Chapter 27: Enemy? Brother? (4)
Although He Yu Hao had already guessed a few points about his identity, when he said it himself, He Yu Hao still subconsciously straightened his body like the other students.
What is the identity of the Dean of Shrek Academy? As the dean of the first academy on the mainland, he has the qualifications to sit with any national emperor. Moreover, the Dean of Shrek Academy must also be a super strong man of the title Douluo level! Is the true top existence on the Douluo continent.
The principal appeared in person here, which was unexpected by any of the freshmen.
"I know you're all curious why I'm here. To be honest, usually at this stage of the freshman assessment, having a vice president show up would be enough to demonstrate the college's emphasis on you. But I have to say, your performance as freshmen has been very satisfactory. It's also one of the best cohorts in terms of talent in nearly a hundred years. I'm very interested in you all, so I came. And I will watch the entire competition today. Hope you can surprise me. Alright, let's start the draw."
The host of the lottery couldn't be the principal himself, so Du Weilun hastily took over the task of drawing the lots. However, Principal Yan insisted on personally holding the box with the lots for the new students, which instantly gave every single one of them a thrilling and exciting feeling.
"This is the legendary superpower! The principal of Slake Academy. He's actually holding the lottery box for us, let alone them, even if it were a group of eight-ring level Soul Masters here, they would also feel deeply honored. For a moment, the emotions of the freshmen all became somewhat uncontrollably excited. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were no exception."
"The first class of freshmen, Huo Yu Hao's team drew lots." This time, the first to draw lots was actually Huo Yu Hao's group.
Huo Yu Hao and Wang Dong exchanged a glance, "You go." Huo Yu Hao nudged his good friend.
Wang Dong shook his head and said, "No, you're the captain, go quickly." As he spoke, he pushed Huo Yuhao out, making him the first student to draw lots in front of the principal.
Huo Yu Hao walked forward with a somewhat nervous heart, and when he reached out to draw the lottery, his entire mood was somewhat uncontrollable, even his hands were trembling.
The chairman of the court smiled slightly and said: "Young man, don't be nervous. I wish you and your team all the best."
Huo Yuhao drew out a sign, took a step back, and bowed respectfully to Yan Shaozhe with a 90-degree bow before handing the sign over to Du Weilun. When he returned to Wang Dong's side, he found that his heart rate had increased by at least double.
"Newborn Class One, Huo Yu Hao Team, signed, number two."
Number two means they will play in the second match venue in the semifinals. There are only four numbers in that box, two number ones and two number twos.
"New Class 5, Dai Huabin team draws lots."
A tall and sturdy boy walked out with big strides. Although Huo Yuhao's memory was generally good, judging from the figure's back, he seemed to have not seen this boy during the draw for the previous round of matches. Apparently, due to Dean Xing's appearance today, Team New Five had changed their representative for the draw.
The young man walked onto the stage, bowed to Yan Shao Zhe and Du Wei Lun after drawing a lottery ticket. He also learned from Huo Yu Hao's example and bowed again before handing the lottery ticket to Du Wei Lun and turning around.
That was a handsome and cold face, with golden long hair parted in the middle of his head and scattered on both sides. Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that there are double pupils in his deep blue eyes. His figure is also slightly taller than his peers.
When Huo Yu Hao saw his appearance, he suddenly shook violently all over, his eyes filled with an incredulous color, and his body even trembled uncontrollably, grabbing Wang Dong's arm beside him.
Wang Dong was startled by his sudden movement, turned his head to look at him, but found that Huo Yu Hao's face was pale, and in his eyes, there was an irrepressible deep hatred. Huo Yu Hao's hand was very forceful, even grabbing him until it hurt a bit.
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"Mom, I'll go help you hang the clothes." A slender young boy of only seven or eight years old struggled to carry a large wooden tub and walked out of the yard, heading outside to hang the clothes.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the boy's back with a relieved gaze and murmured: "My Yu Hao has really grown up. He is getting more and more sensible."
Xiaoyu Bao hugged the wooden basin and finally walked out of the yard, just crossing the road in front of him, and there were only a dozen or so steps to get to the place where clothes were hung.
At this moment, suddenly, a great force struck his body from the side, knocking him and the wooden basin to the ground with a loud crash. The clothes that had just been washed clean were scattered all over the floor.
"Bastard, are you blind? Can't you see the young master has returned. Get out of the way." A loud and arrogant voice rang out. Xiaoyu Hao gritted his teeth against the pain in his body and looked over. He saw eight robust guards standing on either side of the corridor. The one who had knocked him down was one of them, a white-attired young man with embroidered python patterns on his clothes was walking quickly towards him.
His appearance was extremely handsome, with piercing eyes and an air of nobility that was overwhelming. His gaze was cold and stern, not even glancing at Ho Yu Hao who had fallen to the side of the road. Until, his foot stepped on a piece of clothing that had already been stained with mud.
"Huh?" The young man in Chinese clothing stopped in his tracks, his eyes coldly fixed on Huo Yu Hao, "Give me a punch." After saying this, he quickly walked away as if afraid of dirtying his own eyes.
Among the eight guards, two suddenly rushed towards Xiaoyu Hao, punching and kicking fiercely.
Xiao Yu Hao was only eight years old at that time, how could he have any strength to fight back? His mother rushed out of the yard when she heard the commotion outside and used her own body to protect her son, begging bitterly. In the end, however, both mother and son were beaten until they were on the verge of collapse before the two guards finally stopped.
Xiao Yu Hao was still young after all, with a stronger physical recovery ability, while his mother had been weakened by years of accumulated illness and had left behind deep-seated old wounds. Two years later, she finally fell ill and never recovered, leaving this world forever.
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Although more than three years have passed, although he has grown up a lot. However, Huo Yu Hao can never forget the pair of indifferent eyes and icy voice from back then.
It was him, he was one of the culprits who killed his mother. Huo Yu's eyes gradually turned red. He clearly saw those unique pupils, which were a symbol of the direct bloodline of the Duke's mansion. And he was the youngest son of the Duchess, also his own half-brother, but it was Dai Huabin who had killed his own mother.
Dai Huabin's face was still as cold and stern as ever, even after meeting with Dean Yan Shaozhe. He never lowered his proud head, compared to other students, he was much calmer. Only the tightly clenched fist revealed the turmoil in his heart.
He obviously no longer recognized Huo Yu Hao, yes! Even when he brought disaster to Huo Yu Hao and his mother back then, he had never looked at this half-brother of his straight in the eye.
"Dai Huabin team, number one spot." After Du Weilun finished announcing, Dai Huabin finally walked back to his own team. It wasn't until he was out of sight that Ho Yuhao's emotions stabilized slightly. At this point, he even needed Wang Dong's support to stand steadily.
Wang Dong was filled with shock, it was the first time he saw He Yu Hao in such a state of mind, and he had no idea what happened to him. But one thing was for sure, it must have something to do with Dai Hua Bin.
"Yu Hao, Yu Hao, calm down. What's wrong with you?" Wang Dong whispered comfortingly.
The lottery continued, and no one noticed the change in Huo Yu's expression until the lottery was over. Huo Yu then steadied himself again, but Wang Dong could still feel his body trembling. That was a tremble of emotions reaching their limit!
"Can you still compete?" Wang Dong asked worriedly. It's no longer the time to ask for reasons, the semifinals are about to start.
Heo Yu-hao took a deep breath, trying to calm the pain in his heart, and nodded slightly. "I can. What did Dai Hua-bin draw earlier?"
Wang Dong furrowed his brow, such a loud voice and he hadn't even heard it, his emotions were fluctuating too much.
"He drew the number one sign. If we and they both defeat our opponents, we will meet in the finals. Just now I seem to have heard someone say that he is currently the last three-ring soul master left in the new student assessment."
"Three Ring Soul Master?" A cold, fierce glint flashed in Huo Yu's eyes. "Yes! Three Ring Soul Master. With so many supporters and resources, how could he not be excellent? Let's go, we're going to the competition."
He seemed to have recovered, and the trembling of his body and the intense emotional fluctuations had completely disappeared at this moment. Wang Dong only felt that everything that had happened before was like his own illusion. But in fact, it couldn't be an illusion!
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