Seven-Day Lock of Unbreakable Love

Outside the dormitory building.

On a fairly spacious lawn, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong stood facing each other.

Not far away, Xiao Xiao stood beneath a tree with her arms folded, a somewhat subtle expression on her face.

She had originally only been planning to go to the cafeteria for a meal.

But the moment she came downstairs, she saw two freshmen storming out of the dormitory.

One wore a smile.

The other's face was nearly red with anger.

Xiao Xiao had not intended to meddle.

But when she saw that one of them was Huo Yuhao, her steps halted of their own accord.

What was so special about the person Ju Zi valued so highly?

She truly was curious.

"Huo Yuhao."

Wang Dong gritted her teeth as she glared at him, her pink-blue eyes seemingly ready to spit fire.

"If I don't beat you flat today, I'll take your surname."

Huo Yuhao blinked.

"Huo Dong?"

Wang Dong: ...

Xiao Xiao: ...

The atmosphere abruptly fell silent.

Wang Dong nearly lost it. The remark lodged in her chest so badly that she could barely breathe.

What was wrong with this guy?

Why was it that every time she was about to lose her temper, he could always stop her rage halfway with a single sentence?

"Cut the crap!"

Wang Dong raised a hand and pointed at Huo Yuhao. "Let's fight. The winner gets the final say."

Huo Yuhao nodded.

"Sure."

Wang Dong froze for a moment.

She had not expected Huo Yuhao to agree so readily.

This guy was clearly only Rank 21, and he was even a control-type soul master.

If they truly fought, there was no way his frontal combat ability could compare to hers as an assault-type soul master.

Thinking that, Wang Dong regained her confidence.

Yet the very next second.

Huo Yuhao raised one finger and said seriously, "A fight is fine, but first, we need to set three rules."

Wang Dong frowned. "What three rules?"

"First, we can only use our martial souls and soul power."

"Second, no soul skills."

"Third, no deliberately damaging public facilities."

Wang Dong tilted her head.

"Why can't we use soul skills?"

Huo Yuhao fell silent for a moment.

Then he looked at Wang Dong as though she were illiterate.

"Don't you read the school rules?"

Wang Dong's expression stiffened.

Huo Yuhao pointed at the dormitory building beside them, then at the stone lamps and flower beds beyond the lawn.

"If freshmen fighting privately damage academy public facilities, they have to compensate for them at full value. Severe cases even receive a demerit."

"Your family has money. Mine doesn't."

"Right now, I'm just a poor boy being kept by a rich woman."

Xiao Xiao's lips twitched slightly.

Being kept by a rich woman?

Was he talking about Ju Zi?

If Ju Zi heard that, who knew what expression she would make?

Wang Dong's pretty face reddened slightly as well.

Of course she had not read the school rules.

More precisely, she had never thought that sort of thing was worth reading.

But how could she possibly admit that?

"Who said I didn't know?"

Wang Dong snorted and forcibly steered the subject back.

"Of course I knew. I was just testing whether you'd seriously read the school rules."

Huo Yuhao looked at her.

"Oh."

That single "oh" made Wang Dong even angrier.

"Start fighting already!"

As her words fell.

A brilliant radiance erupted from Wang Dong's body.

A pair of incomparably gorgeous butterfly wings unfurled behind her in an instant. Pink-blue light flowed over the wings, making them breathtakingly beautiful.

Light Goddess Butterfly.

Purely in terms of looks, this martial soul was undeniably stunning.

Standing nearby, Xiao Xiao's eyes flashed with amazement as well.

The Light Goddess Butterfly sounded beautiful just from its name, but seeing it with her own eyes still felt almost unbelievable.

It was too beautiful.

Too beautiful to seem like a martial soul meant for combat.

But in the next instant, Wang Dong had already charged forward.

She was incredibly fast. With a light tap of her toes against the ground, it was as if light itself supported her body, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived before Huo Yuhao.

She threw a punch.

There was no soul skill.

But the pressure brought by that soul power was still not something an ordinary two-ring Grand Soul Master could easily withstand.

Huo Yuhao's gaze sharpened.

In his vision, the trajectory of Wang Dong's shoulder exerting force, elbow turning, and waist and abdomen driving her body forward all became incomparably clear.

He could even determine the true landing point of the punch in advance.

Huo Yuhao shifted half a step sideways.

Wang Dong's fist swept past the edge of his clothes.

"That's it?"

Huo Yuhao asked casually.

Wang Dong's eye twitched.

"You're courting death!"

She swiftly turned around. With a light flap of her butterfly wings, she forcibly changed direction in midair.

This kick was both fast and vicious.

An ordinary freshman would likely not even have been able to see it clearly.

But Huo Yuhao merely raised his left arm and lightly placed his palm against the outside of Wang Dong's calf.

He borrowed her force and gave a push.

Wang Dong immediately lost her balance and staggered half a step when she landed.

Xiao Xiao's gaze tightened.

That move just now had been simple.

But precisely because it was simple, it was even more frightening.

Huo Yuhao had neither relied on soul skills nor met force with force. He had merely used a tiny movement, perfectly catching Wang Dong at the most awkward point of her exertion.

That required extraordinary observation.

And an absurd reaction speed.

"Do you only know how to dodge?"

Wang Dong steadied herself, her little face flushed red with anger.

Huo Yuhao said seriously, "You're an assault type, and I'm a control type. Why would I clash head-on with you?"

"Why don't you just ask me to stand still and let you punch me?"

Wang Dong clenched her teeth.

It seemed to make sense.

But for some reason, hearing it still made her furious.

The next second, she charged again.

This time, Wang Dong had clearly put away her contempt.

Her attacks no longer relied solely on speed and strength. Instead, she continually used the Light Goddess Butterfly's advantage in flight to pressure Huo Yuhao from every angle.

Fists, elbows, knees, and legs.

The unbroken chain of attacks barely paused.

Huo Yuhao kept retreating, yet his footwork never became disordered.

His gaze remained fixed on Wang Dong.

Every time Wang Dong had only just raised her hand, he had already reacted in advance.

"Your left punch lacks power, and your right punch lacks precision."

"Your steps are unsteady, and your center of gravity is unstable before you kick."

"Your reactions are slow. In short, not a single movement of yours is decent. Are you really a soul master?"

The more Wang Dong fought, the angrier she became.

She had come to teach Huo Yuhao a lesson.

Yet now, it felt as if he were giving her an on-the-spot lesson instead.

Who could stand that?

Standing nearby, Xiao Xiao's shock grew deeper and deeper.

Wang Dong was strong.

There was no doubt about that.

Even without soul skills, her use of her martial soul and her physical coordination far surpassed those of ordinary freshmen.

But Huo Yuhao was even stranger.

He clearly had not displayed any particularly powerful soul power fluctuations. Even his Spirit Eyes martial soul only made his eyes glow faintly.

Yet every one of Wang Dong's attacks seemed as though it had been written in his mind beforehand.

No matter where they came from.

He would evade them.

Xiao Xiao suddenly understood a little why Ju Zi valued him so highly.

This person truly was abnormal.

And not just ordinarily abnormal.

As he dealt with Wang Dong's attacks, Huo Yuhao made his assessments internally.

The Light Goddess Butterfly had a high affinity with the light element.

Even without soul skills, one could actually do many things with soul power.

For example, short-range bursts of speed.

Or using light to disrupt an opponent's vision and unleash a blinding flash.

Unfortunately, Wang Dong's mind was currently filled with nothing but beating him up.

She could not think of any of that at all.

Huo Yuhao thought this girl truly had exceptional talent.

She just got carried away too easily in a fight.

No wonder she needed teammates to coordinate with her in the original story.

In a one-on-one battle, if she encountered an opponent calm enough, Wang Dong actually had quite a few openings.

"Huo Yuhao!"

Wang Dong suddenly shouted low.

The butterfly wings behind her flapped fiercely, and her body traced an arc through the air, actually circling around to Huo Yuhao's rear flank.

The angle of this strike was extremely tricky.

Xiao Xiao instinctively widened her eyes.

But just as Wang Dong was about to close in, Huo Yuhao moved as if he had eyes in the back of his head. His right foot stepped back, and his body sank slightly.

Wang Dong's palm swept past above his shoulder.

It missed.

The next moment.

Huo Yuhao suddenly raised a hand, caught Wang Dong's wrist, and twisted it with the motion.

Wang Dong's pupils contracted.

Just as she tried to break free, Huo Yuhao seized her other hand as well.

"Seven-Day Love Lock."

Huo Yuhao called out solemnly.

Then he tripped her feet, moved in close, and crossed his arms to exert force, directly locking both of Wang Dong's hands behind her in front of her body.

Wang Dong was forced to turn around completely.

Her back was nearly pressed against Huo Yuhao's chest, and her hands were locked tightly in place, leaving her utterly unable to move.

The lawn fell silent in an instant.

Xiao Xiao blinked.

This position...

It seemed a little inappropriate.

Wang Dong froze as well, taking in the onrushing scent that belonged to Huo Yuhao alone.

Feeling the warmth behind her, her entire face flushed at a visible speed.

"Huo Yuhao!"

"Let me go!"