Dai Huabin's Fury, Wang Dong's Unreasonableness

On the Beast Battle Platform, the teacher watched Li Qingming turn and leave, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

After all, if a soul beast was not killed, the points earned in the end would be limited. In other words, it would be impossible to reach the full score of 150.

After all, only by killing a thousand-year soul beast could one immediately max out their points.

As Li Qingming left, all sorts of discussions rose from the female students around him.

"His Highness Li Qingming really has a kind heart."

"That Dai Huabin is so cruel. He killed that soul beast outright."

"Exactly. That was far too cruel."

"Li Qingming is really handsome. I wonder if he'll need teammates when he forms a team in the future."

"If I could team up with His Highness Li Qingming and His Highness Wang Dong, I think I'd die happy."

The girls were not speaking quietly. Even Xiao Xiao found it somewhat awkward to hear those words.

Li Qingming, however, did not care. He had done it deliberately, precisely to build goodwill.

It was not to build goodwill with these people, though, but with the entire academy.

Compared to Dai Huabin's cruelty and bloodlust, Li Qingming's gentleness, along with his initiative in helping Zhu Lu, would make him far more popular among the students.

Even if these people had nothing to do with him and could not help him, a good reputation and image would make it easier for him to occupy the moral high ground.

For example, when dealing with Dai Huabin, everyone knew the two had a grudge. Yet if Dai Huabin were seriously injured or died, no one would suspect Li Qingming.

After all, Li Qingming had saved Zhu Lu without hesitation, and he had even shown mercy to a soul beast. Needless to say, he would not harm his own classmates.

That was what Li Qingming wanted: to clear himself of suspicion in advance.

Once Li Qingming returned, Huo Yuhao was the next to step onto the stage.

Seeing the confidence in the young man's eyes, Wang Dong did not even look at him this time. Instead, he looked at Li Qingming with an excited expression.

As Li Qingming returned, Dai Huabin clenched his fists tightly, while Zhu Lu stood beside him with her eyes lowered.

Ever since Li Qingming had saved her, Zhu Lu had not spoken. Yet from time to time, her eyes would lift slightly toward Li Qingming, and the look in them had begun to change quietly.

Dai Huabin did not notice this. Of course, even if he had, he would not have understood what Zhu Lu meant.

The match progressed quickly. Huo Yuhao stood there with a disdainful look on his face.

As Huo Yuhao displayed the terrifying power of his Ultimate Ice Martial Soul and suppressed the thousand-year soul beast, the match came to an end, and Yan Shaozhe left as well.

This time, however, Yan Shaozhe was thrilled beyond measure. Two ultimate martial souls had appeared in this class, and he was already preparing for a major battle.

Especially when he thought of Qian Duoduo daring to snatch Huo Yuhao away, and that one of the holders of an ultimate martial soul under his command might be stolen by him.

Yan Shaozhe did not linger. He planned to strike Qian Duoduo hard first and leave them with no chance to fight back.

Of course, if that failed, he would head straight to Sea God's Pavilion to complain and see whether he could secure some benefits for Li Qingming.

After all, this brat possessed an ultimate-attribute Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

Under such circumstances, it shared a significant origin with Mu En's Bright Dragon. Perhaps he could obtain some benefits for him.

Li Qingming knew nothing about the departure of those two. His gaze remained fixed quietly on Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin clenched his fists tightly. He had gripped them so hard that bloody marks had appeared on his palms. His nails dug into his flesh, and blood dripped down.

He glared viciously at Li Qingming and Wang Dong. After a second of silence, he finally dropped to his knees, kowtowed to Li Qingming, and shouted loudly:

"My Evil Demon White Tiger Martial Soul is inferior to the Holy Angel Martial Soul!"

Many people saw the scene after hearing Dai Huabin's shout.

Under the gazes of his classmates—some scrutinizing, some mocking, some sneering—Dai Huabin rose to his feet and turned to leave, completely ignoring Zhu Lu beside him.

Zhu Lu seemed accustomed to it. Watching Dai Huabin leave, she looked at the two of them and prepared to kneel as well.

But just as she was about to kneel, Li Qingming raised a hand and steadied her.

Feeling those warm hands on her arm, Zhu Lu froze for a moment. She looked at Li Qingming with slightly unfocused eyes, her pearly teeth biting lightly against her lip, her gaze carrying a trace of grievance.

Li Qingming merely shook his head at her.

"Forget it. That's Dai Huabin's business. It has nothing to do with you. You were only dragged into it."

Li Qingming's voice was soft. After speaking, he released Zhu Lu's arm and turned to leave.

Wang Dong glanced sideways at Zhu Lu. For some inexplicable reason, he felt a little annoyed, but after thinking about it, he ultimately said nothing and followed Li Qingming away.

Zhu Lu was left standing there alone.

"Li Qingming is way too kindhearted. If it were me, I definitely would've made both of them kneel."

"Exactly. Dai Huabin is such a beast. It would be bad enough if he were just ugly himself, but he actually made the two best-looking people in our class kneel."

"It's only because those two are strong. Otherwise, seriously, heh."

"Yeah, those two are so kindhearted. Boo hoo, I really want to team up with them."

Most of the people discussing it around them were female students. However, as the male students watched the two leave, their eyes shifted from indifference to something closer to appreciation or praise.

After all, in the eyes of many boys, being willing to spare a girl even after being wronged was a sign of good character, or perhaps manliness.

Originally, many boys had regarded Li Qingming and Wang Dong only as powerful individuals. Yet because of their looks, those boys also held quite a bit of hostility toward the handsome boys in their year.

But with Li Qingming's actions today, he had almost instantly erased the somewhat negative impression the boys had of him and instead earned the favor of some of them.

After the two left, Wang Dong did not say a single word, even through their meal.

It was not that Wang Dong was unhappy about Li Qingming sparing Zhu Lu. Wang Dong had not intended to make Zhu Lu kneel either.

In fact, if Li Qingming had not acted, he would have stopped Zhu Lu from kneeling.

After all, he was not used to seeing a girl kneel before him.

But Li Qingming had done it, and he had even personally reached out to support Zhu Lu. That gave Wang Dong a strange feeling.

He did not know what that feeling was, but it made him feel deeply uncomfortable.

Especially that look Zhu Lu had given Li Qingming before they left—the look of someone who had encountered salvation—made Wang Dong's emotions become incomparably complicated in an instant.

But he did not know what he should say about it, so the two simply sat there eating.

Seeing Li Qingming lower his head in silence, Wang Dong inexplicably grew angry.

"Why was I the one who went first today instead of you?"

"I said you should go first and show them your strength, then I'd give them a surprise. Why didn't you agree?"

Li Qingming was taken aback by Wang Dong's sudden irrationality. He turned his head slightly to look at the young man before him, his eyes filled with confusion.

Before he could say anything, however, Wang Dong shot him a fierce glare, swiftly raised his hand, and pinched him at the waist, even twisting it in a circle.

A wave of pain hit him, though it was not severe. After all, Li Qingming's body was all muscle.

Even though Wang Dong used quite a bit of force, he could only twist a little bit of flesh. The pain was hardly noticeable.

But as he watched Wang Dong suddenly start making trouble for no reason, Li Qingming's eyes filled with even greater confusion.