The battle between Wu Feng and Meng Hongchen held no suspense.
Although Wu Feng looked nearly grown after Martial Soul Possession, scarcely different from Meng Hongchen, she was actually more than two years younger.
With a two-year age gap and a sixteen-level difference in cultivation, Wu Feng had no hope of catching up.
At seventeen, Meng Hongchen was already a level 59 Soul King. As a close-combat Soul Engineer, she excelled at fighting up close.
Even though the flames from Wu Feng's Martial Soul and Soul Skills greatly reduced the ice toad poison's effect on her, the gulf in strength left her no chance to fight back.
But the match's swift end disappointed the spectators, especially the many male students.
After all, both Wu Feng and Meng Hongchen were beautiful in face and figure. A match between the two was a visual feast in itself.
Given the chance, they could have watched beautiful women fight all day.
Meng Hongchen had expended little effort defeating Wu Feng, but Xiao Hongchen called her down anyway.
Whether his classmate won or lost meant nothing to him. He had only one target today: Lu Yi in the stands.
They had agreed on this before the match, so when Xiao Hongchen stepped onto the stage, Lu Yi rose and left the stands.
"Boss, teach him a lesson he won't forget!"
As Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan shouted, Lu Yi stepped onto the stage and faced Xiao Hongchen.
"Lu Yi, I thought we wouldn't meet face-to-face again until the next tournament at the earliest. Who would've thought heaven would give me a chance to wash away my humiliation after only two years?"
Xiao Hongchen's face shone with excitement. "You're the first person I've remembered like this. Don't disappoint me. Winning would be no fun otherwise."
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