Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of resentment in his heart, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.
"What exactly happened to Lin Hui? And how did he manage to overcome the obstacles of his martial soul?" New curiosity began to sprout within Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang thought of his own martial soul, Luo Sanpao, a mutation from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon that looked like neither a pig nor a dog; he had always felt a deep sense of sorrow because of it.
"I, too, have been stuck at level twenty-nine for over a decade because of my martial soul. Could it be that Lin Hui has a way to resolve this barrier?"
"It seems I must find an opportunity to ask Lin Hui clearly; I can frame it as an academic exchange regarding martial souls."
In the office, other teachers were discussing the matter.
"The Academy Grand Competition is almost here. Between Tang San and Lin Hui, which one do you favor?" a female teacher asked.
The teacher who was around sixty years old replied, "Both of them are innate full soul power masters in the academy, so naturally, they have attracted the attention of the entire school. To be honest, I am also very curious to see which of these two will come out on top."
Yu Xiaogang interjected again. "Tang San has the first soul ring I meticulously prepared for him; that ring is a perfect fit. Coupled with my guidance during this period, I believe his chances of winning are very high."
After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, he wore a smug, triumphant expression.
The other teachers looked at him with undisguised disdain and turned back to their own work; clearly, in their eyes, saying even one more word to Yu Xiaogang was a form of torture.
Li Chun also helplessly rubbed his head, thinking to himself, Lin Hui, if only you could defeat Tang San and make the Grandmaster act a bit more low-key and sensible... Sigh...
During this month, Lin Hui had also been cultivating diligently.
At the same time, he had made a simple plan for his future soul ring selection.
"Since my Ultra Ball martial soul can only capture soul beasts over ten thousand years old, in these early stages while my level is low, I can only target those high-level soul beasts that are relatively fragile."
"Aside from Ah Yin, the next target is Xiao Wu."
"After all, she is a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form!"
"Therefore, it is better to stay at Notting Academy until I reach level twenty. I will appropriately cultivate a relationship with her and not let her get too close to Tang San. Once I hit level twenty, I will capture her."
Finally, only one day remained until the Academy Grand Competition.
After finishing his cultivation that day, Lin Hui returned to Dorm Seven in the evening.
Yes, when Lin Hui enrolled, he had been assigned to Dorm Seven.
Lin Hui had arrived later than Tang San and Xiao Wu, and after enrolling, he had followed the custom and sparred with the then-dorm leader, Xiao Wu.
Because he had exercised his body and strengthened his physique since childhood, Lin Hui was able to hold his own against Xiao Wu, who excelled in soft techniques, for the first few minutes. However, it wasn't long before he noticed the cold, hostile gaze of Tang San, who was observing the match from the corner.
Lin Hui only wanted to live a low-key life, so after a short while, he intentionally let a few moves slip and lost.
"Oh yeah, I won! It seems the position of Dorm Seven's leader belongs to me!" Xiao Wu jumped up happily.
After that, Tang San's gaze instantly softened.
"Classmate Lin Hui, my name is Tang San. I'm a friend of Xiao Wu's. You are indeed very strong; you must have just been off your game this time. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me and Xiao Wu." Tang San patted his chest as he spoke.
What a quick change of face.
"Alright, thanks." Lin Hui offered a few simple, polite words.
Dorm Seven was a large room, covering about three hundred square meters, with several beds lined up along both walls.
Because it was nearing the academy's designated bedtime, Xiao Wu and Tang San walked in together shortly after.
Xiao Wu's face was filled with an innocent smile, and Tang San's gaze at this moment was exceptionally pure; the two looked remarkably close.
Since he had already planned to capture Xiao Wu as his pet in the future, Lin Hui couldn't help but focus and look at her a few more times.
Xiao Wu's pretty little face was white with a rosy tint, tender as a ripe peach, with large, watery eyes. Her chest was already beginning to develop, and a black scorpion braid hung down past her hips.
In this land, she could be considered a rare little beauty.
Lin Hui thought to himself, It's a pity that she followed Tang San, had her values corrupted, and later had to sacrifice herself. What's even more heaven-defying is that her good friends Da Ming and Er Ming were sacrificed along with her.
And the root of all this is that Xiao Wu and Tang San cultivated their feelings right here at Notting Academy.
Should I change her fate as well?
Lin Hui looked at Xiao Wu a few more times, and when Tang San noticed, he felt an immediate physical discomfort.
"Classmate Lin Hui, may I ask if there is something wrong with Xiao Wu? Why do you keep staring at her?" Tang San questioned, clearly treating Xiao Wu as his own possession.
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about something..." Lin Hui was indeed thinking about something, and he turned to smile slyly. "Besides, Xiao Wu isn't yours. It seems you get a bit angry just because I looked at her a couple of times..."
"You—" Seeing his petty thoughts exposed, Tang San became anxious.
The others in the dorm, including Wang Sheng, were like bystanders eating melons, remaining silent but occasionally glancing over.
Wang Sheng muttered helplessly, "There are actually three innate full soul power masters in one dorm; no matter who it is, we can't afford to offend them..."
Moreover, he had seen the fight between Lin Hui and Xiao Wu back then and assumed he couldn't beat any of the three.
"Forget it, forget it. We are all classmates, and besides, Lin Hui doesn't have any bad intentions..." Xiao Wu laughed awkwardly, blocking the space between Tang San and Lin Hui.
Ever since Lin Hui debated with Yu Xiaogang in class last time, Xiao Wu's opinion of Lin Hui had changed. Plus, Lin Hui was handsome, and in this academy, his looks were second to none.
Therefore, she did not find him all that annoying.
On the contrary, Xiao Wu felt that things had been a bit awkward between her and Third Brother lately; was he being too sensitive?
Seeing Xiao Wu stand in front of Lin Hui, desperately trying to smooth things over, Tang San felt even more anxious.
"Xiao Wu, you would actually, for his sake—" Tang San's gaze turned dull, but he immediately swallowed the rest of his sentence.
Xiao Wu suddenly felt aggrieved, her voice growing quieter and quieter.
"Third Brother, I haven't been giving him any special treatment; I am truly serious about you..."
Had a rift finally appeared in their relationship?
Lin Hui thought to himself, and then he hit upon something amusing.
"Little San, the Master must have helped you choose a very suitable spirit ring. What is your first spirit skill? Is it very powerful?"
Tang San kept his face cold.
"You don't need to worry about that. You'll find out for yourself during the Academy Grand Competition tomorrow."
"Haha, why be so stingy?" Lin Hui continued to smile.
Soon, the lights in Dorm Seven were extinguished, and everyone drifted off to sleep.
Xiao Wu and Tang San's beds were still pushed together just as in the original story, and they shared the same quilt.
However, tonight, the two of them lay further apart, clearly beginning to drift away from each other.
Lin Hui's bed was right next to theirs.
"In a few days, I should tell Xiao Wu to move her bed over to my side."
Before long, Lin Hui fell asleep as well.
But in the middle of the night, Lin Hui's martial soul suddenly manifested, and a graceful figure emerged from the Ultra Ball.
Ah Yin, nearly naked, snuggled tightly into Lin Hui's embrace.
"Master..."
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