Leaf Taijutsu Secret Art: Thousand Years of Death!

(Beautiful image of Xiao Xiao)

[A-San Value can be exchanged for various generous rewards! Including: leveling up, increasing soul ring age, soul bones, and more!]

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Xu Sanshi stared at the screen, his mouth slightly agape. His expression shifted from shock to excitement, and then from excitement to sheer ecstasy.

What the hell is this? A-San? Is it talking about me?

A-San Value can be exchanged for generous rewards?

Leveling up? Increasing soul ring age? Soul bones?!

He swallowed hard, his heart hammering like a war drum.

Is this for real?!

Just then, another panel popped up in front of him.

[Ding--]

[B-Rank Mission Received: Immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow three times!]

[Mission Time Limit: 30 seconds!]

[Mission Completion Reward: Mysterious Reward!]

[Mission Failure Penalty: Mysterious Penalty!]

Xu Sanshi's gaze locked onto the text on the screen, his pupils constricting sharply.

What?

Lin Ye's milk tea stall was right in front of him. If he were to kneel and kowtow now, wouldn't that mean kowtowing to Lin Ye?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Who does he, Xu Sanshi, think he is?

The Young Sect Master of the Mystic Underworld Sect, the recognized strongest defense-type battle soul master in the outer courtyard of Shrek Academy, a fifth-year senior—wherever he went, wasn't he looked upon with respect?

Make him kneel and kowtow to a first-year freshman in front of so many people?

In his dreams!

A man's knees have gold!

Besides, the authenticity of this thing was still in doubt. What if it was just some bored person playing a prank?

He gritted his teeth and flicked his folding fan open with a "snap," holding it in front of his chest with the air of someone who couldn't care less.

Thirty seconds was neither long nor short.

Just as he was still weighing whether this system was real or fake—

[B-Rank Mission Failed!]

[Mysterious Penalty Activated!]

Xu Sanshi felt a chill in his heart and instinctively tensed every muscle in his body.

I'd like to see what kind of penalty this crappy system could possibly have!

Just then, a little fatty suddenly squeezed out from the crowd.

The fatty was wearing a white school uniform, his round belly stretching the fabric taut, his entire body of flesh wobbling as he ran.

Sharp-eyed students recognized him—wasn't this the guy who, on that rainy day, went crazy on the playground with Huo Yuhao, doing the Naruto run and performing military boxing?

The little fatty seemed guided by some mysterious force, his eyes glazed over and his pace rapid, charging straight toward Xu Sanshi with a clear target.

Before Xu Sanshi could react to what was happening, the little fatty had already reached his back.

He pressed his hands together, extending his index fingers...

"Leaf Taijutsu Secret Art: Thousand Years of Death!"

"Pfft--!"

"Awoooooo!!!"

A scream of extreme agony pierced the sky, startling the birds in the trees near Shrek Square into a frantic flight.

Xu Sanshi looked as if he had been struck by lightning; his body jerked violently forward.

He stood on his tiptoes, his back arched like a bow, his hands clutching his backside, his face twisted into a grotesque mask of pain.

That scream was three times more wretched than a pig being slaughtered.

The surrounding crowd was stunned for a moment, and then—

"Pfft, hahahaha--"

"My god, what kind of move was that?!"

"Whatever it is, looking at Xu Sanshi's expression, the damage is definitely staggering!"

Xiao Xiao covered her mouth, her eyes wide and round, her small face flushed red, and her shoulders shaking as she clearly struggled to hold back her laughter.

Lin Ye stood behind his stall, the corner of his mouth twitching. A flicker of sympathy crossed his eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by schadenfreude.

This system penalty... it really is ruthless.

The little fatty had landed his strike and vanished in a flash without looking back, his speed completely belying his physique.

Xu Sanshi collapsed to his knees in agony, clutching his backside. His face turned the color of liver, the veins on his forehead bulging as he hissed through his teeth, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

It took a good while before he gritted his teeth and squeezed a sentence out through the gaps:

"Damn it... I've lost all face... you're all going to die!"

The surrounding students scrambled backward, none of them wanting to be the target of Xu Sanshi's redirected rage.

"Little Xu."

Just then, a cold, detached voice rang out.

Upon hearing it, Xu Sanshi shuddered violently.

Lin Ye was surprised to see a hint of fear in his eyes—the kind of deep-seated, unmaskable terror that came from the marrow of his bones.

As for everyone else nearby, whether they were customers buying milk tea or students passing by, they fell into an instant, deathly silence, not daring to even breathe loudly.

A woman walked out from the gates of Shrek Academy, approaching with slow, measured steps.

The crowd instinctively parted to clear a path for her, and they all lowered their heads, not even daring to steal a glance.

The effect was clearly far more sensational than when Jiang Nannan had appeared.

Lin Ye looked up.

The newcomer was a woman in red with a tall, well-proportioned figure.

The first thing one would notice was her somewhat exaggerated bust.

Firm, high, and straining against her clothes.

Her waist was incredibly slender, widening sharply at the hips, and her legs were straight and shapely, radiating a thick, youthful vitality.

She wore a red veil over her face, obscuring her features, but one could tell from her eyes and brows that she was undoubtedly a stunning beauty.

Most striking of all were her eyes.

Her pale pink irises shimmered with a luster that could easily bewitch the soul.

Fortunately, her gaze was icy, which slightly suppressed the soul-stirring intensity of her eyes.

Xu Sanshi clearly knew her.

He remained on the ground, biting the bullet as he turned around, though he didn't dare meet her gaze. With his head slightly bowed, his voice carried a hint of timidity: "Sister Xiaotao..."

This only made Xiao Xiao even more astonished.

Xu Sanshi was hot-tempered and unruly; as a fifth-year student, his status in the Outer Court was even higher than Beibei's.

Because of his formidable talent, many sixth-year students held him in awe, and even teachers wouldn't elicit such an attitude from him.

Yet, at the mere word of this woman in red, Xu Sanshi acted like a mouse seeing a cat, his arrogance vanishing in an instant.

Who exactly was this woman in red?

Lin Ye naturally knew.

She was Ma Xiaotao, the one with whom he had had a "battle" by the Sea God Lake that day.

Although that experience was too embarrassing to speak of, one had to admit that this Inner Court senior's strength was absolutely overwhelming.

A six-ring Soul Emperor with the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, her flames were infinitely close to the Ultimate Fire.

Who would dare provoke such a person?

Ma Xiaotao glanced at Lin Ye before walking slowly to Xu Sanshi's side. Her pale pink eyes lowered slightly, and her voice was indifferent:

"Little Xu, are you queuing up for milk tea?"

Xu Sanshi was still sprawled on the ground, but upon hearing this, he nodded frantically like a pug, his face plastered with a fawning smile:

"Uh... yes, yes! Sister Xiaotao, I just came out to buy a cup of milk tea, nothing else, really, nothing else..."

Ma Xiaotao gave a soft "hmm," her gaze lingering on him for a moment: "You don't look like you're queuing to me."