...
Xuan Hao put his hands in his pockets and strolled back to the Royal Fighting Team's private rest room.
As soon as he opened the door, he was met with several scrutinizing gazes.
Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, and even Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe, all looked at him with an indescribable strangeness in their eyes.
The atmosphere in the entire lounge was like that of a tribunal.
"What's wrong?" Xuan Hao walked to the sofa, sat down with an air of authority, picked up the herbal tea on the table, and took a sip.
"You didn't even knock her down with one punch?"
Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes and leaned closer. "Not only did you obediently accept her Ring Fusion skill, but you also flicked her head at the end?
Tell me honestly, did you fall for her because of her long legs?"
"puff--"
Xuan Hao almost spat out his tea.
He put down his teacup, looking speechlessly at the group of women whose imaginations were running wild:
"What did I say before I went on stage? I said if I hit her too lightly, you'd start overthinking and getting jealous! So you think I have to slap her brains out for it to be normal?"
Xuan Hao slapped his thigh and made a move to stand up:
"Fine, I'll go back to her right now. I'll give her a punch and break her leg, just to liven things up for all you ladies!"
"Hey, sit down for me!"
Ning Rongrong pulled him back onto the sofa in an annoyed tone, coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment, "It's not that I meant it.
I just thought... why were you so good-tempered this time? You didn't hit her, and even took the initiative to save her."
Xuan Hao glanced at them with a strange expression.
"Did she hurt me?" Xuan Hao asked.
Everyone shook their heads.
Not to mention being injured, not even a trace of his pale gold clothing was burned.
"Does she pose a threat to me?" Xuanhao asked again.
Everyone shook their heads again.
Although the Fusion Ring is very powerful, it's no different from playing house for Xuan Hao now.
"Then let's not get married."
Xuan Hao shrugged and said confidently, "Since she didn't hurt me, she's not in any danger to me.
To put it bluntly, it's like a wildcat with its fur standing on end, insisting on coming up to you and baring its teeth, only to end up in a terrible state, almost dying."
Xuan Hao leaned back on the sofa and shrugged:
"I'm not angry, so why shouldn't I save her?
I may be a bit ruthless sometimes, but I'm not some heartless, bloodthirsty idiot, am I?"
Upon hearing these words, everyone in the lounge fell silent, exchanging knowing glances.
Upon closer reflection, it seems that they have indeed developed a fixed mindset towards Xuan Hao during this period.
After being spurred on by the scene of Tianshui Academy bleeding from all seven orifices during the opening match, I always felt that whenever this guy stepped onto the stage, it had to be a bloody scene with broken arms and legs.
But in reality, looking back at Xuanhao's past, he has always been like this.
Unless he's in an extremely bad mood or the other person has really crossed his line, he always shows a natural tolerance and patience towards pretty girls.
To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Xuan Hao's inherent double standards and tolerance, Ning Rongrong's unruly little devil temper and Dugu Yan's arrogant young lady demeanor would have been sent to meet the King of Hell long ago with a single punch.
They were able to shamelessly approach him, and even eventually stick by his side, all thanks to his unreasonable tolerance.
...
Night falls at the Sky Dome Royal Hotel.
The spacious conference hall was brightly lit.
The girls were sitting around the sofa, seriously discussing tomorrow's tactical coordination.
Although with their current strength on paper—three Soul Kings leading the team, plus top-tier support and top-tier agility attackers—sweeping through the entire qualifiers would be as easy as eating and drinking.
However, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, and there are many examples in the world of Soul Masters of capsizing in the gutter.
Moreover, they also have self-respect.
If, with such a luxurious lineup, they have to fight tooth and nail against ordinary college teams in a qualifier, revealing all their secrets, that would be ridiculous and a disgrace to Xuanhao.
"Tomorrow's opponent is Elephant Armor Academy."
Dugu Yan pointed at the data on the table, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, "Everyone is heavily infused with defense, making them extremely powerful, but their speed is a fatal flaw. Rongrong, give me a speed and soul power boost right from the start, and I'll use the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Venom to control the situation and avoid a head-on confrontation with them."
"Understood." Ning Rongrong nodded. "Zhu Qing and Xiao Wu are responsible for roaming around.
As long as the formation is disrupted, we can take them down one by one."
They want more than just to win.
What they want is someone like Xuan Hao, who can calmly and effortlessly crush their opponents.
Not only do we have to win, but we have to win beautifully, so beautifully that it will shut everyone on the mainland up.
The girls were enthusiastically discussing tactical coordination, while Xuan Hao, the team leader, was forcibly stripped of his right to play due to his "excessive lethality" and returned to his room early to enjoy some peace and quiet.
...
In the master bedroom.
Xuan Hao lay alone on the soft bed, his hands behind his head, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Since no one was there to join him in his antics, he set his sights on Ah Yin.
With a thought, a shimmering blue light quietly bloomed in the room.
Accompanied by a gentle life force, A-Yin's spiritual body slowly condensed and took shape.
She wore a long blue dress, which was gentle and charming, with a noble temperament, yet also had a kind of tranquility and peace unique to plants.
After Ah Yin appeared, she naturally sat down on the single sofa opposite Xuan Hao.
She initially thought that Xuan Hao had called her out in the middle of the night to play some kind of prank or say something funny to tease her.
After all, she had come to understand firsthand how awful this guy's personality was during this time.
But surprisingly, Xuan Hao didn't do anything out of line this time.
He leaned quietly against the headboard, looking at her calmly, occasionally making a casual remark about what he had seen and heard outside.
Ten minutes have passed.
Half an hour has passed.
The atmosphere in the room was so quiet that you could even hear the ticking of the clock on the wall.
Being stared at so intently by a vigorous young man for most of the day made Ah Yin, even though she was a spirit and already a mother, feel extremely uncomfortable.
Although there was no strong aggression in that gaze, its presence was so strong that it could not be ignored.
"you..."
Ah Yin finally couldn't hold back any longer.
She slightly furrowed her beautiful brows and met Xuan Hao's gaze with a strange expression:
"You called me out in the middle of the night, and without saying a word, you just kept staring at me.
What do you want?"
Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow and casually uttered two words:
"It's beautiful."
Ayin was taken aback by his unconventional and direct approach.
A helpless expression appeared on her gentle face as she was about to reprimand him.
Xuan Hao shifted to a more comfortable position and continued in a casual tone:
"It's the same principle as appreciating scenery."
"Look at the starry sky, the bright moon, and the wildflowers covering the mountains and fields.
When people see beautiful things, their mood will naturally relax and they will feel happy."
Xuan Hao looked into Ah Yin's clear, watery eyes.
"I had a headache from all that noise on the court today, so I just want to look at something nice to relax."
"Is this hard to understand?"
Ayin was somewhat taken aback by his confident and direct statement.
Having lived for so long and having shared a deeply memorable relationship with Tang Hao, she believed she understood men's thoughts to some extent.
But when faced with someone like Xuan Hao who doesn't play by the rules at all, she always felt a little overwhelmed.
Ah Yin slightly turned her head to avoid Xuan Hao's overly direct gaze, her tone somewhat helpless:
"If you really feel tired and want to relax by looking at the scenery, you can go out and look at those beautiful young girls."
Ah Yin pointed towards the living room outside the door, "Rongrong, Zhuqing, and that Na'er who's always clinging to you, aren't they all beauties one in a million?
Why are you looking at someone like me who has already died once and doesn't even have a physical body anymore?"
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