Douluo: Spirit Currency War, What the Heck is This?
Chapter 24

Wang Dong'er

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"Whoa, Yutong is really getting more and more like Spider-Man..."

Xu Feng sat in the spectator seats, watching the petite figure on the Soul Fighting Arena, feeling a deep sense of gratification. That was because Huo Yutong, despite having only a single lonely yellow soul ring and a soul power rank of merely 16, had already smashed her way through all obstacles and forcefully advanced into the top eight.

One had to know that this competition gathered students from the entire Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy, with quite a few students having soul power above rank 30, and some even already possessing four soul rings.

Yet Huo Yutong relied precisely on a single soul ring and the lowest soul power in the entire arena to forcefully fight her way into the top eight, and right now she was even about to win.

It was mainly because her soul skills were simply too freakish. Whether it was close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, ranged soul tools, or hard-to-guard-against spiritual attacks, as long as anyone attempted to launch an attack against her, an early warning would sound in her mind in advance.

Then, she only needed to slightly tilt her body, gently step back, or simply jump up on the spot to easily dodge every single fatal attack.

As for the spider silk shot out by her external soul bone, once it stuck it was extremely difficult to break free. While dodging attacks, Huo Yutong's hands waved continuously, and streaks of spider silk shot out. After completely controlling the enemy, she would unhesitatingly swing her fists and smash them down hard right at the opponent's head.

Xu Feng recalled the scene of when he first met Huo Yutong. Back then, she was thin and small, and her gaze was filled with vigilance.

Who could have imagined that in just a few short months, this once soft and delicate little girl would actually turn into the Spider-Woman striking terror into the hearts of her opponents on the Soul Fighting Arena.

On the arena, Huo Yutong's opponent was a heavily built upperclassman. He was clearly already driven somewhat into impatience by Huo Yutong's evasion ability, and his attacks grew faster and fiercer, yet he still couldn't touch even a corner of her clothes.

Huo Yutong dodged the straight punch thrown by the upperclassman, and at the same time flicked her right hand, a thread of spider silk accurately entangling her opponent's left wrist.

Immediately following that, her body spun, and her left hand shot out yet another thread of spider silk, entangling the other's right ankle. This upperclassman stumbled forward a few steps, and Huo Yutong seized the opportunity to leap backward to widen the distance, her hands exerting force simultaneously as spider silk shot out overwhelmingly like a inescapable net.

One, two, three... The spider silk intertwined in the air into an airtight web, and soon bound the opponent tightly from head to toe.

In the end, his entire person was like a silkworm cocoon wrapped in a spider web, unable to move a muscle, and could only stare with a pair of unwilling eyes, watching helplessly as Huo Yutong walked closer step by step.

Huo Yutong walked up in front of him, then abruptly swung her fist, aimed at his head, and delivered a neat and decisive punch downward. With a dull thud, this upperclassman passed out directly.

The entire arena fell silent for a few seconds, and then erupted into deafening cheers. Huo Yutong stood in the center of the arena, shook off the spider silk on her hands, and waved goodbye to everyone.

"Still, I never expected that she would actually come to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy."

Xu Feng was referring to the opponent Huo Yutong was about to face in the next match, Wang Dong'er, that universally known Soul Tool Immunity Physique.

Not to mention using them, one couldn't even touch them, yet she had now come to the Sun Moon Empire, which specialized in researching the soul guidance branch. It was hard not to suspect whether some kind of divine will was at play in this.

"Tang San, did you still fail to hold back from making a move?"

Xu Feng never believed that Wang Dong'er's appearance in the Sun Moon Empire could be any sort of coincidence. At this time, in this place, and of all things she appeared before him dressed in women's clothing, plus she wore his most beloved white silk stockings, all of this was simply too deliberate.

One had to know that even Meng Hongchen, whom he lived with day and night, knew nothing at all about this hidden interest of his. He hid this preference very deeply, but Wang Dong'er acted as though she naturally knew how to hit his system.

The school uniform system of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy had always been lenient, and there had never been rigid regulations regarding girls' attire. You could choose to go bare-legged, or you could wear stockings of any color; the academy would not question it, let alone interfere.

Meng Hongchen and Huo Yutong were standard black-silk partisans. The reason Meng Hongchen favored black wasn't because she had some special aesthetic pursuit.

Rather, it was because her nutrition was too abundant, making her legs appear a bit plump, and black stockings happened to be able to produce a visual shrinking effect, making her legs look more slender and delicate.

As for Huo Yutong, her path of black silk was entirely forced out by Meng Hongchen. Because of a lack of money, Huo Yutong's taste in clothes was even messy to a terrible degree, and her standard for buying clothes had only one: as long as she could wear it.

Meng Hongchen couldn't bear to watch it anymore and directly took over her wardrobe. From then on, Huo Yutong's dressing style inevitably leaned toward Meng Hongchen's, and black silk naturally became a standard setup.

As for white silk, it had the harshest requirements for leg shape; it couldn't conceal flaws like black did, and it exposed every single line of the legs to the sunlight, tolerating not the slightest bit of sloppiness.

Among the people Xu Feng knew, the only one truly suited to wearing white silk was Jiang Nannan, whom he had cultivated with his own hands. Yet even so, Jiang Nannan had never worn white silk so matter-of-factly and so completely naturally like Wang Dong'er did.

Of course, the above guesses were not unfounded fabrications by Xu Feng, nor was he narcissistic enough to think that the entire world revolved around him.

The reason he was able to reach such a conclusion relied entirely on a key figure: Wang Dong'er's roommate, which was the mole he had planted by her side.

According to the insider's report, before enrolling, Wang Dong'er always wore ordinary short socks, that kind of ankle-length cotton socks, plain without any distinct features.

Yet ever since entering the Sun Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy, she had started wearing over-the-knee stockings, and only wore white ones.

Moreover, when someone roundaboutly asked her whether she wanted to try other colors, such as black, Wang Dong'er's reaction was exceptionally resistant. That kind of resistance was not the ordinary I don't like it, but a rejection bordering on instinct.

How could a normal person produce such intense resistance toward the color of a sock? If there was no interference from Tang San behind this, it would be a ghost.

Xu Feng could be almost certain that Tang San must have meddled in secret. The reason he didn't have Wang Dong'er disguise herself as a boy and infiltrate under the alias Wang Dong like in the original book was actually very simple: the times had changed, and the strategy had to change along with it.

He was now the crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire, with a noble status and towering power, and the things least lacking around him were beauties.

Trying to scheme against him using romance had too high a difficulty coefficient. Tang San knew very well what kind of beauties he hadn't seen and what kind of gentle trap he hadn't experienced since childhood.

The probability of relying on the old-fashioned method of developing feelings over time to keep him in check was simply too low, so Tang San chose another method: feminine charm.

Not the kind of affection that required time to brew, but a temptation that directly struck the visual senses. He utilized the beauty of Wang Dong'er, a God King's daughter, and made use of her face capable of making any man's heart skip a beat to attract his attention.

After all, with how well he hid his preference, besides Tang San who stared at him from the God Realm every day, it was simply impossible for anyone else to notice.

That old fox must have observed him in the God Realm for a long time before discovering this secret, and then meticulously designed all of this.

One had to admit that this fellow was truly ruthless enough. He observed his preferences 24 hours a day, and then completely added his preferences onto his own daughter just to create the best feminine temptation effect.

He completely disregarded any of his daughter's own wishes, solely to achieve his own goal. This was genuinely treating his daughter purely as a tool.

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