First Battle with Wang Dong

"No rules, no order." Wang Dong cleared his throat, stood before Lin Feng's bed, and spoke with a stern expression.

"Say what you have to say." Lin Feng sat on the edge of his bed.

"For the sake of our future harmony, I have set a few dormitory rules that you must follow."

"First, you are not allowed to bring people into the dorm, boys are forbidden, and girls even more so."

"Second, you are not allowed to be shirtless in the dorm, not even just the upper half."

"Third, you are not allowed to snore, not even during naps, or I will stuff your mouth with socks."

"Fourth, you are not allowed to disturb me while I am reading."

"Fifth, you are not allowed to touch my bed; I will clean my own area myself."

"Stop, stop... are you done yet? My head is spinning from your nagging." Lin Feng felt his brow twitch; this little girl had far too many rules.

If it weren't for the heavy physical training lately leaving him drained, combined with the exhaustion of running back and forth, he would have long since returned to live at Ma Xiaotao's place.

"What's the rush? For now, there are only these five..."

"I can't do the second and third ones." Lin Feng interrupted bluntly, even carrying a hint of lazy provocation. "Besides, Shrek values strength above all else. You're so weak, why should I listen to you?"

"Who are you calling weak?!" Wang Dong's gaze sharpened, her temper instantly ignited.

Before the words had even faded, one yellow and one purple Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet. A terrifying aura was released without restraint, and the air inside the dormitory seemed to freeze.

One had to know that even in Class One, not even Zhou Yi dared to slight her so openly to her face.

A flash of surprise crossed Lin Feng's eyes.

Her second Soul Ring was actually at the terrifying thousand-year level; looking across Shrek, one would be hard-pressed to find five such individuals. This little girl truly had the capital to be proud.

"Interesting." The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he slowly stood up from the bed. "But do you know that there is always a heaven beyond heaven, and people beyond people?"

Following Lin Feng's movement as he rose, one yellow, one purple, and one black Soul Ring appeared one by one.

When that deep, black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring lit up, an aura far heavier and more majestic than Wang Dong's permeated the room, steadily suppressing her presence.

Since that direct confrontation with Zhou Yi, Lin Feng had restrained himself significantly, no longer easily revealing his configuration of three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings.

A tree standing tall in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; he understood the principle that many geniuses fall before they can even grow.

Yan Shaozhe had announced his status as a personal disciple early on, partly to deter certain old fogies with ulterior motives, and partly to stir up the competitive spirit of his peers to properly polish him like a piece of raw jade.

Even so, there were still blockheads like Zhou Yi who didn't know the situation.

Therefore, it was better to be appropriately low-key—though being too low-key wouldn't do either, or else people would just walk all over him.

He looked at Wang Dong; though his aura was imposing, his eyes were as calm as a deep pool. "Now, do you still want to talk about rules? To deal with you, I don't even need to use my Martial Soul."

"Then I won't use mine either." Wang Dong's gaze swept over that deep black Soul Ring, a flash of shock in her eyes, which was immediately suppressed by stubbornness. "If you have the ability, let's spar in physical combat."

"Fine, I'll stand right here and let you hit me. If I move even an inch, I lose." Lin Feng laughed and simply stood there.

This little girl was likely just like Ning Tian, a pampered pearl from some sect, which was why she had developed such arrogance; she needed to be reined in.

"Don't get too cocky, take this!"

Before the words were finished, Wang Dong moved, closing the distance in a flash. Her fist was sharp and fierce, striking straight for his face.

The spot where she had just been standing left a shallow footprint, showing just how much power was in that initial step, but to Lin Feng, it was nothing.

"Easy now, don't destroy the academy's public property; you'll have to pay for it."

Lin Feng chuckled, raising a hand to catch her fierce fist steadily.

"Playing dirty? You have no martial virtue!"

Wang Dong's knee strike came in swiftly, aiming straight for Lin Feng's vitals, only to be firmly blocked by his palm.

Her strength, speed, and technique were far beyond the average Soul Grand Master of her age, not even losing to Lao Bei when he was a Soul Elder.

Lin Feng felt a flicker of surprise; he had underestimated this little girl earlier, thinking she was like the Radiant Goddess Butterfly—all looks and no substance.

Following that, fists, elbows, and legs attacked from various tricky angles, as swift as the wind.

Yet Lin Feng remained standing in place, parrying every move and neutralizing them one by one.

Wang Dong grew more alarmed as the fight went on; Lin Feng's defense was airtight.

One had to know that she had studied the physical arts of the Clear Sky Sect since childhood and had already achieved some success, bolstered by the extreme power of the world's number one tool Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

By all accounts, her speed, strength, and technique far exceeded those of genius Soul Masters her age.

Lin Feng began to grow a bit lax, as he could only defend passively and couldn't launch an attack.

This little girl... her leg technique was quite beautiful; long and powerful, rising and falling like a whip, very suitable for... suitable for crushing grapes.

While he was distracted, Wang Dong's sharp whip kick broke through the air, sweeping straight toward the left side of his head.

"Have you had enough?!"

Lin Feng roared. This time, he didn't just block; he struck like lightning, precisely grabbing her slender ankle.

At such close proximity.

He couldn't help but feel like a tiger with a rose.

The soft, yielding sensation came through the thin cotton socks, though silk would have felt even better.

Even though this little lass ran laps every day, and had only recently finished moving her luggage...

Her little feet only carried a faint scent of sweat, along with a unique, crisp fragrance that belonged only to her.

But it wasn't exactly news that soul masters could use soul power to sterilize and deodorize...

"Pervert! Let go!" Wang Dong said, both embarrassed and angry, struggling with all her might.

Lin Feng loosened his grip, and she immediately lost her balance, falling backward.

He then stepped forward, wrapped an arm around her, and caught Wang Dong steadily in his embrace.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere shifted slightly...

"Let go! I can fly!" Wang Dong, having recovered, her earlobes already flushed red, struggled to get up.

Lin Feng immediately let go. Butterfly wings instantly unfurled behind her, scattering light dust as she lightly landed, steadying herself.

"You moved," she said, tilting her chin up, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes, "You lost."

"Hey, I was just saving you," Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.

"All's fair in war. Who asked you to help? I can fly myself, I wasn't going to fall."

"Alright, alright," Lin Feng looked at her smug expression and finally shook his head with a smile, "I lost. The dormitory rules... I'll try my best to follow them, is that okay?"

"Remember all five dormitory rules. But the third one... is temporarily canceled. There's been a lot of physical training lately, so snoring is normal."

"I think you snore yourself?"

"You know it then," Wang Dong's ear tips turned slightly red, but she glared at him defiantly, "Don't you dare tell anyone, or you'll ruin my reputation. Otherwise..."

"Okay, okay."

Lin Feng was genuinely sleepy and couldn't be bothered to argue with this little ancestor anymore.

There were classes tomorrow, and he still had to perform Fire Lotus Acupuncture for Ning Tian and Wu Feng tonight... He flopped onto the bed, his voice gradually fading.

"You're going to sleep without even showering? Unbelievable!"

"You're not sleeping with me, I'll wash up later when I wake up in the middle of the night..."