Such a Spar!

Xiao Wu's hand was soft and smooth, tender as cotton. Touching it felt like touching a ball of cotton, and Chu Fan savored the wonderful sensation.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu's arm twisted in a strange way. It not only coiled around his hand but instantly extended to wrap around his arm.

At the same time, her other hand rose and similarly wrapped around his other arm. Her raised scorpion braid fell through the air like a third hand, winding toward Chu Fan's neck.

To avoid Xiao Wu's scorpion braid, Chu Fan abruptly threw back his head and bent at the waist, trying to dodge.

With Chu Fan's strength, nothing should have been able to get close to him. Yet he did not use much Soul Power. If he crushed her right from the start, where would the fun be?

Suddenly, Xiao Wu released both hands. Then Chu Fan felt a powerful force at his waist, immediately lost his balance, and fell backward.

With a thud, Chu Fan landed flat on his back. Two small hands used the momentum of his fall to press precisely against the joints at the front of his shoulders, making both arms go numb and sore.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu had straddled his waist completely, looking down at him smugly. Chu Fan's lower abdomen could fully feel the elasticity of Xiao Wu's little backside against him.

Just as Xiao Wu thought she had subdued Chu Fan and was about to cheer, Chu Fan suddenly exerted force through his waist and flipped over, pinning Xiao Wu to the ground. He held her long scorpion braid in his hand, idly playing with it.

"How about it? Do you admit defeat?" Chu Fan asked with a smile, looking down at Xiao Wu.

"I don't! Again!" Xiao Wu glared at Chu Fan, unwilling to accept it.

Chu Fan said smugly, "You still want more?"

As Xiao Wu spoke, she struggled fiercely, but Chu Fan had her completely restrained. No matter how she struggled, she could not move him in the slightest.

"What are you two doing? Get up, now! In broad daylight, you actually..." Just then, an unwelcome voice rang out.

Xiao Wu and Chu Fan turned their heads at the same time. Not far ahead, a female teacher was striding toward them furiously.

"Ah, what a spoilsport," Chu Fan sighed.

Indeed, the position Chu Fan and Xiao Wu were in was rather inappropriate.

Xiao Wu lay flat on the ground with her arms spread to either side. Chu Fan straddled her waist, his hands pressing on her shoulders as he lowered his head to look at her. That pose was really somewhat...

Xiao Wu's little face flushed, and she said helplessly, "I surrender!"

If she did not surrender, given Chu Fan's temperament, he certainly would not let her off easily. Besides, their current position was truly a little embarrassing.

Reluctantly, Chu Fan stood up from atop Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu rose along with him.

By then, the female teacher had arrived. She demanded angrily, "What is going on with you two?"

Chu Fan ignored the teacher. In his eyes, aside from those he cared about, he could not be bothered with anyone else.

Blushing, Xiao Wu hurriedly said, "Teacher, we were sparring."

"Sparring? You can spar while lying on the ground? Look at the state you're in! Is this how your families taught you?"

"You look like first-years who enrolled this year. At such a young age, you're already fooling around like this. What will become of you when you grow up?"

Both Chu Fan and Xiao Wu wore the uniforms they had received from the Academic Affairs Office when they enrolled, so it was not strange that the teacher recognized them at a glance.

The teacher's scolding crackled beside their ears like popping beans. Chu Fan looked at Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu was looking back at him. Her pretty face instantly turned even redder.

Seeing Chu Fan's cheeky grin, the female teacher's anger flared. "You just enrolled in the academy. What could you possibly know? You can't even come up with a believable excuse for lying. Come with me to the Academic Affairs Office."

"No."

"I said we were sparring. Can't you understand?" Chu Fan said coldly.

"Sparring? Then today, I'll see whether you're really sparring or just pretending to."

With that, the female teacher walked toward Chu Fan and Xiao Wu. To her, the truth no longer mattered. She simply wanted to teach Chu Fan a lesson and let them know the consequences of defying her.

In her eyes, she was at least level thirty. Subduing two little brats would be effortless. She could not even be bothered to summon her martial soul.

The instant the teacher's hand touched Chu Fan, a terrifying burst of Soul Power erupted from him. The next second, the teacher was sent flying and landed more than ten meters away.

Xiao Wu ran over to the teacher with a mischievous smile. Her big eyes blinked as she put on an expression of eager spectatorship. "Teacher, are you all right?"

The female teacher was dazed from the fall. Circulating her Soul Power, she struggled to get up and looked at Chu Fan with uncertainty and alarm in her eyes.

The energy that had erupted from Chu Fan was terrifyingly powerful. Having spent years around the academy, she had some skill at judging people. Under such circumstances, she had no choice but to consider Chu Fan's background.

Generally speaking, powerful Soul Masters on the continent inherited their martial souls through their families. For someone so young to possess such strength, his martial soul had to be extraordinary.

The female teacher could not help feeling uneasy. She was merely a Soul Grandmaster, while this child might have the backing of a Soul Master sect. That was not something a common-born Soul Master like her could afford to provoke.

"Y-you... In the future, if you want to spar, do it on the training ground, with a teacher nearby to protect you. Understand?" The female teacher gave them a few brief instructions, then left in a sorry state.

Once the teacher had gone, Xiao Wu let out a breath of relief and looked at Chu Fan with eyes full of doubt. "Well, well, Chu Fan. So you were hiding your strength. No wonder I always end up at a disadvantage."

Xiao Wu was a soul beast in human form, and soul beasts had a stronger perception of Soul Power than humans. Thus, Xiao Wu's sensitivity to fluctuations in Soul Power far surpassed that of ordinary people. The Soul Power fluctuation caused by Chu Fan's attack just now could be described in one phrase: utterly terrifying.

"Even if you're strong, you still can't beat my Big Brother," Xiao Wu said smugly. In her heart, her Big Brother was practically a godlike existence.

Chu Fan looked at Xiao Wu, a faint smile forming at the corner of his lips. He walked toward her.

When Chu Fan came before Xiao Wu, the smile on his face stirred a complicated emotion in her heart.

Suddenly, Chu Fan parted his hands and brushed Xiao Wu's hair away from her cheeks. At some point, a comb had appeared in his hand, and he gently ran it through Xiao Wu's slightly disheveled long hair.

Xiao Wu froze where she stood, and her mother's gentle voice surfaced in her mind.

"Xiao Wu, when you meet someone you like someday, let him comb your hair."

"Come on, it's time to go back," Chu Fan said.

Xiao Wu nodded and followed behind Chu Fan, her thoughts heavy. Why does Chu Fan's back look so much like Big Brother's? If only you were Big Brother... how wonderful that would be.