Li Chang'an looked at the towering figure standing in front of him—over two meters tall even without releasing his martial soul. At first, he was startled, then delighted. This guy was like a pillow delivered right when he needed a nap.
"Yeah, I'm Li Chang'an." He gave Qian Renxue a subtle glance to calm her down, then sat back down calmly, his eyes fixed on the newcomer—Huyan Zhuo.
To be honest, if everyone in the Elephant Armor Sect was this dim-witted, he really wouldn't mind finding a way to take over the whole sect someday.
Huyan Zhuo glanced at Li Chang'an's small, lean frame and curled his lip in contempt. "I'm not even using my martial soul. If you can break through my defense, I'll admit defeat."
"But if you can't, then you have to apologize to my little brother!"
Qian Renxue, seated in front of Li Chang'an, slammed the table in anger and was just about to stand up. The gap in power between the two was too big—only she could deal with someone like Huyan Zhuo!
But before she could get up, she felt Li Chang'an firmly grab her hand.
"What are you doing? I've already broken through to Level 30. You don't need to worry about me," Qian Renxue leaned down and whispered softly into his ear.
Level 30? At ten years old?
Li Chang'an quickly pieced it together—Qian Renxue's Angel Martial Soul was an inheritance from the Angel God. It had received divine blessings. That bloodline usually started with innate soul power at Level 20.
Put that way, Tang San was nothing compared to her.
But Li Chang'an wasn't the kind of man who let a girl stand in front of him—especially since he hadn't even started using his real abilities yet.
He leaned in close, brushing his lips against Qian Renxue's ear as he breathed warm air teasingly, and said with a grin, "Wanna bet? If I manage to beat the crap out of him, you have to give me a kiss."
"You—!" Qian Renxue pointed at Li Chang'an with her pale, delicate finger, her face turning bright red.
"What? You scared?" Li Chang'an kept teasing, still whispering hot air by her ear.
Qian Renxue was proud by nature, and she knew very well that Huyan Zhuo's soul power had already surpassed Level 30. Li Chang'an being able to break through his defense would be a miracle, let alone actually beating him to the point of—well, that.
"Fine!" Qian Renxue nodded with resolve.
Li Chang'an took the opportunity to run his hand through her pale golden hair and chuckled smugly to himself. He is going to claim that kiss for sure.
Li Chang'an turned to Huyan Zhuo and said calmly:
"How about this? I fought your brother in front of the whole school. Let's do this at the academy's martial arena—it's more convenient."
Huyan Zhuo didn't even hesitate—he just nodded in agreement.
And so, Li Chang'an took the lead, walking up front. Qian Renxue followed behind him, her expression serious. And at the back, Huyan Zhuo lumbered along.
Don't be fooled by Qian Renxue's earlier show of confidence—inside, she was a bundle of nerves. She told herself she'd better keep a close eye on this idiot, just in case he got himself killed.
It's not like she care about him or anything. She just don't want all those wild ideas in his head to go to waste.
As soon as Li Chang'an stepped through the school gates, he waved down a few passing students.
"Hey, seniors! Look, this is Huyan Zhuo—older brother of Huyan Li, the guy who challenged us last time. He's here to fight me today. Can you help spread the word and get some students to come support me?"
Li Chang'an was well known at the academy. After all, he had twin martial souls, not exactly easy to forget.
"Sure! No problem, junior! We'll alert the entire academy!" one nameless student said solemnly, before rushing off with his companions.
Li Chang'an grinned with satisfaction. Another chance to farm a couple thousand points! With those, he might even hit Level 20 tonight!
News spread quickly across the school, especially since it was right after lunch and students had nothing else to do. Soon, a large crowd began gathering at the martial arena. Even the teachers came to maintain order and add to the spectacle.
Mu Xi, who had been halfway through her meal in the cafeteria, frowned when she heard the news. Her peach blossom eyes narrowed in irritation. She set down her tray and hurried out.
"Another duel? Isn't this just bullying?" Hu Liena slapped Xie Yue on the shoulder. "Brother, let's go too. We can't let our junior brother take the fall alone."
Even though she was still annoyed at Li Chang'an's behavior earlier at lunch, she couldn't help but worry. She dragged Xie Yue along without waiting for his response.
Xie Yue muttered in his head: 'Why do I feel like my sister is really about to get stolen away?'
Still, he let her pull him along.
By the time Li Chang'an and Huyan Zhuo stood in the martial arena, he stopped talking and started scanning the crowd—waiting for as many people as possible to arrive before beginning the show.
Today was a big day: a perfect chance to make a name for himself, and a golden opportunity to show off. He wanted the entire student body to witness this.
"Hey, are you going to fight or not?" Huyan Zhuo rumbled impatiently.
Li Chang'an waved him off. "What's the rush? Just wait a little longer."
Every single spectator meant more system points. There was no way he was starting before everyone showed up.
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About ten minutes later, once the last two students had run in from afar and he confirmed there were no more on the way, Li Chang'an straightened up and smiled.
"Here we go!"
With a flash, a jet-black, razor-sharp Pangu Axe appeared in his hand. At the same time, a deep purple soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.
Some observant students noticed that today's soul ring looked denser and more profound than before, but no one said anything. The change wasn't dramatic enough to raise alarm—and besides, who would imagine that his soul ring quality had improved?
"Thirty seconds. I only need thirty seconds to beat the crap out of you," Li Chang'an declared arrogantly, raising the Pangu Axe in his right hand and holding up three fingers with his left.
Huyan Zhuo sneered. "Talk all you want. That mouth of yours won't win this fight."
Li Chang'an didn't appear to move much, but his eyes suddenly turned sharp as he stared directly at Huyan Zhuo.
[Target Lock: "Whoever You Stare at Will Shit Themselves"—Activated.]
Huyan Zhuo, who had just gotten into a defensive stance, suddenly felt a sharp cramp in his gut. An overwhelming urge to go to the bathroom surged up inside him.
But he didn't think much of it. His body was strong—he could tough it out.
Meanwhile, Li Chang'an silently counted down in his mind. At the twenty-second mark, he finally activated his soul skill.
A brilliant purple glow surged along the edge of the Pangu Axe. Li Chang'an charged forward and swung the weapon at Huyan Zhuo—who, at that exact moment, wore a look of extreme discomfort as he fought to hold it in.
Just as the axe was about to land, Huyan Zhuo's eyes suddenly widened to the limit—
"Pffft! Splurt!"
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