Feng Yuyan's Intentions

Feng Yuyan's Intentions

Having secured tenth place, Yuan Xin was delighted. After offering Lu Yuan some encouragement, he returned to his dorm to recover from his injuries.

Though his injuries were serious, with the Training Camp's healing Soul Masters treating him, he would make a full recovery within a week and suffer no lasting effects.

Yuan Xin's journey had come to an end, but Lu Yuan's own campaign had only just begun!

The finals continued, and the quarterfinals posed no obstacle to Lu Yuan either. He advanced with ease.

The other three naturally met no surprises either, all entering the semifinals.

It was worth mentioning that Lin Feng's opponent had been Qin Tian, the younger brother of Qin Yuan, whom Lu Yuan had beaten badly before. Unexpectedly, he had made it into the top ten and even reached the quarterfinals.

But when he encountered Lin Feng, whose development path was the same as his own, he was utterly crushed. The speed Lin Feng displayed during the match even made Lu Yuan's heart tremble. He was truly far too fast—worthy of being called the Training Camp's number one. A fighting spirit quietly rose within him.

The next day, after the matches ended!

After dinner in the cafeteria, Lu Yuan casually packed a food box, which he had prepared for Yuan Xin.

Rising to his feet, he habitually dusted off his clothes, then headed toward the dormitories.

After the successive rounds of competition had eliminated more than half the trainees, the Training Camp was rather empty now. Only one or two people occasionally passed through the vast training grounds.

The cafeteria was not far from the dormitories. Beyond this stretch of training grounds lay the dormitory area.

Lu Yuan walked down the path with the food box in hand.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan stopped. His voice was indifferent. "You've been following me for so long. Isn't it time you came out?"

"Hehe, little brother, your senses are so sharp!" Her voice was crisp and carried a faint allure as a beautiful figure appeared before Lu Yuan.

Her willow-leaf brows arched gracefully, her lovely face was as fair as jade, and her long purple hair cascaded over her shoulders. Dressed in a purple gown, she exuded charm from head to toe. Even by Lu Yuan's standards, he had to admit that she was indeed a remarkably beautiful girl, and exceptionally seductive as well.

"Hall Master Feng, what advice do you have for following Lu all this way?" Lu Yuan examined the beautiful girl, but his heart stirred little. Beautiful as she was, she was not his type.

He preferred them big!

Feng Yuyan was indeed beautiful, but she was flat-chested. He had no interest.

"Little brother, you're being so distant. Just call me Sister Feng," Feng Yuyan said softly, a trace of bashfulness in her tone. Combined with her slightly seductive face, she was truly captivating.

Perhaps another six-year-old child would have been unable to resist her charm, but though Lu Yuan was only six, his mental age was already over twenty. How could he possibly be interested in a ten-year-old girl?

Unless she was big!

Ahem, ahem. Therefore, Feng Yuyan's words had virtually no effect on Lu Yuan.

"Hall Master Feng, if you have something to say, then say it. If not, I'll be leaving first. I still have something to do," Lu Yuan said.

Seeing that Lu Yuan was completely unaffected and was even trying to send her away, Feng Yuyan was somewhat surprised. Had her charm diminished? Could she not even handle a mere child?

But surprised as she was, Feng Yuyan finally spoke when she saw Lu Yuan's expression remained calm. "Lu Yuan, I want to discuss tomorrow's final with you."

"The final? What about it?" Lu Yuan asked blandly.

Feng Yuyan said, "Tomorrow's final will be a melee. I think we can join forces and eliminate the other two first. What do you think?"

In Feng Yuyan's view, Lin Feng and Yan Xiang would both be extremely troublesome opponents in tomorrow's final, and the greatest threats. Although Lu Yuan had defeated Qin Yuan, Feng Yuyan believed Lu Yuan's strength lay in his physical power. His spiritual power surely could not compare to theirs as Soul Grand Masters. She, meanwhile, happened to excel at using spiritual power. If she joined forces with Lu Yuan to eliminate Lin Feng and Yan Xiang, she was confident she could claim the final championship.

"Not a good idea." Lu Yuan shook his head.

"W-What did you say?" Feng Yuyan's voice rose several notches. In her eyes, Lu Yuan should definitely have agreed. She had never expected him to say it was not a good idea!

"I said, not a good idea," Lu Yuan replied.

"How is it not a good idea? Listen to my analysis!" Seeing that Lu Yuan had little interest, Feng Yuyan grew anxious.

"Lin Feng is a level twenty-two Soul Grandmaster, and his Martial Soul is the Nether Leopard. He has the highest rank among us and is known as the Training Camp's strongest expert. You saw his speed today—it is astonishing. Defeating him will be extremely difficult."

"Yan Xiang's Martial Soul is the Azure Lightning Divine Elephant. He possesses tremendous strength and controls the power of lightning as well. His offensive power is exceptionally formidable. Even Lin Feng cannot match him in raw strength alone, so defeating him will be equally difficult."

"But if we join forces, it will be different. I excel at control, and you excel at strength. We can take care of those two in advance. Then only the two of us will remain, and who becomes champion will depend on our own abilities."

After Feng Yuyan finished, she looked extremely confident. She believed that after such a practical and persuasive analysis, Lu Yuan would certainly agree to her proposal. Then, as long as they caught Lin Feng and Yan Xiang off guard and eliminated them, only Lu Yuan would remain. Wouldn't he be easy for her to handle? The championship would practically be hers for the taking.

After hearing Feng Yuyan out, Lu Yuan looked at her as though she were an idiot. Did this woman take him for a fool?

She was a control-type Soul Master and did not need to fight at close range. When the time came, wouldn't he be the one doing all the work? Even if they eliminated Lin Feng and Yan Xiang, he would surely have expended a great deal of Soul Power by then. Wouldn't that simply benefit her in the end?

Besides, in his view, Bibi Dong had altered the format of the final specifically to observe his strength. How could she allow him to join forces with someone else? He was certain that if he dared to ally himself with another, Chris would stop him.

Since joining forces with others was impossible anyway, he might as well face the battle alone. Besides, it was not as if he lacked confidence in victory.

"I refuse." Lu Yuan looked at the confident Feng Yuyan and spoke calmly.

"Why?" Feng Yuyan's beautiful eyes widened, filled with confusion.

"If one wants to become champion, one should do so openly and honorably. How can one join forces with others? I have no interest in such a championship!" Lu Yuan's voice was low, yet full of resolve.

"What if those two join forces as well?" Feng Yuyan asked.

"Then let them join forces. What do I have to fear? At worst, I'll face two alone!" Lu Yuan glanced at Feng Yuyan and replied indifferently.

"You!" Feng Yuyan was stunned by Lu Yuan's words and, for a moment, did not know what to say.

"Oh, right!" As if he had suddenly remembered something, Lu Yuan smiled. "If you want, you can join forces with them too. At worst, I'll face all three of you alone!"

With that, Lu Yuan carried the food box away with graceful ease.

Watching Lu Yuan's departing figure, Feng Yuyan stood there in a daze. Lu Yuan... what a proud person he was.