A Wager: Mastering the Undying Battle Body in Three Days

After class, Lin Feng and A Lan went to the cafeteria for lunch.

The cafeteria food was plentiful and exquisite. The meat was cut into neat squares, looking especially appetizing.

The lunch lady was kind and friendly, and she gave Lin Feng quite a bit of extra meat.

Lin Feng and A Lan found a table and were about to sit down to eat.

Just then, a short white-haired boy ran over and sat across from Lin Feng.

The short boy was called A Lei. He was Lin Feng's junior schoolmate and was quite close to him.

The two of them were equally terrible students.

Once seated, A Lei said, "Brother Feng, I heard you did pretty well in martial arts class this morning.

Why did you suddenly start working hard?

Didn't we agree to compete for last place together?"

Looking at A Lei, Lin Feng felt that he looked remarkably like the Lord of the Great Void.

Could this kid be the Lord of the Great Void?

Just like him, A Lei was a complete mess in every subject. Could someone like him really become a Quasi-Martial Saint?

A Lei crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back.

"Brother Feng, don't look at me like that.

Don't tell me you like men?

No wonder A Lan clung to you every day and still didn't become your girlfriend."

Hearing that, A Lan shot Lin Feng a sidelong glance. She suddenly found it hard to swallow her food.

Lin Feng stood up and reached out to ruffle A Lei's white hair.

"Don't talk nonsense. I only like A Lan."

A Lei's eyes widened as he said with an exaggerated expression, "Brother Feng, are you confessing to A Lan?

That's way too hasty.

No, you have to make it more formal."