Stop! You Two, Please Don't Fight Anymore

"How about it? Do you admit defeat?" Chu Feng walked up, pulled Wang Dong out of the mud with one hand, and asked with a beaming smile.

"Ptooey! Dream on! You bastard! You have no honor! I refuse to accept this!" Wang Dong spat out a mouthful of mud, gritted her teeth, and glared viciously at Chu Feng.

That bastard Chu Feng had obviously been playing the pig to eat the tiger. This had all been her opponent's trap!

She would never accept Chu Feng's terms. She was the young master of the Clear Sky Sect! How could she become the lackey of a shameless guy like him? It would be worse than being killed!

"What, can't handle losing?"

"Weren't you acting all high and mighty before? Now that you've lost, you're starting to weasel out of it?"

Chu Feng held Wang Dong's slender, fair ankle and gave her a shake in midair, his eyes full of mockery.

"You ambushed me! If you've got the guts, don't use mental attacks. If you're a man, fight me fair and square! I absolutely won't lose to you!" Wang Dong felt the warmth of his hand against her ankle, and her face flushed crimson. She had let such a detestable guy touch her ankle. It was just... so embarrassing...

"If this had happened outside, you'd already be dead. You wouldn't have gotten a chance to take it back."

"But since you're asking to get beaten again, I'll grant your wish~"

"I just won't use mental attacks."

Chu Feng smiled faintly and tossed Wang Dong aside.

Using his first and second Soul Skills against a little rookie like Wang Dong really was a bit much. He had made a little progress cultivating the Mystic Ice Art last night, so it would be nice to test how powerful it was.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

"Fine! You said it!"

Wang Dong scrambled to her feet and spat out the mud in her mouth. Her delicate little face was filthy and furious, but inside, she was grinning from ear to ear.

She admitted Chu Feng was strong, but without Soul Rings, she was confident she could beat him until he was on his knees calling her Dad!

Mu En glanced at Chu Feng and furrowed his brow, thinking he was being a little overconfident. The speed and strength Chu Feng had displayed when he defeated Huo Yuhao yesterday were impressive, more than enough to deal with an ordinary Soul Grandmaster. But against Wang Dong, who possessed the top-tier offensive Beast Martial Soul, the Light Goddess Butterfly...

Chu Feng was very likely to take a fall.

Wang Dong stopped holding back and immediately used the second Soul Skill of her Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

"Light of the Butterfly God!"

The golden patterns on the butterfly wings behind her blazed with dazzling light. The next moment, tiny orbs of light coalesced and shot toward Chu Feng. Each orb carried terrifying Soul Power, enough to make anyone tremble.

Seeing this, Chu Feng didn't panic in the slightest.

He casually waved his hand, and Soul Power surged through his body, condensing into a long whip that radiated bone-chilling cold.

The whip was ice blue from end to end and more than four meters long. A faint chill emanated from it, making the surrounding air drop several degrees in an instant.

This was the result of Chu Feng spending the whole night cultivating the Mystic Ice Art. It could convert the attribute-less Soul Power in his body directly into ice-attribute Soul Power, which he could shape into all kinds of weapons. It went far beyond the scope of Soul Skills and was a whole tier above even Self-Created Soul Skills.

That was the power of cultivation arts: they completely overturned the world's cultivation system. There was no need for flashy Martial Souls at all.

As one orb after another, each carrying terrifying Soul Power, hurtled toward him, Chu Feng merely flicked his wrist.

"Crack—"

The whip in his hand sprang like a vicious ice serpent. Its tip instantly broke the sound barrier, unleashing a terrifying boom as it struck one of the airborne orbs with pinpoint accuracy.

"Boom~~"

The orb couldn't withstand the terrifying force and exploded on the spot.

But Chu Feng's movements didn't stop. He swiftly lashed the Ice Whip again and again—Lightning Five-Fold Whip!

"Crack-crack-crack-crack—"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—"

Chu Feng's hands moved so fast they left afterimages. Every lash smashed one of Wang Dong's light orbs.

Since Chu Feng was using a cultivation art, and not some flashy skills, forming the Ice Whip consumed less than one percent of his Soul Power. His stamina was practically limitless, too. He could keep this up for seven days and seven nights without a problem. He was all about endurance.

Wang Dong, on the other hand, had only kept it up for a short while before fine beads of sweat appeared across her forehead. Clearly, it was taking a tremendous toll.

But this was a battle for her dignity. She couldn't admit defeat, or she'd become Chu Feng's servant. That was a humiliation she couldn't endure. Wang Dong would rather die than submit!

"Stop!"

"You two, don't fight anymore!"

"Please, I'm begging you, don't fight anymore!"

Just then, a clear, lark-like voice rang out from nearby.

Chu Feng turned to look and saw a petite girl in a new student's uniform, with delicate skin, who had somehow wandered into the battlefield and was trying to break up the fight.

Her gaze darted between Chu Feng and Wang Dong. She looked anxious and wanted to intervene, but had no idea how. She stamped her feet in a panic, looking rather cute.

Although Chu Feng had read the original story, he didn't recognize the girl without knowing her name. She looked unremarkable, with neither height nor figure to speak of, though her face was quite delicate. But her twin tails bounced up and down as she hopped around, making it hard not to let one's imagination run wild.

"Get lost. This is none of your business!" Wang Dong glanced at her and snapped coldly, clearly displeased.

This was a fight between her and Chu Feng. Why was this unremarkable little girl butting in? She looked so delicate and weak—what if she got hurt by accident?

Chu Feng, however, reacted completely differently. He knew about his own luck and Wang Dong's heroine's fortune. Anyone drawn to their fight was definitely no ordinary person.

Chu Feng guessed that this little girl might be Xiao Xiao, who also had Twin Martial Souls! She was one of the new generation of the Shrek Seven Devils in the original story, an important female supporting character with extraordinary fortune as well.

With that thought, Chu Feng looked at the girl and said with a smile, "Classmate, my opponent is too weak. If you can help her beat me, then this fight should be able to stop."

"Huh?"

The little girl was stunned. What kind of person was this? Did he really have to humiliate someone so cruelly?

"Get out of here! I don't need your help! I'll never lose to him!" Wang Dong was already furious, and she unleashed a torrent of abuse on the little girl who had kindly tried to break up the fight.

Besides, what did he mean, she was too weak?

Wang Dong had the strongest Beast Martial Soul. She would never lose!

And she didn't need anyone's help!

"What's wrong with you? I was only trying to help, and you..." The little girl had been scolded, and her lips puckered as she looked aggrieved.

She had tried to break up the fight out of kindness. She could understand if they didn't appreciate it, but why did they have to yell at her... What a waste of such a handsome face...

The little girl looked at Wang Dong's fair, handsome face, and her own cheeks turned pink. She had never seen such a beautiful boy before.

Not only was the pink-and-blue-haired boy good-looking, but the boy across from her, who looked so relaxed with an Ice Whip in hand, was incredibly cool too. She could even sense a unique charm about him...

Both boys were so handsome and captivating. She couldn't decide which one to help...