Wu Feng Used "Ohoho~" and Lost to Me-She Was No Longer My Rival!

The next morning.

As the sun rose in the east and the last wisp of purple qi faded, a purple gleam flashed through Tang Qi's eyes. Only then did he slowly stand, wash up, and leave the dormitory.

Outside, Xiao Xiao and Huo Yutong had been waiting for some time. They both looked up when he came out.

"You two didn't practice the Purple Demon Eye?" Tang Qi asked as he approached, glancing between them.

"We haven't even fully learned the Mysterious Heaven Skill yet." Xiao Xiao clasped her hands behind her back and tipped up her face, answering brightly.

Tang Qi gave a hum and asked no more.

"Brother Tang Qi."

Huo Yutong spoke up suddenly. She held her hands close to her chest, looking a little nervous, and leaned forward slightly. Her beautiful eyes shone with anticipation. "I'm going to sell grilled fish on Food Street east of the academy tonight. Could you... come?"

Tang Qi paused, then smiled. "Of course. Come on, let's get to class first."

When the three reached Freshman Class Nine, the bell had yet to ring, but the classroom was already packed.

Mu Jin stood at the lectern without a word, his expression somewhat gloomy.

The three returned to their seats. The moment Xiao Xiao sat down, she turned and lowered her voice. "What's wrong with Teacher Mu Jin today? Why does he seem so gloomy?"

Tang Qi shrugged. "No idea. Maybe menopause has hit him."

Or perhaps he had suffered another setback at the hands of that old woman Zhou Yi. Douluo Continent could never escape this wretched love triangle.

"Tang Qi."

A deliberately softened female voice came from beside him.

Tang Qi turned his head.

Ning Tian rested her cheek on one hand, her short golden hair glowing softly in the sunlight. Her rose-red eyes glistened as she stared at him without blinking, the faintest smile on her lips.

Two slender, pale fingers gently pushed a small note toward him. Tang Qi raised an eyebrow and flicked his gaze over it.

Ning Tian glanced at Mu Jin, who was sorting through lesson notes at the lectern, then whispered, "Tang Qi, the next class is practical training. Would you like to spar with Wu Feng and me?"

Tang Qi rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. "We'll see."

Ning Tian sat back with a smile and said nothing more.

Just then, the bell rang.

Mu Jin instantly shifted into teaching mode. He cleared his throat.

"Today's class was supposed to be practical training. But I've changed my mind. We'll have a theory lesson first."

He turned and wrote a few large words on the board: Soul Master Classifications and the Strengths and Weaknesses of Soul Tools.

"In the Soul Master World, there are six main types: Control, Power Attack, Agility Attack, Defense, Food, and Support." Mu Jin's voice rose and fell with practiced emphasis.

Then came Shrek Academy's distinctive view. "What I want you to understand is that for every type of Soul Master, the Martial Soul and Soul Rings are the foundation of their existence. Soul Tools are nothing but a crooked side path, flashy tricks of no real worth."

Tang Qi grew drowsy listening from the back.

He had no idea how much time had passed before Mu Jin's voice suddenly rose. "All right, that's it for today. Class dismissed."

Mu Jin picked up his lesson notes, but stopped at the door and looked back. "Tang Qi, Xiao Xiao, Huo Yutong—come to my office in a moment."

"We're done for!" Xiao Xiao blurted in alarm. "Teacher Mu Jin isn't going to ask about us skipping class yesterday, is he?"

"My parents said homeroom teachers at Shrek Academy have a lot of authority. They can even expel students! We're not going to get kicked out, are we?"

Huo Yutong's face went white. For a moment, she had no idea what to do.

Brother Tang Qi and Xiao Xiao won't get expelled because of me, will they?

"Enough. Don't jump at every rustle in the grass."

Tang Qi stood and flicked Xiao Xiao on the forehead. "If anything happens, I'll take responsibility. Let's go."

He headed out first. Huo Yutong and Xiao Xiao exchanged a look, then hurried after him.

"Young Master, did he agree?"

Once most of the class had left, Wu Feng could no longer hold back and moved closer to Ning Tian.

"What's this about agreeing?"

Ning Tian propped up her chin and regarded her with interest. "Do you care that much about him?"

"No, no!" Wu Feng waved her hands frantically.

She was utterly loyal to the Young Master. She would never harbor any other intentions!

Ning Tian chuckled and deliberately drew out her words. "Even if you do, it's fine. When the time comes, one of us can take the top and the other the bottom."

Wu Feng: ?! I don't give a damn who you are—get out of the Young Master's body right now!

The Wu Feng Family's relationship with the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was much like that of the Seven Kill Sword and Bone Dragon with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ten thousand years ago.

The partners of successive young masters of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had to possess formidable combat strength.

Ning Tian knew full well what the sect meant by sending both her and Wu Feng to Shrek.

She and Wu Feng had grown up together and shared a deep bond. Yet she was unwilling to give up the support Wu Feng's family provided the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect for the sake of a so-called "partner."

Wu Feng would marry eventually. If she married an outsider, the alliance between their families would inevitably weaken.

That meant Ning Tian would have to choose between her partner and Wu Feng.

But now there was someone talented enough that the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Wu Feng Family would turn a blind eye to both women sharing one husband.

"Don't worry. There'll be plenty of chances." Ning Tian drew back from her thoughts and gave a knowing smile.

"But they'll split us into classes after the Freshman Assessment in three months. Will we still end up in the same class as Tang Qi?" Wu Feng asked hesitantly.

"Isn't that what you're for?" Ning Tian winked at her.

Ning Tian: Wu Feng, do it for me. Use "ohoho" on Tang Qi!

Wu Feng: "..."

Mu Jin's office.

Tang Qi reached the door first. He looked back and gave the two girls a reassuring glance, then pushed it open.

The office was small. Mu Jin had clearly been waiting for some time. As soon as Tang Qi entered, he hurried over with a chair and an ingratiating smile.

"Tang Qi, have a seat. There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Tang Qi raised an eyebrow. He made himself comfortable and sat down.

After all, if soldiers came, he would send generals; if water came, he would pile up earth.

"For the Freshman Assessment Tournament in three months, I'd like you to team up with Ning Tian and Wu Feng."

Mu Jin went straight to the point.

"There are only four Soul Elders in the entire freshman class. Your team would have two of them, plus Wu Feng, a Soul Grandmaster."

"The championship would be all but nailed down. Whether it's core disciple status or the tournament rewards, they'd be yours."

"And Ning Feng is a Support Soul Elder, while Wu Feng is a Soul Grandmaster. Neither could take the MVP from you."

Tang Qi leaned back slightly and looked at Mu Jin with a raised brow and a half-smile. "Teacher Mu Jin, I don't think I need those two to win the championship, do I?"

Mu Jin froze.

Seeing his expression, Tang Qi chuckled. "Don't tell me you made a bet with someone and came to me because you're afraid of losing?"

Mu Jin's face reddened. He quickly straightened his expression. "Does that matter? It doesn't matter, does it? What I just said really was for your benefit."

Tang Qi only looked at him without speaking. After a pause, Mu Jin lowered his voice.

"I'll tell you the truth. Over in Freshman Class One, Zhou Yi used some means or other to get Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu—the two you fought yesterday—transferred to her class."

"One-on-one, I certainly don't think either of them is a match for you."

Mu Jin's gaze sharpened. "But don't forget the White Tiger and Hell Spirit Cat's Martial Soul Fusion Skill—the Hell White Tiger!"

"Teacher Mu Jin, do you know something?"

Tang Qi smiled faintly. "Once someone has fallen to my hand, they no longer deserve to be an enemy in my eyes."

What a joke. If I still couldn't win with cheats, I might as well cut my own throat and ascend to the heavens!

If they really pushed me, I'd grab little Huo and hit them with a move: Withering in Life—Golden Entanglement!!