shone with golden light.
On the other side, Dai Huabin and his two companions continued their previous charge, with Dai Huabin leading the way, shouting as he ran, "White Tiger, possess me!"
A strong, pale white light suddenly erupted from his body. Dai Huabin stretched his arms out to the sides, his chest puffed out, his bones cracking and his muscles bulging.
Looking at Dai Huabin's appearance, Su Yu really don't want to complain about the original author's obsession with clothes tearing off.
Fortunately, the clothes weren't torn this time, but they were completely stretched out, and every muscle was extremely prominent.
Looking at that muscular physique, Su Yu couldn't help but complain, "Damn, is this how you built all those muscles?"
What Su Yu wanted to complain about the most was yet to come. Dai Huabin's symbolically golden hair instantly turned black and white, with white dominating.
Three horizontal lines and one vertical line appeared on his forehead, forming the Chinese character for "king."
Holy crap, forehead wrinkles?
Dai Huabin's hands transformed into tiger claws, and whether they were truly eight inches long was unclear, but Su Yu could clearly feel the oppressive aura. It was like the oppressive feeling of Dian Wei, equipped with six divine items and twenty stacks of his passive, charging towards a squishy character with his first skill activated.
Looking at the three spirit rings rising in succession, Su Yu don't care much anymore. "You think you're so great? You only have two yellow and one purple rings. Try having one yellow and two purple rings and see what happens."
Looking at Dai Huabin with his White Tiger spirit, Huo Yuhao's emotions were clearly off. It was true, both being sons of the White Tiger Duke, while he only possessed a level one innate Spirit Eye spirit.
This disparity was truly hard to bear.
If Huo Yuhao had possessed the Evil Eyed White Tiger back then, there probably wouldn't be a sequel to *Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect*.