Hu Liena wore a fitted black battle suit today.
The snug fabric outlined her alluring figure to perfection.
Especially her long, shapely legs, tightly encased in the suit—straight and full of spring. Every step radiated mature, beguiling charm.
A smug smile played across her foxlike face as she walked straight up to Qin Feng.
This was her daily routine.
She always loved coming over to tease Qin Feng.
"Working hard, little Qin Feng?"
Hu Liena bent slightly at the waist, bracing her hands on her knees, her breath sweet as orchids.
"Hmph."
"Does little brother think he can surpass big sister? Keep dreaming."
Hearing that familiar teasing,
Qin Feng merely shot her a casual glance, then looked away.
"Boring."
He uttered the two words flatly, then stood up to get a towel.
Seeing Qin Feng's indifferent attitude,
a fierce sense of dissatisfaction welled up in Hu Liena.
She had finally earned a reward, and her Soul Power had shot straight to level forty.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to bully the brat.
She absolutely couldn't let him get away that easily.
Hu Liena flashed forward and blocked Qin Feng's path.
"Hold it."
"How about a bet?"
She lifted her chin slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Qin Feng. Her voice carried a bewitching allure that made one's bones go soft.
"If you can beat me today,"
"then even if you want to do whatever you like, big sister will agree."
At her words, the atmosphere in the training room instantly turned suggestive.
Qin Feng stopped, one eyebrow lifting slightly.
Since she'd gone out of her way to put herself in his hands, he had no choice but to fight her.
"Fine."
"You said it."
Qin Feng took two steps back, putting some distance between them.
Seeing Qin Feng accept the challenge, Hu Liena's smile widened.
She held nothing back. Soul Power surged through her in an instant.
Yellow, yellow, black!
Three Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath her feet.
The last one, especially, was a deep black Soul Ring, radiating the formidable aura of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
That ten-thousand-year third ring was clearly the confidence she'd gained from the lucky-draw red packet.
Looking at the black Soul Ring,
Qin Feng understood at once.
"Fragrant Fox?"
He murmured the name to himself, his eyes turning playful.
Qin Feng no longer restrained his own aura.
He slowly raised his right hand.
A deafening dragon's roar thundered through the enclosed training room.
Blinding, pure golden light erupted in an instant.
The Golden Dragon Martial Soul appeared!
Black, black, black!
Three Soul Rings far beyond the standard configuration slowly revolved beneath Qin Feng's feet.
A purer, more powerful force tore Hu Liena's released aura to shreds.
Beneath this suffocating pressure from a superior being,
Hu Liena's smug smile froze. Her face turned deathly pale, and her eyes widened.
The overwhelming dragon might pressed down on her shoulders.
Hu Liena felt even the Soul Power surging through her body tremble uncontrollably under the pressure.
Her long, straight legs shook violently.
Her body went limp, and she fell helplessly onto the polished wooden floor.
Her snug black battle suit stretched taut against her body as she sat there.
Her astonishing curves and those springy long legs were revealed without restraint, giving her a tragically alluring look.
Hu Liena braced herself on the ground, her chest heaving.
She raised her foxlike face slightly, her eyes filled with shock.
Her gaze fixed on the three Soul Rings slowly revolving beneath Qin Feng's feet.
What kind of monster-level configuration was this?
"You..."
"You're already level forty too?"
Hu Liena's voice trembled slightly.
She'd thought that after drawing a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring and shooting up to level forty, she could pin the brat to the ground and give him a thorough thrashing.
Who could have imagined he'd been hiding even more than she had?
Under the pure, overwhelming suppression of his superior Martial Soul,
even at the same level, she wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning.
Looking at Qin Feng's calm, unruffled expression, Hu Liena's competitive spirit crumbled.
She simply withdrew her three Soul Rings and ended her Martial Soul Possession.
She stretched out her long legs and sat carelessly on the floor, giving up completely.
"I'm done, I'm done."
"You little freak, all you do is bully big sister."
Hu Liena pouted her rosy lips and shot Qin Feng a sidelong glance.
Seeing this, Qin Feng withdrew the Golden Dragon Martial Soul back into his body with a thought.
The golden light vanished, and the training room fell quiet once more.
Hu Liena pushed herself up from the floor and dusted off her battle suit.
She came up close to Qin Feng, her beautiful eyes shining as she looked at him.
"Since you're level forty too,"
"big sister's going to the forest tomorrow to hunt for her fourth Soul Ring. How about you come with me?"
Qin Feng considered it briefly.
He'd just broken through, and could certainly use an outing to get familiar with his greatly increased strength.
He nodded readily and accepted Hu Liena's invitation.
They didn't linger in the training room. After tidying up, they walked out together.
Meanwhile,
deep within Spirit Hall, in the towering Elder Hall.
Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, quietly sensing the radiance of the Angel God.
Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open. His deep gaze pierced the thick walls as though they weren't there, turning directly toward the academy's training room.
"What a powerful aura..."
"Such pure dragon might—who could it belong to?"
Qian Daoliu rose and walked to the enormous floor-to-ceiling window.
He gazed down at the plaza below.
Just then, he saw Qin Feng and Hu Liena walking out side by side.
His gaze settled on the tall, straight-backed youth, and inwardly, he was startled.
The quality of this boy's Martial Soul seemed almost capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the Angel Martial Soul.
"Is this child that old Golden Crocodile's grandson?"
Qian Daoliu stroked his white beard, and a thought immediately came to mind.
Xue'er was alone in the Heaven Dou Empire, carrying out her undercover mission, without even a peer she could rely on.
If this boy's talent was truly so astonishing,
then he was certainly worthy of his Xue'er.
But he couldn't rush things.
High Martial Soul quality was one thing; his character and potential still needed careful consideration.
Qian Daoliu made up his mind to have more people keep an eye on the boy from now on.
At that moment, the Chat Group was still buzzing with activity.
Everyone was trying to process the huge shock brought on by the blind-box red packets.
No one could understand what sort of being could possess such heaven-defying power—to grant ten-thousand-year Soul Rings and Immortal Herbs out of thin air.