Chrysanthemum Douluo's Attention

"I concede..."

The outcome was already abundantly clear.

Dai Mubai could be said to have been completely crushed.

In contrast, Lu Fan had maintained an air of ease and composure from beginning to end.

Seeing Dai Mubai voluntarily concede, Lu Fan retracted his Martial Soul and ceased his assault.

"In our academy, whoever is strongest is the boss. Call me Brother Fan, and Brother Fan won't treat you unfairly."

Lu Fan stepped forward, hooked his arm around Dai Mubai's shoulder, and laughed.

Dai Mubai wore a bitter smile as he replied, "Brother Fan."

Although it was clear that Dai Mubai still felt some resentment in his heart, Lu Fan thought this was only natural.

After all, before coming to Shrek Academy, the man had been a prince.

Now that he had been bullied by a commoner like himself, it was only natural for him to feel unbalanced.

"Hehehe."

Lu Fan chuckled and pointed at Ma Hongjun, saying, "Do you want to go have a match with Fatty?"

Dai Mubai followed the direction of Lu Fan's finger and looked at Ma Hongjun.

He recalled that Ma Hongjun seemed to be only level 19, not even a Soul Grand Master yet.

Hearing his name mentioned, Ma Hongjun also looked toward Lu Fan and Dai Mubai.

When he saw Dai Mubai looking at him, his eyes actually began to sparkle.

Ma Hongjun immediately shouted, "I surrender! I'm not even a Soul Grand Master, how could I possibly win?"

Having won without a fight, Dai Mubai's mood improved significantly.

He then took the initiative to look at Oscar.

Oscar was startled at the sight.

"Why are you looking at me? You aren't planning to fight a Food-system Soul Master like me, are you!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Dai Mubai's face grew even wider.

Won without a fight ×2.

In this academy, aside from a certain monster, he was the strongest.

Thinking this way, the frustration he felt from being suppressed and beaten earlier dissipated quite a bit.

Especially when he considered that if Lu Fan were to become a super expert in the future, as long as he maintained a good relationship with him during his time at the academy, he would likely have a chance to escape his inevitable death.

For a moment, his heart was filled with motivation.

The people at Shrek really didn't know how to teach students.

Theory classes just consisted of letting them read books on their own.

Physical education classes only involved running laps, or at most, running with weights.

Practical combat classes were just them beating each other up.

Although the faculty looked very impressive, their actual teaching level was not even as good as the teachers at a primary Soul Master Academy.

However, for Lu Fan and the others who hadn't really attended school, they naturally couldn't perceive these gaps.

But for the time being, Yu Xiaogang had not yet arrived at Shrek Academy, so their daily training was relatively much easier.

At the very least, there were no absurd requirements like running from dawn until the sun went down.

And most of Lu Fan's spare time was spent holed up in his Flower Sea Cabin.

After all, there were no electronic devices on the Douluo Continent; all forms of entertainment either required risking one's life in battle or spending a large amount of Gold Soul Coins.

Lu Fan wasn't particularly fond of either option.

So, rather than running around the city like a hoodlum, he preferred to stay in his little cabin to cultivate and increase his soul power.

This was also one of the reasons why he was able to improve so quickly.

With the addition of new members, their lives had clearly become much more colorful.

When it comes to close relationships, however, it was clear that Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were the closest, as the two shared the same hobbies.

"What's the point of just rotting away at home cultivating? A Soul Master's cultivation should balance work and rest. Come on, let's take Xiao Ao and head to Suotuo City to have some fun. Don't worry, I'm paying for everything."

Dai Mubai draped an arm over Lu Fan's shoulder, trying to invite him to those places of pleasure to enjoy the local customs of Suotuo City.

"My treat?!"

Hearing that he could get a free ride, Lu Fan felt a bit tempted, but in the end, he still refused.

Although he was only nine years old, after absorbing two soul rings, his height was already approaching 1.7 meters.

While there was still immense room for growth in that department, it wouldn't be impossible to jump into the fray even now.

It was just that Lu Fan still had reservations in his heart, fearing that he might become a ruler who neglects his morning court.

Furthermore, counting both his lives, he was still a young man; he wasn't particularly willing to give his precious first time to women who had gambling fathers, sick mothers, or younger brothers to put through school.

"Ahem, I'm still young. Let's talk about it in a few years."

Lu Fan declined.

Hearing this, Dai Mubai didn't say much more.

This wasn't the first time Lu Fan had refused.

Oscar wasn't keen on going either, so in the end, it was just him and Ma Hongjun heading out together.

"Alright brother, then come join us for a late-night snack in Suotuo City later."

Dai Mubai waved his hand and left.

Lu Fan nodded; a late-night snack was perfectly fine.

Dai Mubai was a genuinely good guy to hang out with; whenever he had something good, he always thought of them and never kept it to himself.

Additionally, Dai Mubai had once invited Lu Fan to participate in a Two-on-Two Soul Fight with him.

Lu Fan had agreed to that, as one of them focused on defense and the other on offense, which was a perfect match.

Moreover, both of them held high levels within the Soul Grand Master stage.

As for how to hide his soul rings, it would naturally be done as he had thought before: by activating his soul skills in the unseen passageways before the match began.

The Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City didn't really care about such minor tricks.

However, news regarding Lu Fan eventually reached Martial Soul Hall, and a secret letter was delivered into the hands of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

"Oh? A high-level Soul Grand Master under ten years old, with a mutated chrysanthemum martial soul, shining brightly at the Great Soul Arena. Interesting."

Yue Guan pinched his orchid fingers, smiling as he read the intelligence in the letter.

"The people below are truly bold; such a genius appeared, yet we didn't have a shred of information about it until now."

"It took a full three or four years to receive word only because the other party started to stand out."

A flash of killing intent crossed Yue Guan's eyes.

If he had received this intelligence earlier, he might have taken the child as his disciple the moment he awakened his martial soul.

His own martial soul was also a chrysanthemum, and it was only later, after obtaining some fortuitous encounters, that it transformed into the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

Having discovered a little genius with a chrysanthemum martial soul, he felt a sudden stir of appreciation for talent.

Moreover, he held a sliver of expectation in his heart.

If the other party's martial soul was a mutated chrysanthemum, then it wasn't just an ordinary one.

Furthermore, the report stated that the petals were purple.

This was a characteristic of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

For a moment, he couldn't help but start to look forward to it—what if the other party's martial soul really was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum?

In that case, even if he, a level 95 Title Douluo powerhouse, had to lower his pride and beg, he would insist that the other party become his disciple.

If he alone was not enough, then—

Yue Guan's gaze shifted toward the shadows at his side.

"Are you planning to recruit him?"

From the shadows nearby, a dark figure appeared in the hall without a sound.

It was none other than Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei.

Yue Guan shook his head upon hearing this and said, "No rush. The boy is currently attending a wild academy near Suotuo City that isn't even recognized by the empire. Once we finish the Pope's mission, we can just stop by to take a look on our way."

Seeing this, Gui Mei nodded without saying anything further.

He was not a man of many words.

"However, that child seems to have some sort of physical defect."