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The first Soul Ring also flared brightly at that moment: Dragon's Fire.

The thick red light around her instantly turned dark red, and her entire body seemed to truly transform into a red dragon as she lunged at Han Yu.

Soon, the distance between them was no more than six meters. Wu Feng stomped her left foot hard on the ground, leaving behind a scorched patch.

Then her body sprang up, shooting toward Han Yu like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Han Yu moved at that moment. As Wu Feng acted, his legs bent slightly, then suddenly straightened, and his body swiftly dodged to the right.

At the same time, he kicked out, aiming straight for Wu Feng's lower abdomen.

When Wu Feng lunged, she came from above, like a starving tiger pouncing on prey, her palms chopping toward Han Yu's shoulders.

Although he had not used the Sharingan, Han Yu's eyesight far surpassed that of others, and in an instant he caught the movement that, in his eyes, was as slow as a snail.

Then, with only a slight adjustment of position, he evaded the attack and kicked toward Wu Feng's lower abdomen.

Seeing Han Yu escape her attack, Wu Feng felt extremely frustrated, but her body could not change course for the time being, so she could only keep lunging forward, preparing to take Han Yu's kick head-on.

Unexpectedly, the kick Han Yu had thrown out instantly withdrew. Then he suddenly leaped behind Wu Feng, lashed out with his right foot, and landed a kick squarely on that rather springy, perky round bottom.

With her rear attacked, Wu Feng instantly lost her balance and could not help letting out a startled cry. Seeing that her face was about to hit the ground, Wu Feng thought fast in the crisis, suddenly stretched out her right hand, braced against the ground, and used a "Thomas Flair" to shed the impact, instantly standing up again.

At that moment, the look she gave Han Yu was filled with shame and anger. Then her right foot lashed out violently, this kick using all her strength.

But unexpectedly, Han Yu moved even faster than she did. Just as her right foot kicked out, he had already arrived behind her. His right palm reached out, threads of lightning surging, and struck Wu Feng solidly on the back.

"Mm."

A tingling numbness spread through her. Before she could react, the tremendous force that followed directly sent her flying more than ten meters away.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her body twitched slightly. Clearly, the numbing effect brought by the lightning was still taking effect.

What made Wu Feng even more ashamed and furious was that Han Yu had actually kicked her butt. That was a place even the young master had never touched.

"Bastard, I'm going to beat you to death." Wu Feng cried out in shame and rage, like a little she-cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling.

The fierce Dragon's Fire burned even more violently, and the scorching air forcibly raised the temperature of the Soul Duel Stage by several degrees.

A distance of ten meters was not far for a soul master. In the space of a breath, Wu Feng had already arrived in front of Han Yu, her left hand slapping straight toward his chest.

Han Yu had sharp eyes and quick hands. His left hand directly grabbed Wu Feng's incoming left hand, while his right hand suddenly seized her body, intending to throw her behind him.

But unexpectedly, the leather outfit was too smooth. His right hand slid, and he felt a protrusion rise beneath it. Instinctively, he pinched it, then yanked backward.

"Ah." A pained cry rang out, furious and filled with shame. Wu Feng's body followed the captured protrusion forward.

Han Yu's expression turned strange at that moment, realizing he might have grabbed something extraordinary.

He hurriedly let go with his right hand, then with several backflips instantly opened up the distance.

Then he stretched out his right hand and shouted, "Stop!"

Wu Feng felt her chest swell slightly and uncomfortably rubbed it. An astonishing curve bounced, giving the surrounding students quite a feast for the eyes.

After waiting for the pain to slowly fade, Wu Feng only then realized what had happened.

Her face instantly flushed bright red. Hearing Han Yu say "stop," she ignored him completely. Her right foot exerted force, and her entire body charged over like a cannonball fired from the barrel.

Han Yu sighed. He had not been decent in this matter, but he had not done it on purpose either.

He hurriedly looked toward Mu Jin at the side, his eyes asking for help.

Because they were too far away, the students below the stage had not seen clearly what had happened, but Mu Jin, who was closest to the two of them, had seen it perfectly. She cursed inwardly, then moved to stop Wu Feng.

"That's enough. Wu Feng, stop. You can't even touch the corner of Han Yu's clothes. There's no meaning in continuing the fight."

Wu Feng still looked ashamed and furious. "Teacher, I refuse to accept this. He, he actually..."

By the end, she was actually sobbing slightly. It hurt. It really hurt.

No one knew whether Wu Feng had cried because of the pain or for some other reason.

Han Yu's expression was slightly awkward as he said, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

"You can't beat me."

"I... Hmph!"

For a moment, Wu Feng did not know how to retort. She jumped down from the arena, and very soon her figure disappeared from sight. Ning Tian, beside her, could not hold her back at all.

"Ah, what happened? Wu Feng looks really angry."

Ning Tian, below the stage, cast him a questioning look. Han Yu shrugged and spread his hands, indicating that he did not know either.

"All right, students. Now you know how weak you are, don't you? If you want to stay at Shrek Academy, work harder from now on. Class dismissed."

After Mu Jin finished speaking, she was the first to walk down from the Soul Duel Stage, turn around, and leave.

The soul duel was over, and class was also dismissed at that moment. The new students of Class Nine dispersed one after another.

At that moment, only Yuan Gun Gun was left below the stage. Han Yu came up to him.

"Class is over. Let's go eat!"

Han Yu had originally wanted to pat Yuan Gun Gun on the shoulder, but after looking at the oily sheen on it, he calmly withdrew his hand and strode forward.

"All right, boss."

They came to the cafeteria with practiced ease, to that same familiar window.

"Auntie, give me three portions of food."

For a student with Han Yu's handsome appearance, the cafeteria Auntie clearly had a deep impression. She smiled at him, then served him three portions of food, kindly adding a little more soul beast meat.

"Child, eat more. You're still growing."

Looking at Han Yu, who was about the same age as her own child, Auntie said with a beaming smile.

Han Yu was startled, then returned a smile.

"Thank you, Auntie!"

"Gun Gun, order as much as you can eat. Don't worry about the money."

Then, when he turned and passed Yuan Gun Gun, he reminded him.

After that, he came to Old Place, took out the table he had bought again, and began eating heartily.

"Boss, I'm here, hehe!"

Very soon, Yuan Gun Gun, who had finished getting his food, also arrived in front of Han Yu. Han Yu raised his head and gestured for him to sit.

The table, which had not been big to begin with, was instantly filled to the brim.

"You have five portions of food here?"

Han Yu raised his head and looked at Yuan Gun Gun in surprise.

"Mm-hmm. I'll get five portions first. I can't carry more by myself. I'll go get more after I finish. I can finally eat my fill."

Yuan Gun Gun looked blissful as he ate in huge mouthfuls.

Han Yu: "..."

Half an hour later.

Yuan Gun Gun patted his belly in satisfaction, then followed Han Yu out of the cafeteria.

The corner of Han Yu's mouth twitched slightly. Yuan Gun Gun had eaten almost one hundred Gold Soul Coins in this one meal. It seemed the two thousand Gold Soul Coins he had given him would not last long at all.

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