“Nice eye you’ve got there.” Lu Yuan strolled past Xiao Wu and gave her a thumbs-up.
Rolling her eyes at him, Xiao Wu snapped: “Hey—what kind of response is that?
I compliment you on being handsome, and you just say I’ve got good eyes?”
“You do have good eyes, though!” Lu Yuan stopped, turned to look at Xiao Wu beside him, and spread his hands.
“What—would you rather I said you had bad eyes?”
Lu Yuan knew what Xiao Wu wanted to hear, but so what?
He just wouldn’t say it.
“You—” Xiao Wu pointed at Lu Yuan, so angry she was left speechless.
As he passed by Wang Sheng, Lu Yuan said quietly: “You guys go ahead and eat—I’m just here to lie down for a bit.”
“Yes, Boss!”
Lu Yuan nodded and was about to move on when Wang Sheng hesitated and spoke up:
“Um, Boss…”
Lu Yuan replied softly: “What’s up?”
“That kid over there doesn’t acknowledge you as boss, but he doesn’t seem interested in challenging you either…”
Hearing that, Lu Yuan understood what Wang Sheng was getting at.
He glanced at Tang San sitting cross-legged on the bed and waved dismissively: “It’s fine.
If he prefers to keep to himself, let him.
You guys do whatever you want.”
“Agh!” Watching Lu Yuan ignore her and chat casually with Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu was fuming.
Stomping her foot, she tilted her head up with a haughty expression and pointed at Lu Yuan.
“Hey—you’re Lu Yuan, right?
I challenge you!”
“If I win, you’ll have to call me Xiao Wu from now on.”
Turning around, Lu Yuan looked at her with an amused smile.
“Sure.
But I’m warning you—don’t cry if you lose.”
“You’re the one who’ll cry!” Xiao Wu pouted, staring at Lu Yuan with dissatisfaction.
“Just wait—I’m going to knock you flat.”
Without arguing, Lu Yuan walked to the center of the aisle.
Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng, and the others followed.
By now, Tang San had completely lost interest in cultivating.
He opened his eyes and stared intently at Lu Yuan.
“So you’re Boss Lu, huh?
Remember my name—I’m Xiao Wu, and my martial soul is the Soft-Boned Rabbit.” Find the original chapter at g.com.
“Don’t come crying to me after I beat you.”
“Lu Yuan, martial soul Kula—watch out, little rabbit.”
As both sides activated their martial souls, under everyone’s astonished gaze, a yellow spirit ring gradually materialized around Xiao Wu.
“She’s a spirit master!”
“Holy crap—her first spirit ring is a hundred-year one!
What kind of talent is this?
Why would someone like her come to our Notting Spirit Master Academy?”
Hearing Wang Sheng and the others praising her, a smug smile crept onto Xiao Wu’s face—she loved being in the spotlight, basking in others’ admiration.
“First Spirit Ability—Waist Bow!”
The moment her words fell, Xiao Wu vanished from her spot.
Wang Sheng and the others, including Tang San, all looked stunned.
Tang San had no choice but to activate his Purple Demon Eye and scan the room.
The next instant, his gaze locked onto a spot behind Lu Yuan—Xiao Wu’s figure suddenly appeared, and she lashed out with her right foot.
Just as Tang San thought Lu Yuan was about to be sent flying, Lu Yuan quickly raised his right hand and deflected the blow to the side.
Bang!
At the moment of impact, Xiao Wu felt as though she had kicked not an arm but a thousand-year-old cold iron.
A dull thud rang out, and a pained expression flashed across Xiao Wu’s face.
Before Xiao Wu could retreat, Lu Yuan grabbed her calf, gave it a slight twist, and flung her forward.
Tumbling through the air several times, Xiao Wu was about to crash into a stone pillar when the others all shut their eyes in fear.
At that critical moment, Xiao Wu, relying on her flexible body, quickly adjusted her posture and avoided a serious injury.
Huff—huff—
She gasped for breath, her heart pounding furiously.
Though she’d escaped, she was still shaken.
But when she steadied herself and looked across again, something bizarre happened.
Lu Yuan’s figure had vanished just like hers had moments ago.
In the next second, Lu Yuan appeared directly behind her.
“Hello there, little sister—now it’s my turn.”
Just as Xiao Wu was stunned, a mocking voice suddenly sounded in her ear.
“Ah—ghost!”
Without time to react, Xiao Wu instinctively spun around and kicked backward.
But to her surprise, her foot passed straight through Lu Yuan’s body.
Seeing Lu Yuan vanish again, a bad feeling washed over Xiao Wu.
“Alright—I’ve had enough fun.
Time to end this game.” This story is hosted at g.com.
At that moment, danger crept up on Xiao Wu—every hair on her body stood on end, and her ears involuntarily perked up.
As Lu Yuan’s voice fell, Xiao Wu felt a warm hand grab hold of her head.
Then, a tremendous force pressed down, and Lu Yuan’s palm pushed her head forward toward the ground.
Just as her cute, fair face was about to hit the floor, the hand gripping her head suddenly pulled back.
Staring at the gray-black ground inches from her face, Xiao Wu’s pupils contracted sharply, and her face turned pale with fright.
Sweat poured from her forehead like water.
Seeing Xiao Wu’s stunned expression, Lu Yuan lifted her back up.
“So—had enough?
Want to go another round?”
“No…
no more—I’m done!”
Xiao Wu quickly waved her hands in refusal, terrified of getting dragged into another fight.
Seeing Xiao Wu concede, Lu Yuan said: “If you ever want to be the big sister again, you can challenge me anytime.”
Hearing that, Xiao Wu shook her head like a rattle-drum.
“Whoa—Boss is amazing!”
“Holy crap—Boss is seriously strong!
Even a one-ring spirit master can’t beat him!”
After watching this one-sided thrashing, his little fans cheered and celebrated in the dorm.
Amid the flattery, Lu Yuan walked over to Wang Sheng and glanced at the now-empty plate of jerky.
“How was the jerky?
Tasty enough?”
Snapping back to reality, Wang Sheng said excitedly: “Boss, let me tell you—the flavor is incredible!
It’s spicy, fragrant, and so addictive you just can’t stop eating.”
“Good—glad you liked it.” Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.
He had full confidence in his secret marinade.
Xiao Wu, the blunt one, also chimed in about the food, completely forgetting the near-accident moments ago.
“Hey, um…
Boss Lu—what kind of meat is this jerky made from?
It tastes different from other meat.”
“This meat?” Lu Yuan turned his head, glanced at Xiao Wu, and said with a smile: “It’s wild rabbit meat from the mountains.
Pretty chewy, isn’t it?”
“Rabbit meat?”
Xiao Wu asked again, uncertainly.
“Yeah—rabbit meat!”