Who Isn't a Baby?

Lin Shuai's staff missed, but he did not panic. Instead, he used his planted left foot as a pivot, swung his right leg in a beautiful arc, and viciously kicked toward Zhang Yang's neck.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang raised his left arm to shield his neck and braced it with his right hand, while activating the Iron Body skill.

"Bang."

Lin Shuai's leather boot struck Zhang Yang's forearm with a dull collision.

Zhang Yang was completely unharmed and did not even move an inch.

"My turn." Zhang Yang smiled.

He released Iron Body, swiftly hooked his left hand around Lin Shuai's ankle as he tried to retract his leg, grabbed his calf with his right hand, then stepped back and twisted his body, violently smashing Lin Shuai toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

"Bang."

Lin Shuai was slammed hard onto the Soul Fighting Arena, the force making his body bounce slightly.

Releasing Lin Shuai's right leg, Zhang Yang tensed his toes, channeled Soul Power, and delivered a powerful kick straight into Lin Shuai's lower abdomen.

Although Lin Shuai promptly raised his Iron Staff Martial Soul in front of himself, his body was suspended in midair. Taking the kick head-on, he was sent flying six or seven meters.

Fortunately, Lin Shuai used his Iron Staff to touch the ground in time, barely managing to stop at the edge of the Soul Fighting Arena.

He looked up at Zhang Yang, his eyes filled with caution.

After their brief exchange, Lin Shuai realized that this newcomer to the Soul Fighting Arena, who had only just registered and had no record yet, possessed far more Soul Power than he did. He truly was a Crossing River Dragon.

Unlike Lin Shuai, Zhang Yang was already preparing to end the match.

If I finish quickly, I might still catch the others' matches, Zhang Yang thought.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Yang consecutively unleashed several Rankyaku strikes. Crescent-shaped slashes that distorted the air shot toward Lin Shuai.

"Clang!"

"Clang clang clang clang!" Lin Shuai poured all his Soul Power into his Iron Staff and repeatedly smashed it against the Rankyaku slashes. Though he looked somewhat disheveled and was forced to retreat several steps, Lin Shuai had indeed blocked them.

"My turn. Second Soul Skill, Charged Strike."

Lin Shuai's second Hundred-Year Soul Ring lit up, and the Iron Staff in his hand became enveloped in red light.

Charged Strike could greatly increase the attack power of Lin Shuai's Martial Soul. If an ordinary Soul Master of the same rank was struck by the Iron Staff, breaking three to five bones would be perfectly normal.

It was precisely because Lin Shuai had followed this power-based Assault Type path that he had achieved his current five-win streak.

Lin Shuai's plan was good, but a long call from the Great Soul Arena's host interrupted his next move.

"Out of bounds!!! Lin Shuai has been forced out of bounds by Master Zhang Yang's attack. I declare Battle Soul Master Zhang Yang the winner, with a record of one win and zero losses. Lin Shuai's record is fifteen wins and four losses. Master Zhang Yang, please register your points after leaving the arena."

His battle with Lin Shuai had taken some time. By the time Zhang Yang finished registering his points and found the others from the academy, Xiao Wu's match had already ended, while Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing's battle was nearing its conclusion.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing tied up like a rice dumpling by Tang San, Zhang Yang sighed helplessly. "This kind of head-on arena battle is inherently unfair to Agility Attack System Soul Masters. Otherwise, Zhu Zhuqing could have held on a little longer."

What could Dai Mubai say? He could only sigh helplessly.

Zhang Yang's 300 Gold Soul Coin bet on himself had earned him around 50 Gold Soul Coins in returns. Adding the 10 Gold Soul Coin prize for winning the battle, his assets immediately increased by one-fifth.

A return rate of twenty percent made Zhang Yang click his tongue in amazement.

Sure enough, on Douluo Continent, any business related to Soul Masters made money quickly.

That gave Zhang Yang the idea of participating in 2v2 battles.

However, with Ning Rongrong absent, Zhang Yang abandoned the thought of 2v2 matches.

Next was Tang San and Xiao Wu's 2v2 battle. Their opponents were the Blacksmith Shop brothers, Tie Long and Tie Hu.

This battle could be described as extremely dangerous. It also made Tang San understand that even Assault Type Soul Masters countered by the Control System could unleash astonishing damage when fighting back from a desperate situation.

The effect of the brothers' second Soul Skill, Desperate Throw, was stunning. It even came with a slight tracking effect. If not for the exquisite techniques of Mysterious Jade Hand and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Tang San would have suffered serious injuries.

Afterward, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also won their 1v1 matches, and everyone returned happily.

As they left the Great Soul Arena, Ma Hongjun needed to deal with his Evil Fire problem and dragged Dai Mubai along with him.

Dai Mubai was utterly embarrassed. Fatty, you damn bastard, can't you see I've been trying to act like a good guy in front of Zhu Qing?

With just a few words, Fatty exposed Dai Mubai's entire history of romantic escapades, provoking Zhu Zhuqing's displeasure and plunging the team's atmosphere to freezing point.

To make matters worse, Dai Mubai, who was already full of anger, encountered Ning Rongrong at the academy entrance, where she had reverted to her Witch nature.

Ning Rongrong seemed to have regained her composure. A gentle smile had returned to her pretty face. Sitting atop a large stone at the academy entrance, she swung her legs back and forth with a thoughtful expression.

Oscar's expression, meanwhile, looked rather unpleasant. His brows were slightly furrowed, and from time to time, he secretly glanced at Ning Rongrong, his eyes revealing a trace of unwillingness.

As if she had not seen either of them, Zhu Zhuqing walked straight into the academy and headed for her Dormitory without looking back.

Dai Mubai frowned, and the chill in his Evil Eyes intensified.

"What are you doing here?" Light flickered in Dai Mubai's Evil Eyes as he spoke coldly.

Ning Rongrong jumped down from the stone. "Of course I'm waiting for you. Why are you back so late? Where are the Dean and Fatty?"

Dai Mubai answered coldly, "They have business. Have you thought it through? Are you staying or leaving?"

Without hesitation, Ning Rongrong said, "Of course I'm staying. How could I just leave such a fun place? What kind of expression is that? Are you a zombie? Did Zhu Qing shut you down? Hahaha, and Oscar even said you were some expert at romance. You can't even handle a little girl."

Having freed her true nature, Ning Rongrong no longer concealed anything. She had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, and she could tell many things from Dai Mubai's expression. Without any reservation, she mocked him.

A fierce chill surged in Dai Mubai's Evil Eyes. "Ning Rongrong. Do not test my patience. This is Shrek Academy, not your home. Others may fear your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but I, Dai Mubai, do not. If you make me angry, I'll kill you."

Ning Rongrong giggled. "I'm so scared!"

"You..." Dai Mubai finally failed to suppress his anger. A powerful aura suddenly erupted, and his thirty-seventh-rank Soul Power burst forth instantly. Ning Rongrong was almost immediately blasted into the air.

"Whoosh."

A figure flashed. Zhang Yang caught Ning Rongrong in an instant, carrying her backward seven or eight meters before perfectly dispersing the force and stabilizing himself.

Once he had steadied himself, Zhang Yang hurriedly raised a hand toward Dai Mubai. "Dai Laoda, we're all classmates. Let it go."

Tang San also rushed to Dai Mubai's side, reaching out to press down his right hand. His intentions were obvious.

When had Ning Rongrong ever suffered such a loss growing up? She had not expected Dai Mubai to actually dare attack her. Though she was not truly injured, the pain throughout her body told her that it was real. Tears welled in her eyes as she glared fiercely at Dai Mubai, unable to say a word.

Seeing Zhang Yang and Tang San both plead for Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai slowly exhaled. The Soul Power radiating from his body withdrew. "Fine. Zhang Yang, Xiao San, for your sake, I'll spare her this time."

During Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing's 1v1 battle, Dai Mubai had asked Tang San to go easy on her. Therefore, Dai Mubai had to acknowledge Tang San's favor and give him this respect.

As for Zhang Yang, powerful people naturally earned the respect of others.

Dai Mubai cast Ning Rongrong a cold glance. "Remember this. This is not your home. Do not provoke me again. Otherwise, I won't care who you are."

After saying that, he strode into the academy.

"Zhang Yang." Ning Rongrong wiped away the tears in her eyes and suddenly shouted at Zhang Yang behind her, "Help me kill him."

"Hm?" Zhang Yang looked doubtfully at the furious Ning Rongrong, then suddenly reached toward her forehead.

Ning Rongrong felt Zhang Yang's palm briefly touch her forehead before pulling away. Then she heard him mutter, "Strange, no fever? Did she hit her head just now?"

Xiao Wu and Tang San burst out laughing.

"Zhang Yang!!!" Naturally, Ning Rongrong understood what Zhang Yang meant. She shouted angrily, "Don't you like me? Why won't you help me?"

"To be precise, I only liked the version of you that was pretending." Zhang Yang released the arm around Ning Rongrong's waist and gently pushed her back.

"Didn't your family ever tell you how unlikeable your personality is? I'm not a masochist, so why should I make myself suffer?"

"If you insist on acting high and mighty and keep this personality forever, then I suggest you go home. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has plenty of people who can help you, so why insist on making yourself unwelcome here? This is an academy, and we're merely classmates you've known for one day. No one will indulge you."

Having said that, Zhang Yang looked at the others. "Xiao San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, let's go."

Everyone nodded and entered the academy together, leaving Ning Rongrong behind to cry in grievance.

On the way, Zhang Yang put an arm around Oscar's shoulder and said with a smile, "Looks like Ning Rongrong gave you quite a lot of trouble today."

"Her young lady temper is incurable." Oscar nodded.

Zhang Yang sighed. "Her disguise was really convincing before. She fooled everyone. What a fine girl—her background, appearance, temperament, personality, talent... she was almost perfect..."

"It is precisely because she was almost perfect that everyone was deceived. Everyone knows there are no perfect people in this world, yet they still cannot help pursuing perfection." Oscar spoke words filled with philosophy.

"Come to think of it, a Support System Soul Master really isn't suitable for me. But what could I do? I fell in love at first sight with the Ning Rongrong from back then."

Xiao Wu teased from the side, "You mean you were lusting after her looks, Uncle Big Sausage."

Tang San tugged at Xiao Wu's arm. "Xiao Wu."

"Yes, a Support System Soul Master isn't very suitable for you." Zhang Yang nodded. "You're a Food System Soul Master. It would be best to find a Battle Soul Master girlfriend, so someone can protect you."

"Exactly. Support System Soul Masters are far too fragile." Oscar nodded. "Even someone as strong as Teacher Shao Xin, a seventy-first-rank Soul Sage, would have no ability to resist in front of a Battle Soul Master."

Xiao Wu asked curiously, "Do you think Ning Rongrong will leave the academy?"

"If she really leaves just like that, then she wouldn't be Ning Rongrong." Oscar shook his head. "Born into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, praised as a genius since childhood, and proud for so many years—how could she leave in such a sorry state?"

"Just watch. Tomorrow might be quite entertaining." Zhang Yang chuckled.

Xiao Wu looked at him disdainfully. "Zhang Yang, you're really shameless."

Zhang Yang immediately retorted, "I'm flattered, I'm flattered. Wild rabbits have been overpopulating lately, so rabbit meat has gotten much cheaper. I can't compare to you—you're the truly shameless one."

Xiao Wu flew into a rage. "Zhang Yang, I'll fight you!"