Huo Yuhao's roommate isn't Pinky Wang Dong?

"Pervert, let go of me!"

Gu Yue gritted her teeth and snapped at him, a rare trace of panic in her voice.

She had lived for who knew how many tens of thousands of years, and this was the first time she had ever been violated like this by an unfamiliar male. To her, it was nothing short of a monstrous humiliation!

However, not only did Zhuang Minghui not let go, he went even further.

"Let go? I'm afraid that wouldn't be too good." A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His palm suddenly yanked, pulling Gu Yue forward and into his arms.

Zhuang Minghui's movement threw Gu Yue completely off balance, almost sending her crashing to the floor.

Just as Gu Yue was about to fall, his right hand released her ankle, while his other arm wrapped around her slim, supple waist and pressed her directly against the dormitory's cold door panel.

In Zhuang Minghui's view, a woman like Gu Yue had to be dealt with more forcefully.

In the original work, during the timeline of Legend of the Dragon King, the reason Gu Yue lost to Tang Wulin, aside from Tang Wulin possessing the Golden Dragon King bloodline, was partly because Tang God King had planted a spiritual imprint on her.

As an ordinary person, if he wanted to shake Gu Yue, he could only rely on a direct assault.

Only, he could not quite understand it. Right now, Gu Yue should have been properly staying in the Lake of Life to recover from her injuries. How had she ended up outside?

Looking at Zhuang Minghui in front of her, Gu Yue froze completely.

At this moment, their bodies were almost pressed together without the slightest gap between them. Zhuang Minghui's broad chest carried a scorching heat as it domineeringly pinned her down. The arm around her waist was heavy and powerful, and through the thin fabric of her clothes, she could even feel the burning warmth coming from his palm.

Shame, shock, anger, instinctive wariness, and that faint, inexplicable pull she could not put into words all tangled wildly in Gu Yue's mind.

How could that not make this old mother dragon, who had been single since birth for tens of thousands of years, nervous?

"All right, I'm letting go. I won't tease you anymore." Noticing the faint nine-colored light blooming in Gu Yue's purple eyes, Zhuang Minghui tactfully retreated to a safe distance.

As Zhuang Minghui moved away, Gu Yue's body abruptly felt lighter, and that intensely oppressive masculine aura finally withdrew.

She subconsciously drew in a deep breath, and only then did her originally tense body relax slightly. But the look she gave Zhuang Minghui remained full of vigilance and embarrassed fury.

The two of them stood two meters apart, quietly meeting each other's gaze.

"Let's introduce ourselves again." Zhuang Minghui was the first to break the silence. He leaned against the desk beside him, arms crossed over his chest, his whole person seeming languid. "My name is Zhuang Minghui. Rank forty-two auxiliary-type battle soul master."

Auxiliary-type?

Hearing those three words, Gu Yue forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart.

This was auxiliary-type?

What kind of international joke was that?

Gu Yue looked at Zhuang Minghui's bright eyes and asked, "Are you sure you're an auxiliary-type soul master?"

Gu Yue's suspicion was within Zhuang Minghui's expectations. He gave a soft laugh and said, "I'm sure. A genuine auxiliary-type battle Soul Ancestor, the one and only in the entire academy."

"So? Are you tempted?"

Gu Yue said in a cold voice, "Tempted, no. Annoyed, yes."

That was what she said, but deep down, she did not actually reject this boy in front of her who had teased her.

She had felt it. She had felt the life energy radiating from the boy healing her injuries.

Only, were all the new students in Shrek this terrifying? Reaching Soul Ancestor at eleven years old, and as an auxiliary soul master at that!

Gu Yue looked at Zhuang Minghui and said, "Gu Yue. Rank thirty-five assault-type battle Soul Elder."

Annoyed?

Was that really so?

Hearing the word "annoyed," Zhuang Minghui could not help laughing.

If Gu Yue were truly annoyed by him, then she would not have calmly introduced herself.

At first, Gu Yue had been somewhat dissatisfied that Shrek Academy had arranged for her to live in the same dormitory as a boy, but after sensing the life energy inside him, she felt she should observe him for a while.

Before the subtle atmosphere in the dormitory could dissipate, a burst of intense fighting sounds faintly drifted up from downstairs.

"Looks like it's pretty lively downstairs. Gu Yue, want to go take a look?"

Gu Yue did not refuse Zhuang Minghui's invitation. She said coldly, "Let's go."

The two of them, one after the other, arrived at the dormitory building's entrance.

At this moment, quite a few new students had already gathered around to watch the excitement, and occasionally a few senior students stopped in their tracks as well.

Mu En, who was stationed in front of the dormitory, showed no intention of intervening.

In the center of the open space, two figures were clashing fiercely.

The one fighting Huo Yuhao was a tall young man named Tai Long.

Yes, that was right. It was Tai Long, one of the Nine Vajras of Freshman Class One.

"Hm?" This scene instantly made Zhuang Minghui sense that something was wrong.

What the hell?

Shouldn't the one fighting Huo Yuhao be Wang Dong?

How had he been replaced by Tai Long?

The three question marks in a row left Zhuang Minghui a little stunned.

If Huo Yuhao's roommate had become Tai Long, then where had Wang Dong gone?

Gu Yue looked oddly at the young man who had been pinned down and beaten by Tai Long the whole time.

For some reason, she could sense a familiar power from that young man.

At the same time, inside Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.

Tianmeng Iceworm, who had originally fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly shuddered, a chill running down his back.

He sensed a terrifying existence like Di Tian and the others—no, perhaps even beyond Di Tian and the others.

Tianmeng Iceworm had indeed reached the million-year level.

He was also the only million-year soul beast in Douluo II, but his own strength was not all that great. He had only managed to scrape by in the Star Dou Great Forest and the Extreme North by relying purely on his powerful spiritual power.

When it came to spiritual perception, Tianmeng Iceworm had absolute confidence. He would not make the slightest mistake.

"Yuhao, oh Yuhao, it's not that Brother doesn't want to help you. The main thing is that there's danger nearby. Something is eyeing Brother."

Watching Huo Yuhao constantly getting beaten, Tianmeng Iceworm was absolutely frantic.

He wanted to act, but damn it, Brother had no hands!

"All right, stop looking." Zhuang Minghui patted Gu Yue on the shoulder, signaling for her to leave with him.

Gu Yue took one deep look at the young man, then turned and left together with Zhuang Minghui.

"You know him?" Gu Yue asked as they walked, her smile not quite a smile.

Zhuang Minghui glanced sideways at her. "If I said I didn't, would you believe me?"

"No."

"Then why ask?"

"I ask because I want to. It's none of your business." Gu Yue gave a soft snort and turned her head away.

No sooner had Zhuang Minghui and Gu Yue left than Huo Yuhao was knocked flat to the ground by Tai Long's punch.

Tai Long looked down from above at Huo Yuhao, who lay on the ground, his eyes full of disdain and contempt. "Tch, that's it?"

"You thought I was an idiot, that I'd fight you one-on-one while you used soul skills and I didn't?"

"Trash who got in through the back door. Do you even know what it means to overestimate yourself?"

Tai Long sneered, dusted off his hands, and without so much as another glance at the battered Huo Yuhao, turned and swaggered off.

The onlookers passing by had no intention of helping at all. One after another, they left the scene, leaving only Huo Yuhao lying there alone on the ground, his eyes somewhat hollow and lost as he stared at the floor tiles.