Liu Erlong Feng Xiaotian stared blankly in the direction where Huo Wu had disappeared.
Only after the Blazing Fire Academy team had completely vanished did he snap out of it.
What did she say?
She said she'd give me a chance to date her?
If I could defeat Ye Qiu from Blue Tyrant Academy, she'd be my girlfriend?
My god, this is an incredible opportunity!
As his senses gradually returned, an uncontrollable excitement ignited within Feng Xiaotian.
His feelings for Huo Wu weren't new.
Shenfeng Academy and Blazing Fire Academy were close by and often exchanged ideas.
When he first met Huo Wu six years ago, he fell deeply in love with this stunningly beautiful and talented girl.
To pursue her, he even set aside his pride and befriended Huo Wushuang.
And in his sparring matches with these two siblings, he had never won.
Yet,
Huo Wu remained indifferent to him.
Now, the opportunity had finally arrived.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian's heart was burning with the power of love.
He suddenly realized how pleasing Ye Qiu from Blue Tyrant Academy was, and how timely his victory had been.
This is wonderful!
Feng Xiaotian's heart was filled with fighting spirit. He
even forgot about the Soul Master Competition.
When he met Ye Qiu, he would do his best to defeat him.
Huo Wu!
Just you wait, I will prove to you with my strength that I am the most suitable man for you.
Feng Xiaotian couldn't wait to face Blue Tyrant Academy tomorrow.
Ye Qiu and the others naturally didn't know about the agreement reached between Divine Wind Academy and Blazing Fire Academy.
As always,
they didn't stay long in the Great Soul Arena. After finishing their matches, they went straight back to the academy.
That evening,
Ye Qiu and Liu Erlong were tidying up the room.
No,
it should be said that they were tidying up Dean Liu Erlong's office.
A vortex appeared in the space.
Ye Qiu and Liu Erlong had just finished showering and appeared in the chairs in the office.
Liu Erlong sat in Ye Qiu's lap.
Her body was a little hot, and she glared at Ye Qiu in annoyance.
Liu Erlong stood up, but her legs suddenly went weak, and she sat back in Ye Qiu's lap.
After repeating this several times,
Ye Qiu rolled his eyes. He hadn't expected that
Liu Erlong would become even more tense in his office, making it difficult
for him to continue.
However, even without the lights on and with it getting late, the important work still needed to be done.
Ye Qiu directed
Liu Erlong to get up, place her hands on the desk, bend over, and start pushing hard
to move the desk to a different position.
While Liu Erlong was busy
, Ye Qiu wasn't idle either. After all, she was a woman and lacked the strength.
The enthusiastic Ye Qiu quickly lent her a hand,
helping her push and working hard while also giving her applause as encouragement. With Ye
Qiu's support, Liu Erlong felt energized, as if floating on air. The desk seemed light, and her whole body felt relaxed. She couldn't help but want to sing.
Finally,
the desk was moved to the right position by Ye Qiu and Liu Erlong.
Due to excessive exertion, Liu Erlong slumped weakly onto the desk. Her face was flushed, and even her legs were damp
with sweat. She murmured in a daze
, "Husband, is that enough for today? Otherwise, I might not be able to go to the site tomorrow."
"Alright."
Ye Qiu turned her over, held her in his arms, his eyes flashing with a powerful light, and then disappeared from the office.
It was as if he had never been there.
Only the traces of sweat and water left on the floor and chairs, and the lingering scent in the air, proved they had been there.
Yuexuan.
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In the dead of night, the top floor was brightly lit.
"Yuehua, your little lover can't be hidden anymore; his performance is just too dazzling."
Lingyuan Douluo, with his neat short hair and black armor, sat in Tang Yuehua's room,
sipping tea and listening to a tune.
Tang Yuehua, who had just finished bathing, was intently playing the zither.
Her light blue hair cascaded down her back, and her delicate face, like that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, was fair and rosy, flawless.
Her pale yellow gauze nightgown subtly accentuated her curvaceous figure, arousing the imagination.
Hearing Lingyuan Douluo's words, Tang Yuehua pressed down on the strings, and the music gradually faded.
Her soft voice was as melodious as a nightingale's song.
"It's alright. Sister Lingyuan can relax a bit more now; she won't let anyone else harm Qiu."
"Then why did you tell me to keep his information hidden before?"
Lingyuan Douluo rolled his eyes.
She felt her eyes were no longer pure, constantly seeing those white, fleshy bodies entwined together.
The constantly changing locations were one thing, but
the key was that the boy was inhuman; he wasn't limited by altitude, relying on his wings to fly around.
"That's because she simply won't allow anyone to hurt Qiu."
Tang Yuehua gracefully walked to the table, sitting opposite Lingyuan Douluo, a hint of helplessness on her face.
Lingyuan Douluo was stunned.
"Huh? You mean that crazy woman will lay a hand on your little lover?"
"Yes. Sister Dong'er and she are different after all."
Tang Yuehua nodded slightly.
...
The sun rose high.
In the Great Soul Arena.
Blue Tyrant Academy welcomed its twelfth opponent.
Canghui Academy.
Ye Qiu would definitely have to deal with this opponent himself, because the girls couldn't handle it.
Although this team's cultivation wasn't very strong, they specialized in mental power. They
all seemed to have gem-type martial souls and possessed a fusion skill.
Less than half an hour before the start of the match.
The teams from each academy were already waiting in the rest area.
This time, Ye Qiu and his team didn't play in the first round; it was their turn in the third.
With nothing else to do
, Ye Qiu, along with the still-weak Liu Erlong and several other girls, headed to the spectator area
to watch the other teams perform .
Their eleven-game winning streak, all achieved through solo victories, had made them stand out among the other participating academies.
Although many people watched them from the sidelines, few dared to approach.
In the world of Soul Masters, strength was everything.
Ye Qiu, in this preliminary round, had already been crowned the Most Valuable Soul Master.
His performance had convinced everyone that no one could defeat him alone.
"Brother, can Xiao Lan play this time? You took her away from me yesterday,"
Xiao Lan said, sitting on Ye Qiu's lap, looking at him with a charming expression.
"No, I have to play this match myself. Without strong mental power, I can't handle their attacks,"
Ye Qiu said, gently pinching Xiao Lan's nose.
Xiao Lan, who was about to bite Ye Qiu's hand, froze for a moment.
"Mental strength?"
"Yes, all seven of them have gem-type martial souls, so maybe next time."
Ye Qiu withdrew his hand and poked Xiao Lan's smooth forehead.