We Are the Star Beasts

"After absorbing the Beauty Badge, my soul power has increased significantly, reaching about level fourteen, but my spiritual power hasn't improved."

"That means I can unleash the Pure Beauty Light against soul masters with spiritual power no higher than 130, and the success rate should be quite high."

"However, it depends on the degree of praise and the other party's level of acceptance."

"That's pretty good."

"I'll call my first soul skill Pure Beauty Light."

Li Luo was very satisfied with the ability gained after absorbing the Beauty Badge.

Suddenly, a fluffy Na'er bumped into the room. She wasn't even wearing shoes, her fair, delicate feet bare.

"Brother, I didn't mean to peek." Na'er looked a bit embarrassed.

When she was peeking just now, she had been so focused on leaning against the door that she hadn't paid attention and accidentally pushed it open.

Then, she had tumbled right inside.

Na'er pouted, "It's all because Brother smells so good that I ended up like this."

"Did I disturb you, Brother?"

However, Li Luo didn't answer Na'er's question.

Instead, he offered a sincere compliment.

"This beautiful girl, please allow me to sincerely praise you; you are like a flower on a winter snowfield..."

"Huh???"

Na'er looked confused. Why was her brother praising her without any warning, and so cheesily at that?

Did something go wrong while absorbing the soul spirit?

Na'er anxiously stepped forward and placed her small hand on Li Luo's forehead, "Brother, don't scare me."

"Wuwuwu, Na'er won't peek at Brother ever again."

"Please get better soon, Brother."

Li Luo's composure instantly shattered; his first attempt at using Pure Beauty Light ended in failure.

It definitely wasn't that his praise was wrong.

It was that Na'er's spiritual power far exceeded his own.

That had to be it.

The Silver Dragon King was truly terrifying.

"Na'er, don't worry. Brother has successfully finished absorbing the soul spirit; there's nothing wrong with my body," Li Luo explained. "I was just trying to test the soul skill I obtained."

Na'er looked a bit suspicious, but this was her brother—whatever he said, it had to be true.

"Okay, as long as Brother is fine, otherwise Na'er would be worried."

"I'm really fine. Go to sleep, Na'er."

"Mm-hmm~ Goodnight, Brother~"

"Goodnight, Na'er~"

The night passed without incident.

Time slipped away quietly.

Dawn broke once again.

After finishing breakfast, Li Luo shouldered his bag and headed to school.

Na'er saw him off at the door.

Watching his retreating figure, she couldn't help but whisper, "Brother must have forgotten that I have a match today. He probably won't come to watch me."

A flicker of disappointment crossed Na'er's eyes.

Soon, she cheered herself up again, "Brother didn't do it on purpose. He has to go to school; he has important things to do."

"I must be understanding of Brother."

"I even told him before not to come watch my match, that school is more important."

"Yes, Na'er isn't that important..."

Li Luo had no idea that Na'er was feeling a bit sad back home. He was calculating in his mind, "Na'er's match is at two-thirty in the afternoon, held at the Blacksmith Association next to the Spirit Pagoda."

"The distance from Red Mountain Academy to the Blacksmith Association isn't far."

"I can go after eating lunch."

"I'll give Na'er a surprise."

Lost in thought, Li Luo arrived at Red Mountain Academy. It was the same gate, and there was Tang Wulin.

"Brother Luo, morning!"

Tang Wulin trotted over, "Freshly fried dough sticks. Want one, Brother Luo?"

"Thank you, classmate Wulin. I'm already full," Li Luo politely declined.

Tang Wulin felt a slight pang of disappointment; Brother Luo was still the same, refusing to accept his breakfast.

It didn't matter, he was used to it.

Li Luo was unaware of Tang Wulin's internal monologue. He was thinking about how his attempt to use his first soul skill on Na'er had failed because her mental power was higher than his.

So, what if he used his first soul skill on Tang Wulin?

The original Douluo III text clearly stated that at this point in time, Tang Wulin's mental power did not exceed forty.

Meanwhile, his own mental power was at ninety-nine, the peak of the Spirit Origin Realm.

Just as Tang Wulin assumed things would continue as they always had—the two of them walking to the elementary class in silence without another word—Li Luo spoke up.

"This beautiful boy, please allow me to offer you a sincere compliment; you are like a flower on a winter snowfield..."

"Huh???"

Tang Wulin was stunned at first, followed by a surge of immense ecstasy.

He screamed frantically in his heart, Brother... Brother Luo actually complimented me! Could it be that Brother Luo has finally been moved by my daily persistence?

I knew it, the methods in those storybooks were useful. Otherwise, they wouldn't be in the top ten bestsellers with twenty million copies sold.

The Golden Dragon King's heart fluttered, his face flushed with shyness, and his gaze grew soft and lingering.

Li Luo quickly stopped his praise. He hadn't even activated his martial soul yet, and the Golden Dragon King was already hooked like a fish.

If he actually used Pure Beauty Light on Tang Wulin, wouldn't that mean he'd end up giving away his Golden Dragon King bloodline?

Li Luo coughed twice. "Ahem, Wulin, stay calm. Brother Luo just wanted to tell you that boys need to protect themselves when they're out and about."

"Bad people might try to compliment others just like I did just now. You must stay vigilant."

"Thank you, Brother Luo," Tang Wulin said, feeling deflated.

The Golden Dragon King was deeply disappointed, secretly swearing to himself, Brother Luo, I will never believe you again, never again!

Tang Wulin's eyes looked as if he had been abandoned after being toyed with.

Time to bolt.

Li Luo greased the soles of his feet and slipped away.

Boys need to protect themselves when they're out.

Especially boys as pretty as him.

During the break, Li Luo asked Teacher Lin about the principal's condition.

Learning that the principal was in good health and still had a good appetite, Li Luo felt relieved.

After finishing lunch, Li Luo asked Teacher Lin for the afternoon off and left the academy.

Tang Wulin was curious about why Li Luo had asked for leave.

Could Brother Luo be going on a date?

At the thought, Tang Wulin's face turned pale in an instant.

He muttered to himself, "No, that can't be. Brother Luo is a good student; he would never engage in puppy love."

He also asked Teacher Lin for leave, then arrived at the blacksmith association's minor competition site feeling rather dejected.

The venue was crowded and the atmosphere was lively, but Wulin's heart felt cold.

The competition began.

Tang Wulin was hammering listlessly when, suddenly, he spotted Li Luo in the spectator stands.

Ah, it's Brother Luo! He came to watch my match? Did Brother Luo say those heartless things on purpose just to give me a surprise?

In an instant, it was as if Tang Wulin had been injected with five hundred and twenty buckets of adrenaline; the small iron hammer in his hand swung with a roar.

Na'er had been somewhat distracted, but suddenly, she saw Li Luo in the spectator stands.

Na'er's eyes grew moist. "Big Brother."

"Big Brother came to see me."

"Bang!" Na'er's hammer struck with a loud clang, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Suddenly, she saw Tang Wulin to her left.

At that very moment, Tang Wulin looked over as well.

Murderous intent flared in both their eyes.

It's him, that annoying classmate of Big Brother's who brings him breakfast every day.

It's her, that non-blood-related sister of Brother Luo's.

"Boom!"

Their gazes clashed in mid-air for eight hundred rounds...

Both were the Dragon God, Why must they torment each other so!

But the battle for Big Brother had always been this way.