[Illustration] Teacher Flender's Private Tutoring! Shrek Eats Poop? A Generous Flender!?

The two were laughing and chatting as they arrived at the perimeter of the Soul Fighting Arena.

A few days ago, they could still walk through the main entrance quite openly.

But as the reputation of "Fei Xue" grew with each passing day, the scouts lurking at the entrance increased in number as well.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ling Xiao had been using his methods to provide cover for her every time they entered the arena these past few days.

This time was no exception.

When she stepped out from the shadows of the street corner, a faint mist was already shrouding her body.

Under the cover of this mist, she moved like an invisible person, strolling leisurely into the Soul Fighting Arena amidst countless pairs of eyes scanning back and forth.

"How is it? Have you still not managed to contact that 'Snow Madman'?"

The person in charge of the Soul Fighting Arena was growing anxious.

"Sir! Sir—that Fei Xue has already finished registering and has entered the waiting hall!"

A supervisor as thin as a bamboo pole stepped forward to report.

"Good, good!"

The old man was not the least bit surprised, merely letting out a sigh of relief.

"That master has always been elusive... as long as the person is here, it's fine!"

Soon, Qian Renxue's opponent for the match was revealed.

Skywater Academy, Shui Bing'er!

Inside the waiting hall.

"Hello, I am Shui Bing'er, captain of the Skywater Team from Skywater Academy."

"I have heard much about you and hope we can spar and improve together."

Qian Renxue turned around, and was met with a pair of azure blue eyes.

Behind Shui Bing'er followed seven or eight young girls wearing Skywater Academy uniforms, their curious gazes fixed squarely upon her.

"Hello. Sparring is fine, but on the arena stage, I will not go easy on you."

Qian Renxue was quite surprised; given her current reputation, she hadn't expected anyone to take the initiative to greet her.

However, since the other party was so polite, she couldn't very well keep a cold face.

"That goes without saying; I won't be holding back either."

Shui Bing'er smiled slightly.

Xue Wu, Shui Yue'er, and the others were also observing Qian Renxue with great astonishment.

Earlier, when Shui Bing'er said she wanted to come over and say hello, they had tried to talk her out of it, assuming she would surely be met with a cold shoulder.

They hadn't expected the other party to be nothing like the arrogant and overbearing person described in rumors, and on top of that, she was so handsome, and her voice was so pleasant to hear!

"When you compete, do you really not use your Martial Soul soul skills?"

"We heard you are honing a Self-Created Soul Skill; is that true?"

"And you, every time you place a bet of one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, your family must be very wealthy, right? But how come I've never heard of you?"

Seeing that Qian Renxue was so easy to talk to, Shui Yue'er, Shen Liuyu, and the others couldn't help but pour out all the questions they had been accumulating.

"I do indeed have plans for a Self-Created Soul Skill. As for being very wealthy—that is merely a misunderstanding."

Qian Renxue answered selectively.

Nearby, a group of soul masters watched Qian Renxue surrounded by a bevy of beauties, laughing and chatting, and were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"That pretty boy! He's about to compete and is still flirting around; he's clearly no good!"

Ma Hongjun looked at those long-legged beauties from Skywater Academy, and envy made tears flow from the corners of his mouth.

Dai Mubai was no exception.

Especially when he saw that pair of sisters, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, his thoughts drifted to a certain night.

It wasn't until he felt a bone-chilling coldness that he hurriedly put on a stern face and criticized:

"These two don't look like opponents at all; they look more like accomplices who have colluded with each other."

"I seriously suspect—"

"What do you mean no Martial Soul, no Spirit Ability? It's clearly a fixed match!"

"Don't be so absolute! Even if everyone else is blind, do you think this lady is blind too?"

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Liu Erlong was somewhat displeased.

She had seen Qian Renxue's performance on the arena stage with her own eyes; wasn't this a slap to her face?

"Teacher Erlong, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... I, I..."

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Dai Mubai's forehead.

He had only wanted to find a way to save face, and had spoken without thinking, never expecting to offend this female tyrannosaurus...

He certainly didn't want to be dragged off for a private "make-up lesson"!

"Right, right, right! That's not what Boss Dai meant!"

Oscar hurriedly poked his head out from the side to smooth things over, his face full of fawning smiles as he tried to patch things up.

"Boss Dai's point is that, after so many matches, it's impossible for that kid to have won every single one through his own strength alone.

He must have used some underhanded tricks, just happened to cover them up well."

"Right, right, right! Little Ao is right!"

Dai Mubai said hurriedly, "Teacher Liu Erlong, you'll see in a moment; he definitely isn't throwing the match!"

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

Yu Xiaogang shook his robes, his expression proud as he said, "Let's just watch his performance first. Once I've seen his match, I will surely be able to find his weaknesses and formulate the most detailed plan for you all!"

"Right, right, right, Xiaogang is right!"

"This time I've spent a fortune to find you all a VIP spot; the viewing angle is absolutely top-tier!"

"Let's go, hurry up, the match is about to start—"

"If we go late, someone else will take it!"

Flender looked pained, but the moment he thought about how winning the match would return his investment a thousandfold, he felt it was worth it.

"Headmaster! You're so generous!"

"Long live the Headmaster!"

It was rare to see Flender, that iron rooster, pluck his own feathers, and Oscar and Dai Mubai were moved to tears.

Tang San was also very curious.

Was this guy who had suddenly appeared really as formidable as the rumors claimed?

To defeat an opponent without using a Martial Soul or Spirit Ability—where did this person even come from?

He had no way of knowing.

But perhaps, through the combat techniques and skills displayed, he could use his own knowledge to deduce the opponent's identity and background.

However, his grand ambitions vanished into thin air the moment he stepped into the "VIP viewing spot."

"No... Headmaster, is this the great spot you were talking about? A VIP booth?"

Tang San and the others were on the verge of tears.

"Hmph! A bunch of ungrateful brats!"

Flender scolded them head-on, "Just tell me, is this spot close to the arena or not?"

The group looked at the edge of the arena, which was only a dozen meters away, and nodded painfully:

"Close..."

"And tell me, is this spot spacious or not?"

The group looked over at the ordinary spectator stands in the distance, where there weren't even seats and people were packed like sardines, and nodded again.

It was spacious, alright...

"But Headmaster—you can't make us stand on the outer ledge of a latrine!"

"Anyone who doesn't know would think we're here to steal poop!"

Dai Mubai let out a howl toward the heavens.

Before his voice had even faded, a series of highly inappropriate, continuous, and dull pfft sounds erupted from the latrine stalls behind them.

A thick, pungent stench began to spread, as tangible as a physical force.

The group was so overwhelmed by the stench that they saw stars, nearly passing away on the spot!

Not only did they have to endure the toxic fumes and the harassment of mosquitoes, But more importantly...

There were the scornful gazes cast from the spectator stands not far away.

That was truly enough to make one's heart collapse!

"I pulled strings to get these seats!"

"Otherwise, look at how red-eyed the others are with envy, yet they can't even get up here!"

Flender remained unfazed, continuing to spit as he spoke, "Besides, this is also a test of your physical and mental willpower!"