I'm Not Convinced, You're Not Fighting Fair

The two arrived outside the dormitory, both brimming with fighting spirit.

Mu En, who had been dozing on his recliner with his eyes closed, sensed another brawl brewing and immediately grew interested. He lifted his eyelids to scan the scene, only to freeze on the spot.

How is it this kid again?

Is he a powder keg?

Didn't he just beat up Huo Yuhao yesterday? He's looking for another fight today?

Is he insane?

Mu En's dim, aged eyes flashed with a moment of dullness; he felt he couldn't quite read Chu Feng.

And then there was Wang Dong. Hadn't this kid just arrived? He seemed as polite as Huo Yuhao—surely a good child. Why was his temper so volatile?

Mu En paused for a second before speaking slowly, "Little ones, you are roommates. If there is a conflict, sit down and resolve it properly. Why be so impatient?"

Seeing that Mu En wasn't asleep, Chu Feng hurried over and laughed, "Old man, you're awake! Perfect, be our referee. I've found this kid Wang Dong annoying from the start. He acts like he's above everyone the moment he walks in—if I didn't know better, I'd think he was my father! If I don't beat him into the dirt today, I'll take your surname!"

Mu En: ?

"You're courting death! What do you mean by that? You were the one who provoked me first!"

"Old man, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Hearing Chu Feng's wild accusations, Wang Dong was so angry his lungs felt like they were about to explode!

He hadn't said a single word upon entering the dorm, yet Chu Feng had provoked him with a string of disgusting conditions. It was clearly Chu Feng's fault, so how did the story change the moment it left his mouth?

As the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, he had every right to be arrogant—it was his birthright!

Yet this piece of trash Chu Feng, who was worth nothing, dared to point fingers at him and now even twisted the truth. It was unforgivable!

Mu En looked at Wang Dong, then at Chu Feng, and was rendered speechless, not knowing how to respond.

Usually, he would just watch the show and never intervene. He had only spoken up because he'd finally found two promising children, but why were these two "powder kegs" only getting more volatile? Something wasn't right.

"Enough talk. Come on. If you can still stand after one minute, I lose." Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.

He had to admit, this feeling of posturing was truly great.

"Trash! I don't even need my Martial Soul to beat you into the ground!" Wang Dong roared in fury!

He was always the one showing off in front of others; how could he stand someone who could out-posture him?

Besides, he was the young master of the Clear Sky Sect and possessed Twin Martial Souls. He was confident he could beat this piece of Shrek trash into the dirt with one hand tied behind his back!

"Fine. Please."

Chu Feng smiled faintly, and two soul rings slowly rose.

One purple—so deep it was nearly black.

One black—so dark it was tinged with red.

"A thousand-year and a ten-thousand-year ring! How is this possible?! You're playing dirty!"

Seeing this, Wang Dong's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.

Even with his Twin Martial Souls and top-tier talent, his second soul ring was only just reaching the purple threshold. Yet this guy's first ring was already purple, and his second was black! How did he do it? This wasn't something a normal person could withstand!

[You have shocked Wang Dong. Obtained permanent buff: Cultivation Speed +100%]

It wasn't just Wang Dong; Mu En, lying on the recliner nearby, sat up abruptly. Had he not been crippled, he likely would have jumped to his feet!

After decades of cultivating his temperament, he was nearly broken today. In his nearly two hundred years of life, he had never seen such a terrifying sight.

The first soul ring was purple—and not just any purple, but a multi-thousand-year ring!

The second was black—and not just any black, but a multi-ten-thousand-year ring!

Is this kid a demon? How on earth did he do it?

Furthermore, while the boy had released his soul rings, Mu En hadn't seen his Martial Soul. He did, however, notice the boy's body tense up sharply when the rings appeared, which left him puzzled.

This kid... what kind of monster is he? No... I must ask Yan Shaozhe what is going on... Mu En forced down his confusion, determined to find Yan Shaozhe tonight to get to the bottom of where this monster Chu Feng had crawled out from. If he was suitable, he could be designated a core disciple early; if he could be taken as a student, even better.

"Radiant Goddess Butterfly!"

Wang Dong no longer dared to be careless and immediately released his Martial Soul.

A pair of blue butterfly wings unfurled instantly. The colors at the tips of the forewings shifted between deep, azure, and light blue, the surface resembling white foam cresting upon a deep blue sea. The white patterns on the wings looked like inlaid jewels, shimmering and mesmerizing.

Following this, two soul rings rose slowly from beneath Wang Dong: one yellow, one purple.

Seeing Wang Dong's Martial Soul and soul ring configuration, Mu En was shocked once more.

"To think it's a top-tier Martial Soul like the Radiant Goddess Butterfly, and with a yellow-purple configuration... This little one is also a monster. This year's students are quite interesting~" Mu En muttered to himself, lost in thought.

"Radiant Goddess Butterfly. Truly easy on the eyes~" Chu Feng looked at the wings behind Wang Dong and nodded, feeling quite satisfied.

She was, after all, the destined wife of the Child of Destiny Huo Yuhao. She was a wealthy, beautiful, and powerful girl with a top-tier Martial Soul—only such a person could match his status.

However, that was as far as it went.

"Glory of the Stars!"

Chu Feng smiled, life and death uncertain, as he directly activated his second soul skill.

The next moment, an intensely brilliant light exploded from before Chu Feng, like a supernova, carrying such scorching radiance that it even eclipsed the sun in the sky.

Where the light shone, an irresistible mental pressure swept outward, covering a radius of over ten meters and perfectly engulfing Wang Dong.

"Ugh--what is this power..."

Feeling this formidable pressure, Wang Dong felt a sharp pain shoot through her brain; her wings trembled incessantly, and she began to sway unsteadily.

"No... I cannot lose... I absolutely cannot lose to him!!"

"Wing Guillotine!!!"

As the female lead, Wang Dong naturally unleashed her inner potential when faced with such a situation.

Her wings instantly fused with her forearms, transforming into a massive guillotine radiating a brilliant golden glow, and she plummeted toward Chu Feng like a meteor.

Chu Feng made no move in response, merely increasing the power of his second soul skill slightly. After all, he did not want to expend too much energy; he had only used half of the skill's potential moments ago, and now he pushed it to twenty percent.

In an instant, an even more powerful mental pressure descended upon Wang Dong...

"Ah--"

Wang Dong let out a miserable cry, feeling an extreme, dizzying pain in her mind as if she had been kicked in the head by a donkey, causing her to lose all sense of direction.

The next moment.

"Swoosh--"

Wang Dong, along with her Wing Guillotine, spun and leaped, crashing straight into the flower bed and carving out a massive crater. She ended up stuck headfirst in the ground, her blue-colored butterfly wings flapping twice before going completely limp.