Why Are Flowers So Red? Version 2.0

Why Are Flowers So Red? Version 2.0

The drowsiness Huo Yuhao had just begun to feel was instantly scattered beyond the clouds by Da Jiangyou's roar.

The other students in the classroom all wore expressions of excitement and anticipation.

Ever since Huo Yuhao's "sneak attack" last time, Da Jiangyou had spent the past two months training with all his might.

Although his Black Rock Rhinoceros Martial Soul was fairly mediocre, at the lower stages of Soul Masters, this kind of high-attack, high-defense Beast Martial Soul provided an extremely noticeable boost to its wielder.

With Da Jiangyou's current Soul Power Cultivation of Level 23, his overall strength ranked around the upper-middle tier of the class.

Moreover, Da Jiangyou had learned from last time's lesson. Before coming to settle the score, he had already secretly circulated Soul Power throughout his body, paying particular attention to protecting his head so he would not be caught off guard again.

He had to wash away the humiliation of being "Eye Bro" today!

Huo Yuhao raised his head and glared at him coldly. "Get lost. Don't provoke me."

With Huo Yuhao's current strength, he truly had no interest in wasting time on a nobody like Da Jiangyou.

But while Huo Yuhao knew his own capabilities well, the other students erupted into an uproar.

In their eyes, Huo Yuhao was nothing more than trash with a somewhat unusual Martial Soul and only Level 11 Soul Power.

Even if his strength had improved somewhat after more than two months of training, he could at most be Level 12 or 13. He was still trash!

Did he really think he had risen up just because he had ambushed Da Jiangyou once?

One had to know that Da Jiangyou's true strength was an entire major realm above his, with a Soul Power Level more than ten levels higher!

"This kid is way too arrogant!"

"Damn, Eye Bro, I'm not trying to stir things up, but this kid obviously doesn't take you seriously! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand it!"

Listening to the surrounding discussion, Da Jiangyou's eyelids twitched, and fury burst across his face.

"You little bastard, you're courting death!"

Da Jiangyou roared, his fists cracking as he clenched them. He was about to give Huo Yuhao a practical lesson.

A cold gleam flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes. "So noisy!"

What he hated most was being disturbed while sleeping!

Bang!

Huo Yuhao swung his palm in a horizontal strike, casually sweeping it toward Da Jiangyou.

Then, amid everyone's stunned expressions, Da Jiangyou's burly body flew backward as though he had been struck by a rampaging Soul Beast!

Crash!

He sent the desks and chairs behind him flying before crashing down amid the mess.

And as if by coincidence, while he was sent flying, his nose slammed hard into the corner of a desk. Just like last time, two streams of vivid red blood shot from his nostrils.

Huo Yuhao froze for a moment. Why was this guy so fragile?

He glanced at his jade-white palm.

Hiss—

This strength seemed even greater than he had imagined.

The others were completely dumbfounded. What the hell just happened!?

Ning Tian shot to her feet in shock, her eyes fixed firmly on Huo Yuhao.

Wu Feng behind her had her mouth wide open, her previously eager expression frozen in place.

Last time, Huo Yuhao had "glared" Da Jiangyou unconscious. This time was even more outrageous—he had knocked Da Jiangyou out with a single slap!

This had nothing to do with his Spiritual Martial Soul. It was a genuine crushing advantage in strength!

What exactly was his Martial Soul!?

The entire classroom was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The familiar sound of high heels striking the floor came from outside the classroom.

Huo Yuhao sighed helplessly.

Well, there goes any chance of sleeping now.

Mu Jin, dressed like a mature urban beauty, walked in from outside.

Seeing the wreckage in the classroom and the students standing as though they had been placed under a paralysis spell, she immediately froze.

"What are you all doing? Hm? Huo Yuhao!?"

Following everyone's gazes, Mu Jin's eyes fell upon the helpless-looking youth, and she cried out in surprise.

Delight appeared on her face as she hurried over to Huo Yuhao in just a few steps.

She grabbed Huo Yuhao and pulled him to his feet, carefully looking him over from head to toe. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and pat her ample chest. "It's good that you're okay. It's good that you're okay."

Then she snapped angrily, "Huo Yuhao, where have you been these past two months!"

At that moment, a helpless reminder came from behind Mu Jin. "Teacher Mu, shouldn't we send Da Jiangyou to the infirmary first?"

"Hm?"

Mu Jin turned around and saw that it was her capable assistant, the class monitor Ning Tian.

At Ning Tian's reminder, Mu Jin finally noticed "Eye Bro," lying amid the desks and chairs.

Seeing Da Jiangyou's miserable state, Mu Jin hurried over to examine him.

A moment later, she let out a soft breath.

Frowning, she asked, "What happened here? How did Da Jiangyou get knocked unconscious?"

Mu Jin subconsciously looked toward Huo Yuhao, then shook her head as though rejecting the thought.

It could not have been him. His Martial Soul was his eyes, while Da Jiangyou had clearly been knocked unconscious by brute force. It was different from the spiritual shock he had suffered last time.

Yet Ning Tian looked at Huo Yuhao with a puzzled expression.

She also wanted to know how Huo Yuhao, whose Martial Soul was clearly a Spiritual Martial Soul, had knocked Da Jiangyou unconscious with one slap.

Even though Da Jiangyou had not possessed his Martial Soul, Huo Yuhao had not seemed to release his Martial Soul either, had he?

Seeing Ning Tian's reaction and the shocked looks of the other students, Mu Jin's body stiffened. She abruptly turned back and stared at Huo Yuhao in disbelief.

"You again?"

Huo Yuhao spread his hands innocently. "Teacher Mu, he tried to bully me again just now. I casually pushed him, and then he started bleeding from the nose and passed out again."

"I guess he might have been staying up late watching inappropriate stuff these days, which made him a little weak."

Mu Jin's mouth twitched, and she shot him a fierce glare.

Yet despite such a ridiculous excuse, the other students began to consider it as if under some strange spell. Could that really be it?

Otherwise, they truly could not understand how a Soul Master with a Spiritual Attribute Martial Soul had slapped a power-attack Soul Grandmaster with Soul Power ten levels above his into unconsciousness.

It was simply too damn fantastical!

Mu Jin took a deep breath.

Looking at the mysterious youth before her, she finally understood why Dean Qian had accepted Huo Yuhao as a Personal Disciple.

This little fellow was far too mysterious!

"Ning Tian, find a few students to take Da Jiangyou to the infirmary. Everyone else, stay in the classroom and study on your own for now."

"Huo Yuhao, come out with me."

After giving the class her instructions, Mu Jin called Huo Yuhao out of the classroom.

With no one else around, Mu Jin walked while gritting her teeth and speaking to Huo Yuhao in a low voice. "You little liar, do you know how badly you've screwed me over during this time!"

Huo Yuhao's heart stirred. "Did the teacher give you trouble?"