Huo Yuhao walked to the center of the field, and there were two teachers who were responsible for acting as referees, which was to better protect the safety of the students.

The referee on the left said, "What are you majoring in?" ”

Huo Yuhao said respectfully: "Control system." ”

The referee said: "Choose the soul beast you want to assess, remember, the control system should reflect the word control as much as possible, and there is only one opportunity for assessment, so be cautious." The soul beast level is measured in hundred years, from one hundred years to the highest one thousand years. ”

Everyone was very concerned about Huo Yuhao, and they only hoped to learn more information from this assessment, after all, most of them were facing soul beasts for the first time.

Only Sun Wukong was different, after hearing what the referee said, he turned to Wang Yan and asked, "Teacher Wang, is it only a thousand years at the most?" The Colosseum obviously has 10,000 years, can I choose 10,000 years? ”

"How did you come up with the idea of going for 10,000 years? Although you seem to have said that you have the strength to fight against the 10,000-year-old soul beast, it is obviously irresponsible to let the second-year students fight against the 10,000-year soul. If you want to choose, the academy won't allow it. Wang Yan looked at Sun Wukong and said.

Sun Wukong was not interested in hearing this, and after a sigh, he continued to pay attention to Huo Yuhao's assessment. Since he can only choose a thousand-year-old soul beast, this assessment can't even make him raise his fighting spirit.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "I choose a hundred-year-old soul beast." ”

"A hundred years? Are you sure? "The assessment teacher thought that he had misheard, and the students who could represent the first student in the class were all the best, and they only chose a hundred years, which is too bad. Even a Control Soul Master shouldn't be like this!

Huo Yuhao said affirmatively: "That's right, I choose a hundred years." His voice was so loud that it could be heard by teachers and students in the distance.

Zhou Yi only felt that it was dark in front of him, I shouldn't have listened to him yesterday, let him play first, and now he must not be teased to death by Hibiscus. However, things work according to Murphy's Law, and the truth is always much worse than you predicted. Not only did Mu Hibiscus cast a sneering face, but even many of those students laughed out loud.

Well? It shouldn't be! Since this Huo Yuhao is back, it means that he has obtained the second martial soul, according to my perception, even if that little scorpion is sealed, it will inevitably cause him a lot of benefits, not to mention anything else, his current soul power is about twenty-six levels! Removing the old grandson, it can be regarded as the top ten. But he still chose for a hundred years, what is this kid doing?

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Sun Wukong's divine thoughts awakened.

"Xiao Yuhao is still too cautious, he doesn't believe in his brother at all, how can his brother harm him?"

As soon as I woke up, it was the whispers of the big insect of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, this big insect was really noisy, and Sun Wukong hid it and observed it secretly.

Next to Tianmeng, the Ice Emperor disagreed with Tianmeng's point of view and said: "Be cautious, what's the problem, if he is arrogant, we will already be exposed, and then our plan will be completely frustrated." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiaoice Bingbing is right, or I don't think carefully enough, my Xiaoice Bing is really beautiful and wise!" Tianmeng was busy offering flattery there, and that face was really like the head of Ouchi.

"Disgusting!" This sentence was said by Sun Wukong, although the Ice Emperor also hated Tianmeng's face, but if you asked her to refute what Tianmeng said, she couldn't do it, after all, this was a compliment to her!

"Don't be poor, the assessment is about to begin. Shut up and watch. The Ice Emperor said coquettishly, but that day the dream ice silkworm didn't seem to care much, and was still smiling there, looking like he was completely complimented by the Ice Emperor's coquettishness.

At Huo Yuhao's insistence, the referee nodded and said, "A hundred-year-old soul beast will be randomly selected to assess you." Ready to get started? ”

Huo Yuhao said without hesitation: "Ready." ”

"The assessment begins." The referee made a gesture to the distance, only to hear the sound of Zaza's machine, a huge iron gate in the distance slowly opened, and the sound of running wildly came from the corridor of the black hole. The students who were still laughing at Huo Yuhao before suddenly quieted down, and when they faced this situation for the first time, they couldn't help but feel an inexplicable pressure in their hearts.

A blue light suddenly flashed out of the deep cave, and the speed was extremely fast, almost in an instant, it ran out dozens of meters, and rushed straight at Huo Yuhao.

Oh! It's a puppy, I don't know how Huo Boy will deal with it? Sun Wukong sat in the sea of spirits, watching the assessment from Huo Yuhao's first perspective, this feels like a thief, but it's a pity that Engong doesn't know why he didn't wake up, maybe he is repairing his senses, right?

The body is about two meters long, about one meter high, with blue hair stirring in the wind, and a pair of brown and yellow eyes full of mania. It is the common speed-type soul beast Wind Spirit Wolf.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao suddenly changed, and under everyone's shocked gaze, from under his feet, two blood-red auras instantly rose, and there were even four faint golden lines flickering on each aura.

At the same time as they rose, Huo Yuhao's eyes also turned bright red. A terrifying aura from an ancient wilderness burst out, and everyone seemed to see a layer of pale red blood light suddenly spreading around his body.

At this moment, his small body was as terrifying as an ancient demon god.

"Whew-" the Wind Spirit Wolf screamed. The body in the wild rush suddenly stopped, and then it turned into a rolling gourd, instantly paralyzed to the ground, and feces and urine flowed together.

At the same time, countless screams sounded in the deep caves far away from the Colosseum, and Sun Wukong's face also changed greatly, and his divine thoughts continued to sleep and returned to his body.

Now the entire Colosseum is under a coercion, and everyone around Sun Wukong has released their martial souls, and Sun Wukong is no exception, but ordinary people rely on martial souls to resist coercion, but he is not.

Sun Wukong stubbornly suppressed the golden hoop stick in his hand, and the second time his good stick was not under his control, the golden hoop stick continued to tremble, as if there was no Sun Wukong to suppress it, and he had rushed out at this time.

The strength of the golden hoop stick is getting stronger and stronger, and Sun Wukong has no choice but to use his divine sense to start controlling the golden hoop stick, plus the strengthened imperial method, just suppressing the golden hoop stick has already made Sun Wukong sweat profusely and become the same as the people around him.

It's not just the soul beasts in captivity in the Colosseum that react. All the teachers and students present had a strong reaction. They only felt that there seemed to be an incomparable terrifying beast in front of them, and the extreme fear made them subconsciously release their martial spirits and go all out to make a defensive posture.

Some of the less timid female students even cried out with a "wow". Even the teachers were all pale. Horrified at the not-so-tall figure in the center of the field.

Du Weilun had already stood up from his seat, and on him, eight soul rings flashed brightly. Facing the breath of a 100,000-year-old soul beast, he was no exception, and released his martial soul as soon as possible.

The red color gradually converged, and the blood in Huo Yuhao's eyes faded first, and then the two red soul rings on his body disappeared with it. The coercive aura that was incomparably terrifying a moment ago was now gone, and everything returned to normal. The coercion brought by Huo Yuhao did not go far, but only spread in the Colosseum.

At this time, the golden hoop stick gradually quieted down, and Sun Wukong finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the golden hoop stick, and found that the drop of blood that was originally stable in the center of the stick now escaped and turned into a pattern wrapped around the black stick of the golden hoop stick.

That drop of blood was triggered by the breath and started a riot? Could it be that he sensed that hostility and was not convinced? It shouldn't be! Can this random drop of my blood be conscious?