Huo Yuhao spoke, his killing intent palpable.
"You said it was up to you whether to use Soul Skills, and I admit that with them, I'd basically have no chance against you. But I held back just now, too."
As he spoke, Huo Yuhao swiftly drew the White Tiger Dagger and plunged it into the ground beside Wang Dong's ear. Its icy edge grazed Wang Dong's cheek, making her shiver.
Wang Dong pushed Huo Yuhao away and said with a hint of arrogance, "Fine, I'll count this one as my loss. But—"
She turned to Lin Yun, pointed at him, and said, "Since we're already fighting today and I'm having fun, I'll have a match with you, too."
Lin Yun rubbed his head and looked at Wang Dong. "Hang on, I'm not your roommate. Why are you picking on me?"
Wang Dong rolled her wrist. "I'm having a blast fighting. Do you dare take me on?"
As she spoke, a pair of dazzling butterfly wings spread from Wang Dong's back, and two Soul Rings, one yellow and one purple, appeared beneath her feet.
Lin Yun sighed helplessly and stepped forward. A pair of enormous bone wings unfurled behind him, then quickly folded in against his back.
Even folded, his bone wings were much larger than the wings of Wang Dong's Light Goddess Butterfly. Wang Dong couldn't help clicking her tongue.
"So big."
At Wang Dong's exclamation, Lin Yun raised a hand and said, "You and Huo Yuhao fought without using your Martial Souls. I'm not arrogant enough to do that, but I can at least avoid using my thousand-year Soul Skill."
Lin Yun reached out toward Wang Dong and slowly walked over.
Watching Lin Yun approach with steady, unhurried steps, Wang Dong suddenly felt a trace of fear. She couldn't even bring herself to talk tough.
Not only did she fail to threaten him, she immediately hopped into the air, taking flight as the pair of dazzling wings beat behind her.
As Lin Yun continued his measured approach, Wang Dong's lack of combat experience got the better of her. She had no patience to wait for him to make a move and find his weakness, so she attacked first.
"First Soul Skill, Flank Guillotine!"
A pale golden blade of light formed along Wang Dong's arm and slashed toward Lin Yun's chest.
Wang Dong's first two Soul Skills were a textbook Power Attack System setup: one for close combat and one for long range. As she put it, she could both fly and fight, giving her the ability to control the battlefield in a fight between Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters.
Unfortunately for her, she'd run into Lin Yun, a stat monster who was even more overpowered.
Just as Wang Dong's Flank Guillotine was about to strike Lin Yun's chest, he caught it firmly in his hand, which was clad in the Skeletal Bone Dragon Martial Soul.
After all, it wasn't a Martial Soul native to Douluo Continent, so it didn't need to occupy a Soul Ring slot to strengthen itself. A bony dragon claw appeared on Lin Yun's hand, and he immediately seized Wang Dong's wrist while she was still in flight.
Lin Yun yanked Wang Dong off course and sent her flying. She broke out in a cold sweat. Once she steadied herself, she no longer dared to underestimate him and came to a halt in front of him.
She spread her arms. Golden light shimmered across her jewel-like wings, gathering into a ball of light in midair.
"Second Soul Skill, Light of the Butterfly God!"
At last, Lin Yun used his first Soul Skill as well: Breath of the Underworld Lord.
The green dragon breath clashed with Wang Dong's golden Light of the Butterfly God. In an instant, the golden light was driven back like the tide ebbing from shore.
Wang Dong was completely out of options and retreated at once.
Lin Yun withdrew his Soul Skill and Martial Soul together, then yawned. "That's enough, right? I've experienced both your Soul Skills, and Huo Yuhao saw it all, too. So you two can stop putting on airs with each other. Just settle down and study here. The dorm is a place to sleep."
Wang Dong nodded. Huo Yuhao agreed wholeheartedly and added, "And to cultivate in peace."
When Wang Dong heard that, a trace of disdain crossed her face. Lin Yun simply smiled and waved a hand.
"Now that we've cleared the air, we can put this behind us. I'm going to check the class assignments. Are you two interested?"
Huo Yuhao immediately agreed. Wang Dong hesitated, then went to stand on Lin Yun's other side.
Mu En stood behind the three of them, watching their backs with satisfaction as he stroked his beard. In his mind, the three pieces of Shrek's future had already fallen into place.
By the looks of it, the Shrek in his hands might even be the weakest Shrek of the next two hundred years.
Lin Yun, meanwhile, wasn't nearly so cheerful. After all, he knew Wang Dong's true identity. He sympathized with what she'd been through, but he didn't think he had the power to interfere with her current situation.
Lin Yun looked up at the still-blue sky, calm and windless, and quietly weighed things over. Perhaps, at this point in time, Tang San wasn't as ridiculous as those Douluo fanfics made him out to be.
If he really had the ability to keep tabs on the lower realm around the clock, there'd have been no need to plant so many hidden agents to patch things up for the future.
Lin Yun even dared to guess that Tang San was absent most of the time. It was possible he hadn't started watching everything until after Huo Yuhao first visited the Clear Sky Sect.
Otherwise, there was no explaining how a sect slave as old-fashioned as Tang San could let two Soul Beasts become his daughter's fathers.
Even the God of Destruction was only allowed to be an uncle, yet these two had become her first and second dads. No matter how he looked at it, something was off.
At least he could confirm that approaching Wang Dong hadn't triggered any instant-death rule. It was safe to interact with her normally.
At Shrek Academy, by the Outer Court bulletin board.
Lin Yun prayed silently. Any class was fine, as long as he wasn't put in that old witch Zhou Yi's class.
"Lin Yun, Class One, Year One... Brother Yun, why are you blinking at the board over and over?"
Huo Yuhao read the notice on the bulletin board, then glanced at Lin Yun, who was trying to rearrange it. He asked in confusion.
Lin Yun stopped blinking and sighed.
"It's nothing. Some sand got in my eyes, so I couldn't see clearly. I was just blinking to squeeze it out."
Wang Dong immediately leaned close to Lin Yun, teasing him. "Want me to blow it out for you?"
Lin Yun quickly dodged, pretending he didn't know Wang Dong was a girl. "Don't even think about it. With your hairy legs and seven feet of burly-man swagger, you'd blow my eyes clean out."
Wang Dong immediately jabbed Lin Yun with her elbow and said with a trace of disdain, "You really are blind. I—I'd fit right in with a crowd of women. And you call me something so nasty."
Lin Yun smiled, not taking any of Wang Dong's words to heart. His attention was fixed on the class list.
Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi—you old witch of Shrek's teaching staff. Now that I've landed in your hands, it looks like I'm in for a rough time...
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