Xiao Chenyu's Father was the lord of Nuoding City, which was why he dared to be so arrogant. To him, as long as he did not go too far, even the teachers rarely interfered with him.
Having watched his father's various dealings in official circles since childhood, he had picked up some of that mindset himself. Thus, the first thing he considered was Zhao Ming's background.
His father had repeatedly warned him that there were certain great clans in this world that absolutely could not be offended. They were even more terrifying than the Imperial Royal Family. The royal family still cared about appearances, but those great clans had no such concerns. Angering them would bring utter ruin.
"Are you really a Work-Study Student?" Xiao Chenyu could not help asking.
Zhao Ming nodded calmly. In his view, once he subdued Xiao Chenyu, there would be far fewer troubles at Nuoding Academy in the future. Not only would it solve the problem of Work-Study Students being bullied, but it would also establish his authority. "Make your move."
With the arrow already on the bowstring, Xiao Chenyu had no choice but to let it fly. If he backed down now, his prestige before his underlings would plummet. So no matter who stood opposite him, he had to charge forward.
Still, he kept a measure of caution. Even if he defeated this first-year Work-Study Student, he could not hurt him. Otherwise, even if the other party was merely an ordinary person, the academy's teachers would not let him off.
Before, those people had not interfered because the people he bullied were not worth offending him over. But the person before him now was far too talented. If something happened to him because of Xiao Chenyu, those people would not spare him any consideration.
Xiao Chenyu was the second person Zhao Ming had fought. The first had been Hu Liena. Back then, Flame Spirit Princess had completely countered Hu Liena in terms of attributes, allowing Zhao Ming to unexpectedly defeat the already level twenty-one Hu Liena. Otherwise, if it had been any other Soul Grandmaster, Zhao Ming would have been dead for sure.
Zhao Ming had learned from the system that Flame Spirit Princess's true strength was roughly equivalent to level sixteen or seventeen.
After all, Nine Songs of the Moving Sky, where Flame Spirit Princess came from, was a low-martial world, and what she had mastered was not particularly powerful. On top of that, she needed to draw on his Soul Power to unleash attacks. Being able to reach this level was already quite impressive.
But dealing with a minor character like Xiao Chenyu was more than enough.
Xiao Chenyu swiftly pounced toward Zhao Ming. After gaining a Soul Ring, his strength was simply beyond comparison with that of ordinary students.
The moment Xiao Chenyu lunged out, the Soul Power emanating from his body had already enveloped a three-meter radius around Zhao Ming.
Xiao Chenyu knew his advantages well. As a Beast Martial Soul user, the damage produced under the boost of explosive strength and extreme speed was exceptionally formidable.
But very soon, his charging body abruptly came to a halt.
Because an incomparably beautiful woman had suddenly appeared before him.
Long, flowing black hair.
An exquisitely beautiful face.
A perfectly curvaceous figure.
A soft, slender waist.
Xiao Chenyu was stunned in an instant.
Seeing that he was about to crash into her, Xiao Chenyu hurriedly tried to brake.
But at that speed, how could Xiao Chenyu possibly stop his body whenever he wished?
Driven by inertia, Xiao Chenyu could only topple forward and slam directly onto the floor.
He fell face-down before Flame Spirit Princess.
The fierce wind swept past, slowly lifting the hem of Flame Spirit Princess's skirt and revealing her snow-white, smooth long legs beneath.
"So beautiful."
Two streams of blood flowed from Xiao Chenyu's nostrils, yet he did not feel a thing. Instead, he stared blankly, a faint smile on his face.
"Die." A delicate voice came from Flame Spirit Princess's throat as she stepped on Xiao Chenyu's face.
"Wait, don't kill him." Zhao Ming's expression changed as he hurriedly issued an order to Flame Spirit Princess.
Hearing Zhao Ming's command, Flame Spirit Princess halted her descending foot. It rested on Xiao Chenyu's face without pressing down further.
He had not expected Xiao Chenyu to be subdued so quickly. But this was for the best.
Zhao Ming slowly walked up to Xiao Chenyu and said, "Are you convinced now?"
But Xiao Chenyu did not answer him. Instead, he remained somewhat dazed.
Zhao Ming was somewhat puzzled.
But he soon realized what Xiao Chenyu was looking at.
At that moment, Xiao Chenyu was lying face-up. Although Flame Spirit Princess had a foot on his face, it did not obstruct his vision in the slightest. His gaze was fixed on the small stretch of her fair calf left uncovered by her skirt.
"Fuck you." Zhao Ming flew into a rage and kicked Xiao Chenyu away.
I haven't even enjoyed it myself yet!
You brat actually dared to fantasize about my puppet? Zhao Ming cursed inwardly.
After being kicked away by Zhao Ming, Xiao Chenyu finally came to his senses.
His eyes shifted back and forth between Zhao Ming and Flame Spirit Princess.
"Y-you... is this your Martial Soul?" Xiao Chenyu asked in shock.
Zhao Ming nodded without saying anything.
"I'm sorry about what happened today. I won't target you anymore."
Zhao Ming had not expected Xiao Chenyu to be so reasonable, but since he had taken the initiative to admit defeat, Zhao Ming naturally would not trouble him further.
The Orange Soul Ring flashed, and Flame Spirit Princess disappeared at once. Recalling his Martial Soul into his body, Zhao Ming looked around.
At that moment, both the first and second floors, as well as the stairwell, were packed with people—students and teachers alike. Among them, he spotted two familiar faces: Tang San and Grandmaster.
Clearly, they had all come to watch the show.
Their expressions varied: shock, jealousy, fear, resentment...
But without a doubt, after today, Zhao Ming might become famous throughout Nuoding Academy.
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