No one had expected Bei Bei to lose!
That was Bei Bei-Thunderbolt Bei Bei!
He was a genius who stirred up storms in the Outer Court!
Yet Bei Bei had lost just like that, right before their eyes! And he had been beaten so thoroughly he had nothing to say!
Usually, powerful fighters suffered an upset because they underestimated their opponents or carelessly let them find an opening. But Qian Ran was different. He had met Bei Bei head-on in the most forceful way possible.
From beginning to end, Bei Bei had seemingly never managed to keep Qian Ran on the defensive. Instead, Bei Bei had suffered badly.
Given his towering reputation, even when they saw Bei Bei gradually losing ground, they still thought it was part of his strategy. But now...
Looking at Qian Ran, everyone felt tremendous pressure.
They would be facing a super genius who had defeated a talented upperclassman! Being in the same year as a genius like that was truly terrifying!
"My god! Is he really a freshman? We're all freshmen, so how is he so outstanding?"
"I thought Dai Huabin was already unbeatable, but now it looks like Dai Huabin and those guys are no match for Qian Ran."
"No kidding. Don't you know Thunderbolt Bei Bei's reputation in the Outer Court? Bei Bei's strength ranks among the top five in the entire Outer Court. What do Dai Huabin and the others amount to? In other words, Qian Ran is already one of the Outer Court's top fighters, not just unbeatable among the freshmen!"
Countless gazes directed at Qian Ran brimmed with admiration.
These freshmen had been extremely apprehensive when they first arrived at Shrek Academy. Although they had barely managed to enroll, the Freshman Assessment three months later was a terrible headache for them. Comparing yourself to others really could make you die of frustration. Just look at him!
He had only just entered the academy, yet he had already won over such a beautiful senior girl and given an upperclassman a savage beating.
Only a novel would dare write a plot like that!
"This guy is such a freak." Wang Dong'er's anxious heart finally settled. Seeing Qian Ran defeat Bei Bei filled her with pride and excitement. This was the person she liked! The person she liked was just that amazing!
But when she saw the infatuated smiles the girls around her were giving Qian Ran, the smile fell from Wang Dong'er's face.
Qian Ran was wonderful, but he was also very lecherous.
Now that he had stolen so much of the limelight, who knew how many girls would be captivated by him?
As for what came next... Wang Dong'er felt a mountain of pressure. Plenty of outstanding women would surely approach Qian Ran in the future. Expecting a lecher like him to resist temptation was impossible!
"Not bad, was I?" Qian Ran raised his eyebrows at Wang Dong'er.
"Hmph. You did all right! But what's going on between you and her?" Wang Dong'er gave a little snort and turned her head aside, pretending to be angry. This damned guy was utterly shameless. She had no idea why such a beautiful senior girl liked him.
"I'll explain when I get back. Go back to the dorm first. I'll be back in a little while." Qian Ran smiled sheepishly. He had not expected things to turn out this way either. Now that Dong'er was so angry, enjoying her gentle, attentive care in the future would be difficult.
"Hmph."
Wang Dong'er wrinkled her delicate little nose, angrily turned around, and headed back to the dorm.
That rotten pig's trotter!
Wang Dong'er wanted nothing more to do with that rotten pig's trotter Qian Ran, yet she could not bear to let him go.
Were all men this fickle? But I really want Qian Ran to belong to me alone.
Qian Ran knew Wang Dong'er was angry too, but he could hardly just abandon Tang Ya now, could he?
"My performance just now didn't disappoint you, did it?" Holding Tang Ya's hand, Qian Ran ran with her out of the crowded throng. Looking at her face, as lovely and fresh as a blossom glistening with dew, he felt everything he had done was worth it.
He would never give up such a picturesque beauty of a senior girl to anyone.
"You're really amazing," Tang Ya praised him. She was so happy at that moment. Walking hand in hand with Qian Ran through the beautiful campus was wonderfully romantic. Although they had only known each other for a short time, their hearts had crossed the bounds of time. They were like two people who had been in love for ages.
There was silence, broken only by the rustle of feet treading fallen leaves.
Slowly, Qian Ran stopped.
Looking at Tang Ya's exquisite face, Qian Ran's heart stirred so deeply.
"You're so beautiful," Qian Ran said involuntarily. Tang Ya's style of dress was girlish, making her both charmingly lively and full of vitality, yet also dignified and elegant.
Tang Ya was gentle, with a gentleness that came from her very bones.
Though she was not strong, Tang Ya was like an understanding older sister who could help you in other aspects of life.
"Mm." Qian Ran's gaze made Tang Ya a little shy, and she could only murmur softly.
Wrapping his arm around Tang Ya's fragrant shoulders, Qian Ran leaned straight in to kiss her face.
A week of torment-he had endured it for a week, and now he could finally let it all out without restraint.
His lips kissed Tang Ya's face again and again, an urge to possess everything about her rising within him.
Tang Ya belonged to him. No one could take her away!
Qian Ran stroked Tang Ya's smooth back, his hand constantly roaming elsewhere.
Slowly, Tang Ya grew impassioned too. She closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed it.
At that moment, there were no other feelings in her heart, only her affection for Qian Ran and her inner joy. Nothing was more worth celebrating than having the person you liked like you back. Qian Ran liked her too. How wonderful.
Tang Ya let Qian Ran take whatever he wanted.
Whatever Qian Ran wanted, she would give him.
Half an hour passed before the lovestruck pair finally satisfied each other.
They found a quiet greenway and sat down. Her clothes disheveled, Tang Ya lay in Qian Ran's arms, hugging his waist like a little kitten, afraid he might slip from her grasp. Ever since her parents died, she had carried the burden of hatred. This was the first time she had felt so comfortable. All that hatred was temporarily pushed to the back of her mind.
"Qian Ran, your Martial Soul seems to be that..." Tang Ya remembered. Qian Ran's Martial Soul seemed to be the legendary Six-Winged Angel. The presence he had used to suppress her Evil Qi seemed to come from the Six-Winged Angel. No wonder. The reason Qian Ran had given for rejecting her back then apparently had not been a joke.
"That's right. I didn't lie to you." Qian Ran ruffled Tang Ya's hair and buried his head deep in it. The fragrance of her hair, unique to Tang Ya, utterly captivated him.
"Spirit Hall and the Tang Sect seem to have been enemies ten thousand years ago..." Tang Ya blinked her large eyes. Back then, when Spirit Hall sought to unite the world under its rule, Tang Sect ancestor Tang San had led the other factions to defeat it together.
"Exactly. So you're here to repay the debt. As punishment, you're never allowed to leave me for the rest of your life." Qian Ran gave Tang Ya's shapely bottom a firm squeeze and spoke with a smile.
"Ooh." Tang Ya gave a sweet, artless response, not taking that matter to heart.
Whatever Qian Ran's background was, she would never give up being with him. She had nothing left now, only Qian Ran. Qian Ran was her lover and her only family.
[That's the fifth update. Although I can write a chapter in half an hour, ten thousand characters still takes nearly three hours. I'm pretty hardworking, right? I'll try to write ten thousand characters every day from now on. I want to finish sooner. Shall I aim for a million characters in three months? I just don't know how long I can keep it up. I might fizzle out after two or three days.]
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