[Am I the only one wondering how Han Xing suddenly broke through to Level 40?]
[I remember Liu Erlong said Han Xing should've been at Level 38, right?]
It's only been a few days, and he's already at Level 40? Even cheating doesn't work that fast, does it?
[Don't forget about the Immortal Herb. His strength probably increased after he got it.]
Amid the audience's chatter, the battle had already begun.
Looking at Han Xing's Soul Rings, Xiao Wu found it hard to believe.
But stubborn as she was, she was convinced it had to be some kind of trick, not a real Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
"Looks like you won't accept reality until you've taken a beating."
"First Soul Skill, Dawn Light Fire Feather!"
Han Xing gave a cold laugh, and his first Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
As flaming wings unfurled, ten Flame Feathers shot out in an instant.
After the Soul Spirit replaced his original Soul Ring and its age rose to ten thousand years,
the Flame Feathers released by Han Xing's first Soul Skill hadn't increased in number. He still gained one more per level.
But the power of each Flame Feather was already worlds apart from before.
Xiao Wu reflexively assumed their power was about the same as before, maybe a little stronger now that Han Xing had grown more powerful.
But just as she blocked the incoming Flame Feathers and tried to test the might of Han Xing's Soul Skill,
she suddenly realized that their terrifying heat was more than she could bear.
"How can they be this powerful?"
Xiao Wu was shocked. As the Sun True Fire closed in around her, she hurriedly activated her third Soul Skill.
"Third Soul Skill, Teleport!"
Xiao Wu vanished from where she stood, successfully escaping the Sun True Fire.
Even so, a scar was left on her forearm.
"Damn it!" Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and glared at Han Xing.
"How many years has it been since I was hurt like this?"
"Quite a while. It must've been six years ago," Han Xing replied.
At that, Xiao Wu flew into a rage. "You jerk!"
Six years ago—that was when Han Xing had injured her too!
"Second Soul Skill! Charm!"
A flash of pink crossed Xiao Wu's eyes, and she put on an alluring expression.
Unfortunately, Han Xing's mental strength was far greater than Xiao Wu's.
And Han Xing wasn't attracted to Xiao Wu, so there was no way her Charm could affect him.
Under Xiao Wu's astonished gaze, Han Xing not only remained unaffected but took advantage of the moment she activated her Soul Skill to send more than a dozen Flame Feathers flying at her.
In an instant, Xiao Wu was swallowed by flames.
Fortunately, Han Xing stopped in time. Otherwise, they'd be eating roast rabbit today.
"Xiao Wu!"
Seeing Xiao Wu lying unconscious on the ground, Tang San hurried over.
Things were different from six years ago. Back then, he had only just met Xiao Wu, so he hadn't minded when she'd been knocked unconscious.
But now, Tang San glared furiously at Han Xing.
"Why did you have to hit her so hard?" Tang San asked coldly.
"Why shouldn't I?" Han Xing shot back.
"I was sitting here minding my own business, and that crazy woman came at me wanting to fight. Shouldn't I teach her a lesson?"
"Even so, we're classmates at the same academy, aren't we?" Tang San said sternly.
"Is there really any need to be so ruthless to a classmate?"
"What's it to you?" Huang Lili stepped forward.
"That Xiao Wu of yours pointed at A Xing and challenged him to a duel the moment she showed up, ruining his good mood."
"She completely deserved that beating!"
"You!" Tang San turned his reddened eyes on Huang Lili, looking ready to strike at the slightest provocation.
But Han Xing stepped between them.
"Want to avenge Xiao Wu? I'll fight you. Whoever wins is in the right."
Han Xing said coldly, "But if you're thinking of taking your anger out on someone else, or just lecturing me?"
"Then I'm sorry, but I don't know you well enough to owe you an explanation."
"You!" Tang San was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He had dared to attack Zhao Wuji at Shrek because he knew Zhao Wuji was a teacher.
With his talent, he wouldn't really be expelled, no matter what.
But Han Xing... when he hit someone, he really hit them.
"Still, you're classmates. You should've held back," Flender said, stepping in to smooth things over.
"But Xiao Wu was the one who started trouble. Let's leave it at that."
"Tang San, you should still remember what I taught you: those who don't dare cause trouble are good-for-nothings. You've always followed my philosophy."
Flender said gravely, "But you've only followed the first half. There's another part: if you cause trouble and get beaten, then you got beaten."
"Own what you do. If you've done something, you have to face the consequences. Work hard to become stronger, and once you're strong enough, get your revenge."
"After all, none of the Soul Masters you've provoked came back to reason with you after you beat them, did they?"
At that, Tang San turned his bloodshot eyes toward Flender, but in the end, he said nothing.
After a moment of silence, Tang San nodded solemnly. "I understand, Dean."
"Good. If you want revenge, then work hard to become stronger," Flender said, nodding in satisfaction.
"But Xiao Wu's injuries look serious. Is there a healing-type Soul Master here?"
Flender looked at the students present.
But it was clear that nobody was listening to him. Although Liu Erlong had appointed him as the dean, not many people knew that Blue Tyrant Academy had a new dean yet.
Just as Flender was starting to feel awkward, a gentle female voice rang out.
"I can heal her."
"Oh? What's your Martial Soul?" Flender asked, looking at the girl who had spoken.
"My name is Jiang Zhu, and my Martial Soul is the Healing Scepter," the girl replied softly.
"Senior Jiang Zhu, why heal her?" Huang Lili asked with a frown.
"She picked a fight with A Xing. She deserved that beating."
"He's the new dean," Jiang Zhu whispered.
"As the president of the Solitary Crimson Sun Fan Club, I have a duty to help A Xing deal with trouble."
Hearing this, Huang Lili pursed her lips and said no more.
She might have been quick to speak, but she understood that she couldn't just offend the new dean.
As a Soul Saint, Flender had naturally heard what the two of them said.
When he heard that Jiang Zhu was the president of the Solitary Crimson Sun Fan Club, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Well, that meant Han Xing had beaten her, and his fan had ended up saving her.
It would be hard to make an issue of it after that.
Fortunately, Flender hadn't intended to pursue the matter anyway.
To him, winning Han Xing over was far more important than offending him.
Tang San had the Clear Sky Douluo backing him, but Han Xing didn't have anyone ordinary backing him either.
Anyone capable of driving off Poison Douluo was someone Flender couldn't afford to provoke.
Since the two had a grudge between them, Flender might as well let them compete fairly and settle it in their own time.