That day, the Light Dragon rampaged through the Battle Soul Arena.
That day, a torrent of light surged into the heavens.
That day, the students' conventional understanding of combat was overturned.
The battle ended amid the Light Dragon's roar.
The next moment, tsunami-like cheers erupted from the Battle Soul Arena's stands.
"Feng Mei!"
Her azure eyes were filled with that radiant figure, the excitement in them seeming ready to overflow. Gripping Wu Feng's wrist tightly with her delicate hand, Ning Tian spoke with utmost seriousness.
"I have to win him over."
As the young miss of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Tian knew Beibei's identity. He was a descendant of Dragon God Douluo Mu En's branch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yet even such a genius had been beaten into such a sorry state by a boy four or five years younger than him.
If An Zhen's battle with Xu Sanshi had displayed a mysterious strength, like an unfathomable abyss, then this battle against Beibei was the perfect union of violence and aesthetics. He had defeated one of the Outer Court Twin Stars, Thunderbolt Beibei, with absolute power.
"Young Master, but..."
The Red Dragon Girl hesitated. Yet when she saw the excitement on the girl's face, she continued, "One of the clan's hotels in Shrek City was damaged yesterday. The other party has already paid compensation, but since the one responsible was a Shrek Academy student, the manager felt it necessary to report this to you."
"Who?"
A hint of seriousness appeared on her fair, adorably plump cheeks. If An Zhen were to describe it, he would have called it cute. "Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan of the inner court. Young Master, do you know who she rented a room with?"
"An Zhen?"
An absurd thought flashed through Ning Tian's mind.
"That's right, that's right!"
Wu Feng nodded repeatedly.
That pervert absolutely could not be allowed near such a perfect young miss.
"Mm..."
A thoughtful look flickered through the golden-haired girl's eyes.
Had An Zhen already been recruited by another faction?
He hugged his own little loli.
Then a hand suddenly reached over and pushed him away.
"You'd better explain clearly tonight where that scent on you came from!" The fiercely cute girl glared at An Zhen, then dragged the somewhat reluctant loli back to class.
An Zhen:?
Was she that sharp?
It was time for class.
Under the awed gazes of his classmates, An Zhen returned to his seat.
"An Zhen."
The Golden-Haired Young Miss called softly.
"What is it?"
"You didn't come to class yesterday. Are you alright?"
The girl asked with concern.
"Depressed."
The boy slumped over his desk with a dispirited look. "I showed Zhang Lexuan my third soul skill before, and it triggered her inner demon. Then she beat me up."
Ning Tian's eyes lit up.
"Does An Zhen not like Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan?"
"I don't."
An Zhen answered firmly.
He absolutely would not become addicted to that so-called tender embrace!
"Right."
The boy turned his head, his dark eyes looking at Ning Tian. "Ning Tian, do you want to try my third soul skill? It's a dream world that reflects reality. You can cultivate and study inside it at the same time, and it can also reflect inner demons. But now that I'm more practiced, I can control it properly."
Ning Tian:!
"C-can I?"
Her delicate hand brushed a lock of golden hair by her ear. To be honest, Ning Tian was very tempted.
"Of course. We're friends."
An Zhen turned around, startling the Red Dragon Girl, who had leaned forward. The boy smiled at the wary girl, his gaze dropping downward.
Over-the-knee black silk.
"Your legs are great. Wu Feng, want to join us?"
Wu Feng:?
"Pervert!"
Who greeted someone by saying, "Your legs are great"?
"Do you want to join us?"
"Yes!"
"Then after this class, I'll go ask the director for permission."
The golden-haired girl watched silently, a peculiar glint flashing through her eyes. An Zhen and Feng Mei...
Class ended.
An Zhen headed to the Martial Soul Department's Academic Affairs Office.
"Your third soul skill is a dream that reflects reality and reflects inner demons?"
Du Weilun gently adjusted his glasses.
"Yes, Director Du. As an auxiliary-system soul master, I have the ability to assist others in cultivation and study, and cultivation in the dream world is even faster than in reality."
An Zhen's words were utterly sincere. "An ability that originally could only be used by me can now be used by others as well."
"..."
Remembering the Battle Soul Arena grounds that had been plowed over two or three times, Du Weilun was not quite sure how to define the auxiliary-system soul master before him.
"How about finding a classroom so you can try it?"
"Alright."
After leaving the office, the two arrived at Newbie Class One.
"Director Du, what brings you here?"
The white-haired old woman looked at An Zhen and Du Weilun, who had entered after knocking.
An Zhen explained the matter.
"Attending class and cultivating in a dream?"
Zhou Yi looked at the boy before her. Mu Jin had bragged about it many times—the class monitor of Newbie Class Nine cultivated while attending lessons, throwing all the new students into an involution frenzy. She knew about that as well.
"Wang Dong and Huo Yutong are my friends. I'd like to apply on their behalf. This would benefit their growth, so I hope you and Director Du can each experience it."
Wang Dong and Huo Yutong?
Zhou Yi recalled how the two little ones had anxiously come to her the night before last, asking her to help find a student called An Zhen. Then, the following day, the academy had issued a notice—An Zhen had been temporarily taken to the inner court for secluded cultivation.
Those two little ones.
"Alright."
Zhou Yi nodded lightly.
She knew Huo Yutong's situation. She undoubtedly needed this kind of cultivation boost.
The two teachers took turns. One taught at the front while the other entered the dream world.
"Your cultivation is far too much higher than mine, so I can't improve either of your cultivation."
The matter of the NPC dolls could not be exposed. Later, he would have to properly remind Huo Yutong and Wang Dong.
"The dream really is the same as reality." Du Weilun nodded lightly, acknowledging An Zhen's claim. If a soul skill with such an ability had no restrictions whatsoever, that would have been unreasonable.
"Wang Dong! Huo Yutong!"
Zhou Yi called out.
"Here!"
Two figures instantly rose to their feet, standing perfectly straight.
The handsome youth wore a broad smile. He had naturally heard An Zhen's words just now.
"I approve the two of you using An Zhen's dream world to cultivate while attending class." The white-haired old woman disguised as a great beauty wore a stern expression. "However, Wang Dong, if you fail to pay attention in class and don't achieve an excellent result on the final exam, you know the consequences."
"Yes!"
"Is there a limit on the number of people who can enter the dream world?" Du Weilun suddenly asked.
"No, but manifesting cultivation will consume my energy."
Their relationships were merely ordinary. Why would An Zhen go to such trouble to help others?
Du Weilun and An Zhen returned to Newbie Class Nine and explained the matter to Mu Jin. Naturally, Mu Jin agreed to such a thing.
He lay facedown on his desk.
Virtual World.
Purple light lit up.
Like the first two soul skills, the third soul skill could also be used on people in the Virtual World.
One man and four women.
Ah, someone's inner demon had accidentally been reflected!
Hehehe.
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