Looking for Trouble at the Door

Chapter 33: Looking for Trouble at the Door

Among the four major factions, Wind Hall was the strongest. Its leader, Lin Feng, was a level twenty-two Soul Grandmaster and the number one expert in the entire Training Camp. Normally, no one dared provoke him.

And as the number one expert, he generally disdained bullying other students.

Next was Yan Xiang. Nether Gate ranked second, slightly stronger than Qin Yuan's Qin Sect, and Yan Xiang himself was also somewhat stronger than Qin Yuan. Yan Xiang was a straightforward, bold man who only admired the strong and disdained bullying the weak.

Qin Yuan, however, was different. Like his Hellfire Demon Wolf Spirit, he was full of wolfish nature, preying on the weak and fearing the strong. He heavily oppressed certain exceptionally talented students and had an extremely bad reputation throughout the Training Camp.

Yet his strength was considerable, and with a faction like the Qin Sect under his command, even Yan Xiang and Lin Feng were unwilling to provoke him for no reason. Thus, he could be said to run rampant through the Training Camp without restraint.

Scattered students and small factions that banded together were often bullied by him.

And now, Lu Yuan's performance had clearly caught his attention as well.

Given Qin Yuan's personality, he might make a move against Lu Yuan.

Naturally, Lu Yuan knew nothing about this. But even if he had known, with Lu Yuan's temperament, he would not have taken such a petty clown seriously.

After running a full twenty laps, a thin sheen of sweat had appeared on Lu Yuan's forehead.

Chris looked at Lu Yuan with surprise in his eyes. It seemed he had still underestimated this kid before him.

"Lu Yuan, did you really not use Soul Power?" Har asked from the side, the shock in his eyes not yet fully gone.

"No," Lu Yuan said. It was only forty kilometers; there was no need for him to use Soul Power.

"That's all for your training today. Tomorrow, I'll arrange some combat drills for you. You can go back now." Although Chris was shocked as well, he was a Soul Sage who had seen much of the world, and he quickly recovered.

"Yes, Instructor!" Lu Yuan had no objections. To be honest, though the forty-kilometer run had not exhausted him, he was still drenched in sweat. His clothes clinging to his body felt rather uncomfortable, so it would be better to return to the dormitory early, wash up, and change into clean clothes.

Lu Yuan slowly departed.

Chris suddenly smiled.

"What are you smiling about, Instructor Chris?" Har asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Haha! Ever since the previous Golden Generation left, I haven't encountered such a monstrous student in a long time. Interesting. I'd like to see just how strong this kid really is."

A sharp glint flashed through Chris's eyes. "For tomorrow's sparring session, have Lu Yuan fight Qin Tian. Let's see how capable he is in actual combat."

Although Lu Yuan had killed a Soul Grandmaster before, that had been a surprise attack. In Chris's view, it could not prove Lu Yuan's true strength. Qin Tian, on the other hand, was a genius in the Training Camp surpassed only by those few people. Perhaps he could force out Lu Yuan's true abilities.

"Have him fight Qin Tian? Qin Tian is a level nineteen Soul Master, only one step away from becoming a Soul Grandmaster. Lu Yuan is only six years old. How could he possibly be Qin Tian's match?" Though Lu Yuan's physical condition had greatly shocked Har, physical ability did not equal strength. Har did not think highly of Lu Yuan.

"That may not be the case. Let's wait and see!" Chris was deeply interested. At first, he had merely been curious because Lu Yuan had been sent here by the Pope's order. But now, Lu Yuan himself had sparked Chris's curiosity.

The feeling of sweat-stained clothes clinging to his body was truly unpleasant. After returning to the dormitory, Lu Yuan took a bath and changed into a fresh set of clothes, immediately feeling as though he had come back to life.

The sun was blazing overhead. Having finished his bath, Lu Yuan rubbed his stomach and headed toward the cafeteria.

Morning training had ended, and the Training Camp students were all eating in the cafeteria.

By the time Lu Yuan arrived, there were already many people inside.

After getting several dishes he liked, Lu Yuan held his tray and swept his gaze around, preparing to find an empty seat.

"Over here, Lu Yuan!" A voice called out. It was somewhat cool, yet familiar.

Lu Yuan looked over. A youth dressed in purple was waving at him. It was his roommate, Yuan Xin.

Two others were seated beside Yuan Xin. The three of them seemed quite close, so they were likely members of Nether Gate.

Although Lu Yuan did not like joining any faction and felt it was too childish, Yuan Xin had invited him proactively, so he felt awkward refusing.

Holding his tray, he walked toward Yuan Xin.

"Tap, tap, tap!" The cafeteria had originally been quite lively, but after Yuan Xin's shout, it instantly fell silent. In the vast cafeteria, Lu Yuan's footsteps could be heard clearly.

"Is that the kid from this morning?" a youth in red at a table not far from Yuan Xin asked.

"That's him, Boss Qin. I heard this kid seems to be roommates with Yuan Xin," someone said.

This Boss Qin was none other than the so-called Qin Yuan.

"Yuan Xin's roommate? Looks like this kid will most likely join Nether Gate." Qin Yuan looked at Lu Yuan with unfriendly eyes.

"Boss Qin, want me to teach him a lesson?" a yellow-haired youth beside Qin Yuan asked.

"Fine, Li Zhi. Go test this kid," Qin Yuan said with a savage grin.

"Got it, Boss!" Li Zhi chuckled and rose from his seat.

"Hey, little brother, you look unfamiliar. What should I call you?" Lu Yuan was walking when a figure suddenly blocked his path.

Lu Yuan raised his head, his gaze indifferent. "Senior, do you need something?"

"Boss Qin wants you to come over. How about giving him some face?" Li Zhi said.

"Sorry, my friends are waiting for me." Lu Yuan shook his head in refusal. Who knew which ghost this boss of his was?

"Kid, Boss Qin inviting you over is showing you respect. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty!" Li Zhi lowered his head slightly and said viciously.

"Heh." Lu Yuan gave a soft laugh. "I happen to like drinking penalties. What, do you have something to teach me?"

At Lu Yuan's words, Li Zhi narrowed his eyes. "Kid, you're courting death!" Clenching his fist, he punched toward Lu Yuan's chest.

"Li Zhi, how dare you!" Yuan Xin, who had been watching closely, immediately shouted in fury.

"Tch!" Hearing Yuan Xin's voice, Li Zhi was disdainful. With Boss Qin backing him, what was there to fear from a mere new student?

The punch came fast and with considerable force. In Li Zhi's eyes, it was enough to seriously injure Lu Yuan.

Slap! Just as Li Zhi's punch was about to strike Lu Yuan, a palm firmly caught his fist. No matter how much strength Li Zhi used, he could not advance even half a step.

At the same time, a gentle voice sounded. "Is this your fist? How disappointing."

Li Zhi looked up and saw only a cold, indifferent face.