"Without rules, there can be no order." Wang Dong cleared her throat, stood in front of Lin Feng's bed, and said solemnly.
"Just get to the point." Lin Feng sat down on the edge of his bed.
"For us to get along peacefully from now on, I've made a few dorm rules. You have to follow them."
"First, don't bring people back to the dorm whenever you feel like it. Boys aren't allowed, and girls are even more forbidden."
"Second, no walking around the dorm naked. That goes for your upper body, too."
"Third, no snoring. Not even during afternoon naps. Otherwise, I'll stuff your mouth with my socks."
"Fourth, don't bother me when I'm reading."
"Fifth, don't touch my bed. I'll clean my own area when we tidy up."
"Hold on... Are you done yet? My head's spinning from listening to all that." Lin Feng's eyebrows twitched. This little girl had way too many rules.
If he hadn't been doing so much physical training lately, leaving him a little drained, and if the back-and-forth trips weren't such a hassle, he'd have gone back to live with Ma Xiaotao long ago.
"What's the rush? Those are just the first five..."
"I can't follow the second and third rules." Lin Feng cut her off without hesitation, his tone even carrying a lazy hint of provocation. "Besides, at Shrek, strength comes first. You're so weak. Why should I listen to you?"
"Who are you calling weak?!" Wang Dong's gaze sharpened, and her temper flared instantly.
Before the words had even left her mouth, a yellow and a purple Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet. She released her terrifying aura without the slightest restraint, and the air in the dorm seemed to freeze.
Even in Class One, Zhou Yi wouldn't dare show Wang Dong such open disrespect to her face.
A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Feng's eyes.
Her Second Soul Ring was actually a thousand-year one. Across all of Shrek, there probably weren't five people like that. This little girl really did have something to be proud of.
"Interesting." His lips curved as he slowly stood from the edge of the bed. "But there's always a sky beyond the sky, and someone stronger beyond every strong person."
As Lin Feng rose, three Soul Rings appeared one after another: yellow, purple, and black.
When the deep black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up, an aura far heavier and more immense than Wang Dong's spread through the room, firmly overpowering hers.
Ever since his head-on clash with Zhou Yi, Lin Feng had been keeping a much lower profile. He no longer casually revealed his three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.
A tree that stood out in the forest would be battered by the wind. Countless prodigies had fallen before they could grow up. He understood that well.
Yan Shaozhe had announced early on that Lin Feng was his personal disciple. It was partly to deter certain scheming old fossils, and partly to stir up the competitive spirit of his peers and temper him, this uncut jade.
Even so, there were still fools like Zhou Yi who didn't know how to read the room.
So it was best to keep a low profile, within reason. Keep too low a profile, and people would just take advantage.
He looked at Wang Dong. Her aura was fierce, but her eyes were as still as a deep pool. "So, do you still want to talk about rules? I don't even need to use my Martial Soul to deal with you."
"Then I won't use mine, either." Wang Dong's gaze swept over the deep black Soul Ring, and surprise flashed in her eyes, but stubbornness quickly smothered it. "If you've got the guts, let's fight hand to hand."
"Sure. I'll stand right here and let you hit me. If I move a single step, I lose." Lin Feng grinned and planted himself in place.
This little girl was probably just like Ning Tian, some sect's treasured darling, spoiled into being so arrogant. She needed to be taught a lesson.
"Don't get too full of yourself. Take this!"
Before her words had even faded, Wang Dong sprang into motion. She dashed in close, her fist cutting through the air as it shot straight for his face.
A shallow footprint had been left where she'd stood, showing just how much force she'd put into her first step. But to Lin Feng, it was nothing.
"Easy. Don't damage the academy's property. You'll have to pay for it."
Lin Feng chuckled and casually raised a hand, catching her powerful punch with ease.
"Cheap shot? That's unsportsmanlike!"
Wang Dong's knee shot up in a swift strike, aimed straight at Lin Feng's lower body, but he stopped it firmly with one palm.
Her strength and speed were both far beyond those of ordinary Soul Grandmasters her age, and she was even on par with Lao Bei back when he was a Soul Elder.
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback. He'd underestimated the little girl earlier, thinking that, like the Light Goddess Butterfly, her looks outweighed her fighting ability.
Then came a flurry of punches, elbows, and kicks, attacking from all kinds of tricky angles, swift as the wind.
But Lin Feng remained rooted to the spot, countering each move and effortlessly deflecting them all.
By now, Wang Dong was growing more and more shocked. Lin Feng's defense was watertight.
She'd been learning the Clear Sky Sect's physical combat techniques since childhood and had already made considerable progress. On top of that, she possessed the ultimate strength bestowed by the Clear Sky Hammer, the world's strongest tool-type Martial Soul.
In terms of speed, strength, and fighting technique, she far surpassed the genius Soul Masters her age.
Lin Feng, meanwhile, was starting to slack off a little. After all, he could only defend passively and couldn't attack.
This little girl... Her kicks are pretty, though—long and powerful, rising and falling like a whip. Perfect for... stomping grapes.
Just as his attention wandered, Wang Dong's fierce roundhouse kick came slicing through the air, sweeping toward the left side of his head.
"Had enough?!"
Lin Feng roared. This time, he stopped simply blocking. His hand shot out like lightning and caught her slender ankle with perfect precision.
At such close range—
He couldn't help thinking of a fierce tiger who still stopped to sniff a rose.
A soft, yielding touch came through the thin cotton sock. Too bad it wasn't silk; that would've felt even better.
The little girl ran laps every day, and she'd only just finished moving her luggage...
Yet her little foot carried only the faintest trace of sweat, along with a clear, crisp scent that was uniquely hers.
Still, Soul Masters could use Soul Power to kill bacteria and remove odors. It probably wasn't anything unusual...
"Pervert! Let go!" Wang Dong was both embarrassed and furious as she struggled with all her might.
Lin Feng released her hand, and she immediately lost her balance and toppled backward.
He stepped forward at once and swept an arm around her, catching Wang Dong securely in his embrace.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere shifted...
"Let go! I can fly!" Wang Dong had recovered by now, her ears bright red as she struggled to get up.
Lin Feng let go. Butterfly wings unfurled behind Wang Dong in an instant, scattering shimmering motes of light. She used their lift to land lightly on her feet and steady herself.
"You moved," she declared, lifting her chin as a sly glint appeared in her eyes. "You lose."
"Hey, I was saving you." Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.
"All's fair in war. Who asked you to catch me? I can fly on my own. I wouldn't have fallen."
"Fine, fine." Seeing how pleased with herself she looked, Lin Feng could only smile and shake his head. "I lose. I'll do my best to follow the dorm rules. Happy now?"
"You'd better remember all five rules. But the third one... I'll suspend it for now. We've been doing lots of physical training lately, so snoring is normal."
"I bet you're the one who snores."
"Good. Then you know," Wang Dong said, the tips of her ears turning red as she glared at him, trying to sound tough. "Don't tell anyone. I don't want to ruin my reputation. Or else..."
"Sure, sure."
Lin Feng really was a little sleepy, and he couldn't be bothered to keep arguing with this little princess.
He had classes tomorrow, and he still had to give Ning Tian and Wu Feng Fire Lotus Acupuncture that evening... He flopped onto the bed, his voice gradually trailing off.
"You're actually going to sleep without taking a bath? Unbelievable!"
"You're not sleeping with me, anyway. I'll take one when I wake up in the middle of the night..."
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