Dueling Ma Hongjun

The next day.

Flender taught the three of them.

Flender said to Oscar, "Xiao Ao, go run laps."

Then he looked at Lu Fan and Ma Hongjun. "Xiao Fan, Hong Jun, your Soul Power Levels are about the same. You two will have a real fight."

Lu Fan looked despairing. "No, Dean! He's fire-elemental—he counters me completely. How am I supposed to fight him?"

Ma Hongjun stood beside him, grinning lewdly as he patted Lu Fan's shoulder. "Hehe, I'll go easy on you later."

Flender watched their completely different reactions.

He rolled his eyes at Lu Fan. "Weren't you pretty capable the day before yesterday, brat? You even ran off to the Great Soul Arena by yourself to fight. Have you forgotten everything I told you over the past few months?"

"With this dean watching from the side, do you think either of you will get hurt? Start now!"

Ma Hongjun looked at Lu Fan with an ill-intentioned smile. "Sorry, Brother Fan."

"You always said that whoever's stronger is the brother. Looks like after today, you'll have to call me Brother Jun."

Ma Hongjun was extremely confident.

Martial Soul Possession. A creature resembling both a chicken and a bird, its entire body covered in flames, appeared behind Ma Hongjun.

At the same time, a yellow Spirit Ring descended from above his head.

Lu Fan also completed his Martial Soul Possession.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly. "It's still uncertain who'll win and who'll lose, Fatty. Popping champagne at halftime isn't a good habit."

"What's champagne?"

Ma Hongjun scratched his head. He had never heard the word before.

Lu Fan did not explain. "Beat me, and I'll tell you!"

Lu Fan was also afraid Ma Hongjun would keep him at range with long-distance attacks.

He immediately charged toward Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun smiled slightly at the sight. "Let me show you this young master's first soul skill!"

The Hundred-Year Spirit Ring beneath Ma Hongjun's feet flashed.

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

Then he leaned forward, and the Evil Fire Phoenix behind him shot a beam of flame at Lu Fan.

Seeing this, Lu Fan activated his first soul skill as well.

"First Soul Skill, Singular Velvet Protection."

Phoenix Fire Line was a straight-line attack, so Lu Fan ran diagonally, dodging as he moved and steadily closing the distance with Ma Hongjun.

But how could Ma Hongjun be so easy to deal with?

He turned continuously, spewing flames in Lu Fan's direction.

The closer Lu Fan got, the easier it became for the fire line to hit him.

But if he wanted to win, getting close to Ma Hongjun was his only chance.

"Damn it!"

Lu Fan cursed inwardly and leaped backward.

The closer he got, the greater his chances of being hit.

Even though he had reacted just now, the flames had still grazed him.

The petals of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum caught fire.

With a thought from Lu Fan, the burning portions fell away from his body.

New petals immediately filled the gaps.

Lu Fan stared solemnly at the smug Ma Hongjun.

The corners of Lu Fan's lips rose slightly. "Since I can't get close, I'll wear you down."

"How many times can a level-twelve Soul Master like you use your first soul skill?"

"But my Singular Velvet Protection has almost no consumption at all!"

Lu Fan began changing tactics. Rather than trying to close in, he actively widened the distance.

Ma Hongjun was overjoyed at the sight.

Though it was difficult for him to hit Lu Fan,

at this distance, Lu Fan absolutely could not hit him either.

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

Ma Hongjun continuously unleashed his first soul skill at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan nimbly shifted around, constantly dodging.

Even as he dodged, he did not forget to pick up a few small stones from the ground.

Whenever Ma Hongjun paused, he threw the stones at him, aiming for Ma Hongjun's head.

They were only pebble-sized stones, so there was no need to worry about causing any real injury.

"Ow!"

Ma Hongjun cried out in pain after being struck by a stone, clutching his forehead.

"Brother Fan, you're cheating!"

Lu Fan chuckled. "This is called winning with brains, Fatty."

"Damn it!"

Ma Hongjun was furious and continued using his first soul skill.