Even Ten Lives Wouldn't Save You

Qian Renxue looked at Lin Yuan standing behind Ma Hongjun and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She took the slightly wilted rose and walked to Lin Yuan's side, naturally leaning on his shoulder. Then she looked at Ma Hongjun, who was still being held down by Lin Yuan and unable to move, with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"Little brother, this is your sister's boyfriend."

Qian Renxue shook the rose in her hand.

"So, are you still going to pursue my older sister?"

Dai Mubai and the others stood at the back, originally thinking that things should be over here.

The fact that the other party could appear behind Ma Hongjun silently and render him completely immobile with just one hand shows that anyone with a modicum of sense knows this is someone they absolutely cannot afford to provoke.

However, Ma Hongjun's situation is clearly not normal.

His face flushed red and then paled, especially after seeing Qian Renxue lean on Lin Yuan, his youthful vigor returned completely.

"I challenge you to a duel!"

Upon hearing this shout, Dai Mubai behind him froze.

Oscar silently raised his hand and covered his face.

Tang San's lips twitched slightly.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all averted their gazes, wishing they could sever all ties with Ma Hongjun right now.

Ma Hongjun got more and more excited as he spoke, "Let's have a battle between Soul Master! Whoever loses has to leave my sister!"

This time, even Xing didn't rummage through the trash can.

She stood next to March 7th, looking intently at Ma Hongjun, as if she suddenly found this person more interesting than the things in the trash can; he was a real character.

On March 7th, he opened his mouth.

"Is this person... a little dim-witted?"

Lin Yuan paused for a moment.

He looked at the future Phoenix God before him, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Young man."

"Commendable courage."

Just as Ma Hongjun was about to reveal a smug smile, Lin Yuan finished speaking.

"Too bad, that was too foolish."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying surge of Soul Power was released from Lin Yuan's body.

Boom!

The surrounding air seemed to become heavy at that moment, and the pedestrians who had been watching the commotion all changed their expressions and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Ma Hongjun, who was closest to the camera, froze.

The feeling was like a mountain suddenly pressing down on your shoulders. The Soul Power that you could barely circulate just now was instantly forced back into your body, and even your breathing became heavy.

Immediately afterwards, one Soul Ring after another rose up from beneath Lin Yuan's feet.

yellow.

yellow.

Purple.

Purple.

black.

black.

The six disguised Soul Ring slowly circled around Lin Yuan, and the aura of the Soul Emperor level enveloped the surroundings without any concealment.

Dai Mubai's pupils contracted sharply.

Tang San also stared intently at the six Soul Ring.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black.

The Soul Ring Configuration is almost perfect.

What truly unsettled them was that the black-haired youth before them didn't appear to be much older than them.

Ma Hongjun was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the six slowly pulsating Soul Ring, his lips trembling several times, the fighting spirit he had just displayed vanishing completely in an instant.

"Hun... hun... Soul Emperor?!"

Lin Yuan looked down at him.

"Shall we continue?"

Ma Hongjun swallowed hard.

For a moment, I had no idea how to answer.

Just as an eerie silence fell over the crowd, Flender's voice suddenly came from the periphery.

"Excuse me, please make way."

Flender and Zhao Wuji had just come from another street when they saw a large crowd gathered here from afar.

The two hadn't originally planned to join in the fun, but as soon as they got closer, they heard people nearby discussing excitedly.

"Look at that chubby kid, he looks like he was trying to flirt with some girl and got caught red-handed by her boyfriend."

"He still wants to duel with them."

"Interesting."

Flender's pace slowed abruptly.

Zhao Wuji glanced at him.

"Didn't you say you had things to do when you got back?"

What's the rush?

Flender adjusted his glasses and said with a serious expression, "Let's learn about the local customs and culture of Spirit City."

After saying that, he took the lead and squeezed into the crowd.

Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes and followed.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Flender finally managed to squeeze to the front of the crowd, just as he was about to see which unlucky chubby girl had been caught red-handed by someone's boyfriend.

Then I looked up.

The smile vanished.

"Ma Hongjun?!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ma Hongjun turned his head sharply as if he had suddenly grasped a lifeline.

"Teacher!"

Flender's face immediately darkened.

It really is my apprentice!

Seeing Lin Yuan with one hand on Ma Hongjun's shoulder and six Soul Ring floating around him, Flender subconsciously prepared to walk over.

No matter how much your apprentice deserves a beating, he's still your apprentice.

But as soon as he took a step, his gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yuan's waist.

A blue-green token hung there quietly.

On the front, a longbow with its bowstring fully drawn stands out.

Imperial Bow Token.

Flender stopped abruptly.

My eyelid twitched violently.

He knew, of course, what the Imperial Bow Token meant to the Spirit Hall.

There is no other person on the entire continent who can wear this.

Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Lin Yuan!

Flender's gaze slowly shifted to Qian Renxue, who was leaning against Lin Yuan.

blond.

Six-Winged Angel.

And combining that with what I just heard...

Flender felt a sharp throb in his temples.

That bastard.

Why strike up a conversation with anyone?

How dare they try to chat up the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!

He even dared to challenge someone to a duel to steal his girlfriend right in front of the Holy Son?!

Flender almost fainted.

He had been walking towards Lin Yuan, but suddenly changed direction, rushed to Ma Hongjun, and grabbed his ear.

You traitorous disciple!

"Ouch! Teacher! It hurts!"

Ma Hongjun had barely uttered two shouts when he received a slap on the head.

"Pain? You can still feel pain?"

While beating him, Flender hurriedly smiled apologetically at Lin Yuan.

"Your His Highness the Holy Son, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. This brat has never been very bright, and today he's just lost his mind. It's my fault for not disciplining him properly. Please don't take it to heart."

Bang!

Another slap.

"Still want a duel?"

Whoever loses leaves.

Bang!

"Why don't you just go to heaven!"

Ma Hongjun covered his head and hid everywhere.

"Teacher, I don't know!"

You dare talk back!

Flender raised his hand, ready to continue punching, but Lin Yuan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Alright."

Flender stopped immediately.

Lin Yuan withdrew his Soul Power, and the six disguised Soul Ring disappeared back into his body.

He glanced at Ma Hongjun, whose face was bruised and swollen, then looked at Flender.

"Stop acting."

Flender chuckled dryly twice.

Lin Yuan gestured with his chin towards Ma Hongjun again.

"From now on, watch your lower body."

This time, Ma Hongjun didn't dare to argue and nodded quickly.

Lin Yuan wasn't really going to argue with a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. He put his arm around Qian Renxue's waist and turned to leave.

As he passed by March 7th, he casually patted her on the head.

"Hey kid, stop looking, let's go."

March 7th was taken aback at first.

The next second, he bristled.

"Who are you calling 'little brat'?!"

"Lin Yuan! You stop right there!"

She chased after him, puffing out her cheeks.

Qian Renxue's shoulders were trembling slightly from laughing.

Xing stood there scratching his head, glanced at Ma Hongjun whose ear was being grabbed by Flender, and then at Lin Yuan who had already walked away.

She seemed somewhat puzzled.

Didn't we agree to a duel?

Why didn't a fight break out?

After thinking for two seconds without figuring it out, Xing decisively gave up and followed the three.

Flender finally breathed a sigh of relief only after the four figures had completely disappeared at the end of the street.

The next second, he turned around and slapped Ma Hongjun on the back of the head again.

You traitorous disciple!

Ma Hongjun covered his head, looking aggrieved.

"Teacher, he's just a Soul Emperor..."

"Isn't that it?"

Flender almost laughed out of exasperation.

He grabbed Ma Hongjun by the collar.

Do you know who he is?

Ma Hongjun was stunned.

Dai Mubai, Tang San, and the others also looked over.

Flender took a deep breath.

"Lin Yuan, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

"The blonde girl you just chatted up is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall."

Ma Hongjun's face gradually paled.

Flender stared at him.

"You flirted with the Holy Maiden in front of the Holy Son, holding up a tattered flower, and even challenged him to a duel to steal her girlfriend."

If he really pursues this against you today—

Flender raised his hand and smacked Ma Hongjun on the head.

"Even if I had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough to save you, your teacher!"