Sparring with Xiao Wu!

Suddenly, the Dean's tone softened as he said in a negotiating manner, "Chu Fan, this is the academy. Tang San's attempt to kill you in secret will be punished according to academy rules. Stop now."

Hearing the Grandmaster call out, Chu Fan understood that this Soul Ancestor before him was the Dean of Nuoding Academy. But even if he was the Dean, he was useless before me. He coldly replied, "Do you think you can protect them with just your strength?"

"Chu Fan, even if you have no regard for me as the Dean, if you kill Tang San, you'll be challenging the authority of the Heaven Dou Empire."

After calmly considering it, Chu Fan thought that since Tang San was a transmigrator and one of the core figures of Douluo Continent, if he truly killed Tang San, who knew whether this world would be affected and collapse as a result? For now, he should leave him alive and observe him first.

Besides, he was a Limit Douluo. Tang San could never possibly be his opponent. Keeping him around to humiliate whenever he pleased would be even more interesting.

With that thought, Chu Fan withdrew his martial soul and Soul Power, then said indifferently to Tang San, "Tang San, I'll give you a chance. This time, I won't use my martial soul. I'll let you see the gap between us."

Looking at the arrogant and reckless Chu Fan, Tang San hardened his heart. Enduring the pain in his body, he struggled to his feet.

Suddenly, Chu Fan teleported before Tang San, lifted him with one hand, and ruthlessly slammed his fist into Tang San's body.

Bang! Bang! Boom! Boom! Ah—

The sounds of impacts, surging force, muffled groans, and screams rose one after another through the forest.

The Grandmaster, who had summoned Ruo San Pao beside him, could not help covering his eyes and turning away, unable to bear watching any longer.

The entire fight ended in less than ten breaths.

Chu Fan stood with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened. Not even a single wrinkle had appeared on his clothes. Poor Tang San, meanwhile, lay sprawled on the ground. His head had swollen by more than a full size, both eyes had turned black, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he gasped heavily.

"Tang San, I won't kill you," Chu Fan said calmly.

Tang San stared at Chu Fan in shock, hardly daring to believe it.

"I won't kill you because I have never regarded you as an opponent. A despicable man like you isn't worthy of being my opponent!"

"Moreover, I, Chu Fan, have always acted openly and honorably. A vile coward like you, who only knows how to wound others with hidden arrows, will probably never understand."

"You can challenge me or seek revenge whenever you want. Whether it's assassination or a direct confrontation, I'll accept it all. But if you fail to kill me, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky next time!"

Chu Fan waved at Tang San. At once, a thin arrow shot over, grazing past Tang San's ear. If it had been even slightly closer, it would have pierced through Tang San's head.

Realizing that he had nearly died beneath his own sleeve arrow, panic rose within Tang San. He gasped for breath as he watched Chu Fan slowly vanish into the darkness.

"Little San, don't be so reckless next time," the Grandmaster admonished.

"A gentleman can wait ten years to avenge a wrong. Once you obtain a soul ring and become a Soul Master, you'll have the strength to fight."

"This Chu Fan is definitely no ordinary person. It's best to provoke him as little as possible."

Tang San got up and bowed to the Grandmaster and the Dean. "Teacher, I understand."

Tang San did not feel any displeasure at his teacher's words. He also knew that the gap between his current strength and Chu Fan's was still far too great. Chu Fan, no matter how long it takes, I will defeat you.

Chu Fan returned to the dormitory. His good mood had been ruined by Tang San, and he was unable to sleep through the night.

"Hey!" After an unknown amount of time, a sudden voice caught Chu Fan's attention.

Chu Fan instinctively opened his eyes and saw an adorable, pretty face before him.

Xiao Wu looked at Chu Fan. "It's so late. What are you thinking about?"

Chu Fan sat up. Xiao Wu was lying on the dividing line between their two beds, looking at him with a peaceful expression. Chu Fan pointed at the line between them and said, "Little girl, you've crossed the line!"

Xiao Wu chuckled. "So what if I did? I'm a girl, so you should give way to me. But you're a boy, so you absolutely can't cross the line."

That rosy little face... I really want to pinch it.

Xiao Wu's face instantly turned even redder. Stinky brat, how dare you say that about me? I'll make you pay in a moment.

"Chu Fan, look, there are so many stars in the sky. Let's go outside and watch them," Xiao Wu said with a smile. Yet that smile gave Chu Fan the faint feeling that something was strange.

From Chu Fan's bed, he could see the galaxy-filled sky through the window. Since Xiao Wu and Chu Fan shared the same blanket, she naturally had the convenience of enjoying the starry sky as well.

Chu Fan nodded and agreed. He could not sleep anyway. Watching the stars at night would be a good opportunity to get closer to Xiao Wu and speed up his progress in winning her over.

Late at night was when emotions most easily overflowed. The dark surroundings and dim yellow light made people more sentimental. Chu Fan naturally understood this well.

By the time they reached the academy grounds, it was already very late. Cultivating after dark was a Soul Master tradition, and there were few students or teachers left in the dormitory buildings.

"Chu Fan, I'm not convinced by my loss to you during the day. I want to challenge you again," Xiao Wu said with a smile.

This little girl likes being taught a lesson by me that much?

Chu Fan knew that Xiao Wu was naturally fond of fighting, but that suited him perfectly. As the saying went, affection was fought into existence; fighting was the foundation for building feelings. His spirits immediately lifted. "Come on!"

Xiao Wu ignored Chu Fan's thoughts. In any case, Chu Fan was destined to have a hard time tonight. Smiling, she ran a finger across her cheek. "Don't cry when I beat you to the ground later."

What is this little girl plotting?

"Fine, here I come!" A hint of mischief appeared on Xiao Wu's face as she walked toward Chu Fan.

She was indeed coming, but she was not attacking.

What is this little girl doing? Isn't this supposed to be sparring?

By then, Xiao Wu had walked to within less than two steps of him. This distance was not suitable for leg attacks. Chu Fan knew that Xiao Wu's martial soul was the Soft Bone Rabbit. A rabbit's strongest weapon was its legs, and Xiao Wu's greatest strength was also her legs. He had seen that clearly when Xiao Wu dueled him during the day.

Xiao Wu nodded, the corners of her lips curving into a strange smile. "That's right! Look, aren't I here to spar with you?"

Suddenly, Xiao Wu flicked her head, and her scorpion braid became a black shadow as it wrapped toward Chu Fan's neck.

Damn, she can do that too? Did this little girl use Rejoice or something?

"Rejoice? Is he complimenting my hair?" Xiao Wu wondered.

His instincts told him there was something wrong with Xiao Wu's hair. As the scorpion braid lashed over, he immediately retreated half a step and raised his left hand, grabbing Xiao Wu's hair.

Xiao Wu's hand rose along with her braid. At the same time Chu Fan lifted his hand, he suddenly realized that Xiao Wu's hand had risen as well. Before his hand could touch her long hair, Xiao Wu suddenly tilted her head back. Her scorpion braid had already passed over Chu Fan's palm, while her own hand pressed against his.