Chapter 7: When a Rabbit Seeks Revenge, Ten Years Is Not Too Late!
Your martial soul is clearly the God-Killing Spear! And there's also that… dual pupils!
Although she was furiously complaining in her heart, Xiao Wu didn't hold back with her mouth at all.
"Soul-Devouring Spear? Sounds pretty average to me!"
"Since you're the current dorm leader, I challenge you!"
"If I win, the boss position is mine!"
The moment she finished speaking, Xiao Wu didn't give Lin Yuan any chance to refuse.
Her right foot slammed hard into the ground, her body tensing like a fully drawn bow before instantly launching forward!
"Take this!"
Her speed was astonishingly fast!
The combat instincts of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast instantly locked onto Lin Yuan's neck.
Soft Skill!
This was her proudest close-combat technique.
As long as she could get close, even someone with soul power several levels higher than hers would suffer badly—unless they were a defensive-type soul master!
Facing Xiao Wu's fierce strike, Lin Yuan neither dodged nor activated his dual pupils to see through her movements.
He simply stood there quietly, a faint, inscrutable smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Just as Xiao Wu's hands were about to coil around his neck—
Lin Yuan moved.
The system reward [Martial Arts Mastery] was an integration of countless schools, including traditional martial arts from Blue Star—Taijiquan, among them!
Lin Yuan's hands traced a circular arc, seemingly slow, yet they landed with perfect precision on Xiao Wu's wrists.
You're soft—I go hard!
You're hard—I go soft!
Lin Yuan shifted his body slightly, gently guiding Xiao Wu's forward momentum and sending it along its own path.
Xiao Wu felt an irresistible force surge toward her. Her strike, which should have landed without fail, instantly veered off course. Her center of gravity collapsed, and she crashed straight into Lin Yuan's arms.
"Ah!"
Xiao Wu cried out in surprise.
That collision was very real.
Lin Yuan naturally wrapped an arm around her slender waist. What met his hand was softness—pliable, springy, and full of elasticity.
He had to admit, the name Soft Bone Rabbit wasn't for show. Her body's flexibility was downright outrageous.
"Tsk, so this is Soft Skill? That's all?"
Lin Yuan chuckled softly near Xiao Wu's ear. Then, with a slight exertion of his palm, he rotated her like turning a millstone before pushing her back out.
During that motion, his hand "accidentally" brushed across Xiao Wu's waist, sending a strange, tingling sensation through her body.
Xiao Wu staggered back several steps before finally regaining her balance.
Her face instantly turned bright red—like a fully ripened apple.
That wasn't just embarrassment.
It was rage!
What was that feeling just now?
That bastard—did he touch her several times just now?
Her waist! Her back! And even—
"You! You! You took advantage of me!"
Xiao Wu stomped her foot in fury, pointing at Lin Yuan with a trembling finger.
"Hooligan! Shameless! Despicable!"
Lin Yuan, however, spread his hands innocently, his expression so upright it was almost convincing.
"Classmate Xiao Wu, you can eat recklessly, but you can't speak recklessly."
"It was just normal physical contact."
"You practice Soft Skill, right? That technique requires close-quarters combat in the first place. You rushed in yourself and didn't protect yourself properly—how is that my fault?"
"What, during a fight, do you expect me to keep a three-meter distance and kill you with my gaze?"
His words were spoken with utter righteousness, resonating with conviction.
The group of work-study students who had been watching the show were completely stunned at first—then they all nodded in agreement.
"Boss is right!"
"Yeah, in a fight, how can you not touch someone?"
"Exactly! When Boss Wang Sheng got slammed earlier, he didn't cry about being molested!"
"Xiao Wu, this one's on you. You attacked first—how can you blame the boss for a defensive counter?"
Hearing the surrounding chatter, Xiao Wu almost blacked out from anger.
She stared in disbelief at this bunch of blatant fence-sitters, then at Lin Yuan, who looked every bit like a righteous gentleman.
"You… you all…"
It felt like she had fallen into a massive pit.
She had clearly been taken advantage of.
She had clearly suffered a huge loss.
Yet now, she was somehow the one being labeled as "unreasonable."
And those seemingly casual moves Lin Yuan had just used made her fully realize the gap between them.
That strange technique was practically the natural nemesis of her Soft Skill!
'That bastard did it on purpose!'
'He's a total pervert! A complete lecher!'
Xiao Wu pointed at Lin Yuan and shouted, "I want to fight you using martial souls—another round!"
She clenched her silver teeth, the "lolicon" label in her heart now firmly stamped onto Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan: A hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit—how is that 'loli'? Heh heh heh…
Meanwhile, Tang San, watching this scene from the side, suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.
Even though he had known Lin Yuan and Xiao Wu for less than ten minutes—
He somehow felt as if a faint green glow was flickering above his head.
'Strange… Why am I so angry?'
'Xiao Wu is cute, sure, but I'm not the type to fall for looks alone…'
Tang San shook his head, trying to cast away this bizarre feeling.
'It must be an illusion.'
'Maybe it's because that palm technique Lin Yuan used just now looks a bit similar to our Tang Sect's Controlling Crane Catching Dragon?'
To cover up his awkwardness, Tang San could only force a reason onto himself.
The more Xiao Wu thought about it, the angrier and more aggrieved she felt.
As the big sister of the Star Dou Forest, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?
"I refuse to accept this!"
Xiao Wu shouted, the shame in her eyes transforming into blazing fighting intent.
"I was careless just now—I didn't use my martial soul!"
"I want to fight you again using martial souls—fair and square!"
"I don't believe your martial soul is as sharp as that mouth of yours!"
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking at this rabbit who refused to turn back until she hit the wall.
"Are you sure?"
His voice dropped a few degrees. The playful smile faded, replaced by a cold, solemn edge.
"If I use my martial soul, I won't be able to control my strength anymore."
"If you get hurt somewhere, I won't take responsibility."
Xiao Wu snorted. "Enough nonsense! I also have full innate soul power! Why would I be afraid of you?"
"Fine. I'll indulge you."
Lin Yuan nodded.
Since this rabbit was determined to seek abuse, he would let her see what true great terror really meant.
With a single thought—
A heart-palpitating tremor instantly reverberated through Dorm Seven.
The once-noisy dormitory fell into absolute silence.
Lin Yuan extended his right hand and grasped at the air.
A jet-black spear, its shaft wrapped in dark crimson, sinister patterns, materialized out of thin air!
The spearhead flickered with a chilling, ghostly light, as if even the surrounding illumination was being devoured by it.
Soul-Devouring Spear (Disguised Version)!
Although Lin Yuan had deliberately suppressed much of its aura, the horrifying killing intent originating from the Primordial Era's number-one killing weapon still surged outward like a tidal wave!
The temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.
The work-study students present all turned deathly pale, struggling to breathe—as if invisible hands were clamped tightly around their throats.
Was this really a martial soul?
This was clearly a ferocious beast crawling out of hell!
And what shocked them even more was the light ring slowly rising from beneath Lin Yuan's feet.
A brilliant yellow!
A hundred-year soul ring!
"Hiss!"
Sounds of sharp inhalation echoed one after another.
"One ring?! He's already a one-ring soul master?"
"Good heavens! We're still soul warriors, and the boss is already a soul master?!"
"And it's a hundred-year soul ring! That's the optimal soul ring configuration!"
In an instant, the gazes of everyone in Dorm Seven shifted from awe to outright worship.
This was an absolute golden thigh—thick beyond imagination!
At the same time, Tang San's pupils contracted violently.
"What terrifying killing intent!"
He stared fixedly at the black spear in Lin Yuan's hand, his right hand subconsciously reaching toward his left palm.
Hidden there was his second martial soul—the Clear Sky Hammer.
'This spear feels even more dangerous than my hammer?'
'It even carries a chill that makes the soul itself tremble.'
Stormy waves rose in Tang San's heart.
Although he didn't yet know that the Clear Sky Hammer was the world's number-one tool-type martial soul, his instincts told him clearly—
The quality of Lin Yuan's martial soul was absolutely above his own!
'This person must never be provoked lightly.'
Tang San firmly labeled Lin Yuan as extremely dangerous in his heart.
As for Xiao Wu, who was facing that killing intent head-on, her little face had already turned ghostly pale as she staggered back three steps.
'God-Killing Spear… it really is the God-Killing Spear…'
Her legs felt weak, and the urge to "win back her dignity" vanished in an instant.
Fight?
Fight my ass!
If she got stabbed even once—even a light scrape—her soul would probably take damage!
"Uh…"
Xiao Wu swallowed hard, her expression instantly stiffening.
She glanced at the spearhead glowing with cold light, then at Lin Yuan's half-smiling face.
Backing down is a virtue.
A wise rabbit knows when to bow.
When a rabbit seeks revenge, ten years is not too late!
"Ahem…"
Xiao Wu coughed dryly. Her clenched fists quietly relaxed as she forced out a smile uglier than crying.
"Well… Boss Lin really is amazing!"
"Actually, you know, fighting and killing really hurt harmony. I think the dorm leader position suits you perfectly!"
As she spoke, her eyes rolled, and her gaze landed on Tang San beside her.
If you're not selling out a teammate now, then when?
"Oh, right! Boss Lin, this Tang San also has full innate soul power!"
"I think he's definitely not convinced!"
"How about you spar with him?"
"Let you two compete for the dorm leader spot—I'll just settle for being second-in-command!"
Tang San, who had been innocently eating popcorn on the sidelines: "???"
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