Hu Liena's anger churned like raging tides. Her pretty face flushed crimson as her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, pointing straight at Tuoba Yan.
"You..."
The moment she opened her mouth, the rest of her words caught in her throat.
Her heart was filled with indignation and embarrassment, countless words tumbling at her lips. Yet Tuoba Yan's merciless retort left her incoherent. She could only glare at him, filled with grievance and unwillingness.
Last night, in a fit of rage, she had indeed used the despicable Low Blow Kick on Tuoba Yan. Now that he had returned the favor with Thousand Year Kill, however ashamed and furious she was, she could find no words to refute him.
The burning pain shot through her body like a violent electric current. That sour, spicy, exhilarating sensation completely ignited the fury in her heart, making the hatred in her eyes grow even stronger.
To eliminate any future trouble, Tuoba Yan apologized in a provocative tone. "I'm terribly sorry. Did I hurt you? That's right, I did it on purpose."
Those brief words were like an incomparably sharp blade. Not only were they deeply insulting, but they also carried tremendous destructive power, leaving Hu Liena dumbfounded.
With a teasing look in his eyes, Tuoba Yan asked casually, "Still want to continue?"
After this, he was certain that unless Hu Liena was shameless beyond all limits, she would never keep pestering him.
After all, Hu Liena had been the one stubbornly insisting on sparring with Tuoba Yan from the beginning. He had only been forced to resort to this measure, returning the favor in kind, all so he could settle things once and for all and have no further entanglements with her.
Hu Liena's expression alternated between green and pale white under the force of her rage.
Her hands clenched into fists, veins bulging across the backs of them as her entire body trembled uncontrollably with anger.
Tuoba Yan took it all in and secretly felt pleased. This was precisely the effect he had wanted.
He wanted Hu Liena to completely detest him and avoid him at all costs. Then there would be no more interactions between them in the future. Without any interaction, they could make a clean break with justice on their side.
However, just as he turned and headed toward the gate, believing this farce could finally come to an end, a sudden change occurred.
A piercing whistling sound came from behind him.
Three Pink Fox Flames carrying scorching heat shot toward his back like savage beasts.
"Saint? Possess!"
Tuoba Yan reacted quickly and shouted in haste.
But the fox flames came too swiftly. Caught off guard, he had no time to evade effectively.
The next instant, the clothes on his back were burned apart. The intense pain of the flames was like red-hot branding irons being pressed viciously against his skin, tormenting every nerve in his body.
"Ah!"
Tuoba Yan could not help crying out in pain, his voice filled with agony and resentment.
But it was not over yet.
Another sound of wind tearing through the air rang out. Hu Liena had completely gone berserk. Following close behind the fox flames, she struck toward Tuoba Yan's back with a palm like a gale.
The palm strike carried tremendous force. Ambushed without any chance to fight back, Tuoba Yan flew down the steps like a kite with its string cut, rolling seven or eight steps before finally stopping.
Tuoba Yan quickly struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth as his eyes burned with fury.
His sole soul ring instantly rose and shone with dazzling yellow light.
"First Soul Skill? Horse Talisman? Holy Healing Nine Turns!"
In an instant, holy white light enveloped him like bright moonlight and a soft veil.
Under the effects of that miraculous radiance, the burns on his body vanished at a visible rate. Within a few breaths, his condition had returned to perfection once more.
"Are you ever going to stop?!"
Tuoba Yan was enraged, his chest heaving violently as flames of anger blazed in his eyes.
Step by step, he climbed the stairs with heavy, powerful strides, every step seeming to carry boundless fury.
At the same time, Hu Liena's second soul ring shone with brilliant light. Like an agile cheetah, she leaped down the steps and attacked Tuoba Yan with a palm strike, crying out sharply at the same time.
"Second Soul Skill? Fox Charm!"
Pink light glowed in Hu Liena's eyes as she unleashed both her charm and soul skill at once.
Ever since Tuoba Yan had seen her body last night, Hu Liena had been deeply troubled. She had tossed and turned through the night, unable to sleep.
She was filled with worry and did not dare fall asleep, afraid that Tuoba Yan might sneak into her room while she slept and peep at her in some despicable manner.
During that long sleepless night, she carefully analyzed her sparring experience with Tuoba Yan and keenly realized that he had not been completely unaffected by her charm.
From this, Hu Liena guessed that Tuoba Yan's spiritual power was stronger than hers. It was merely that her charm affected him for a relatively short time.
Thus, she secretly calculated that if she launched a fierce attack on Tuoba Yan while using her charm, she would be confident of defeating him.
Unable to accept defeat, she had impatiently stopped Tuoba Yan early in the morning, pestering and harassing him, refusing to let him leave no matter what. All she wanted was another spar with him, so she could wash away her shame.
Seeing Hu Liena's palm draw closer and closer to Tuoba Yan, victory seemed to be right before her eyes.
But at that critical moment, Tuoba Yan's pupils suddenly turned golden. Within those deep eyes, divine patterns seemed to weave together.
Hu Liena was staring directly at Tuoba Yan. Seeing this sudden change, her heart jolted, and she became flustered for a moment.
However, before she could think any further, the same scene played out again.
Tuoba Yan reacted swiftly. At the critical moment, he crouched down decisively once more, skillfully dodging Hu Liena's attack.
At the same time, using his toes as a pivot, his body slid rapidly behind Hu Liena like an agile phantom.
As Tuoba Yan fell toward the ground, his hand, formed into a hand seal, shot out like a bullet leaving the chamber.
"Thousand Year Kill!"
That familiar sour, spicy, exhilarating sensation surged into Hu Liena's mind once again like a raging tide.
"Ah!"
Struck by the attack, Hu Liena could not help letting out a cry that was both painful and strangely intoxicating.
This time, she quickly turned around. Her eyes filled with shock and confusion as she stared fixedly at Tuoba Yan, scrutinizing him closely and confirming that his eyes had indeed turned golden.
His pupils turned golden... This shouldn't be his First Soul Skill... Isn't he from the Tuoba Clan? What exactly is his background? What are these golden eyes... Could it be a Self-Created Soul Skill?
Since Hu Liena knew very little about the Golden Eyes martial soul, she mistakenly judged it to be some mysterious Self-Created Soul Skill.
Although her heart was filled with doubt and shock, the intense humiliation prevented Hu Liena from giving up so easily.
Hu Liena gritted her teeth, a ruthless glint flashing through her eyes as she continued launching frenzied attacks at Tuoba Yan.
Although Hu Liena's soul master level had not exceeded thirty, her movements were as fast as lightning in the eyes of the students who had heard the commotion and gathered to watch, leaving them astonished.
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