Chapter 42 Ling Luochen's Attack (Please Read)

Wang Dong stared intently at Ning Tian on the stage and said solemnly, "Chen Yang, Xiao Xiao, this Ning Tian is a three-ringed auxiliary soul master. If we encounter her team in the competition, we must take down Ning Tian first.

Without Ning Tian's assistance, the remaining two players are nothing to be afraid of. When the time comes, Xiao Xiao and I will work together in perfect harmony and will surely be able to easily win."

As Wang Dong spoke, he made attacking gestures in the air, with confidence gleaming in his eyes.

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up instantly after hearing Wang Dong's words. She nodded vigorously and agreed, "Wang Dong is right. Ning Tian's support ability should not be underestimated. As long as we can deal with her, our chances of victory will be even greater."

Xiao Xiao clenched his fists, looking eager to try. Xue Di listened quietly to their analysis, nodded slightly, and a look of deep thought appeared in his eyes.

He looked at the Ning Tian team on the stage, secretly thinking about how to deal with it.

"Your analysis makes sense, but we can't take it lightly. Team Ning Tian must have some strengths to be able to get this far." Xue Di's voice was steady and calm.

Although Xue Di will not take action, in Xue Di's opinion, without Ning Tian's assistance, Wu Feng and Nanmen Yuner from Ning Tian's team will not be a match for Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao.

As soon as Ning Tian's team left the scene, the lively discussions in the square disappeared instantly, replaced by dead silence.

The referee's voice echoed over the square: "Next group, Dai Huabin, Zhu Lu, Cui Yajie versus Zhang Feng, Zhao Lei, and Sun Yang!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's attention was focused on the competition stage.

Dai Huabin's long golden hair fluttered in the wind. In the sunlight, his double pupils flashed with a cold light, as if he could see through everything.

He was dressed in a white suit, the corners of his clothes rustling in the wind. He crossed his arms over his chest, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his expression was full of arrogance.

Dai Huabin looked down at the three people on the opposite side who were on high alert, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his nostrils flared slightly, as if the opponents in front of him were just ants.

"If you surrender now, I can spare your lives. But once the war starts, I will show no mercy." Dai Huabin's voice was a little lazy, but full of oppression.

The faces of the three people opposite turned pale in an instant, with flames of anger burning in their eyes.

Although they knew that they were only great soul masters and their strength was far inferior to Dai Huabin, a level 39 soul master, their inherent stubbornness and desire for victory made them unwilling to give in easily.

"Hmph, Dai Huabin, don't be so arrogant! We won't be intimidated by you!" Zhang Feng, the captain of the three, a genius level 29 great soul master, took a step forward and retorted loudly, his voice trembling slightly but full of determination.

Hearing this, Dai Huabin smiled cruelly, his eyes growing even colder. "Good, boy! I want to see if you have what it takes!"

"Activate your martial spirit, and the game begins!" The referee's voice was like thunder, breaking the brief calm.

Both sides instantly possessed their spirits. Dai Huabin's spirit, the White Tiger, appeared. He moved like lightning and took the lead in attacking: "Second spirit skill, White Tiger Light Wave!"

A white ball of light, carrying powerful soul power, shot out from his mouth like a cannonball. The air made a sharp whistling sound under the impact of the light ball and rushed straight towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's face suddenly changed, his pupils contracted violently, and he quickly dodged to the side.

However, Dai Huabin was faster. In the blink of an eye, he rushed forward and hit Zhang Feng's face heavily with his right fist with a whistling sound.

"Puff..." Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

But Dai Huabin did not give up. He followed Zhang Feng like a shadow and punched him hard in the abdomen.

Meanwhile, Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie quickly dispatched the other two players. Dai Huabin was about to continue his attack, but the referee's commanding voice rang out, "Alright, they've lost. Dai Huabin, stop!"

Dai Huabin finally stopped and looked down at the collapsed Zhang Feng. He said coldly, "This is what happens when you offend me!"

Afterwards, Dai Huabin turned to face the audience, his eyes locked on Xue Di and Wang Dong. He first raised his thumb, then suddenly pointed downwards, full of provocation.

Wang Dong was instantly furious upon seeing this. He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly with anger. His eyes widened as he gritted his teeth and said, "Dai Huabin attacked so ruthlessly and even dared to openly challenge us. Does he really think that his level 39 soul power makes him invincible?"

Xiao Xiao also frowned and agreed softly, "That's right, he's really going too far! He doesn't care about other people's lives at all!"

Xue Di stared at Dai Huabin's provocative actions and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the inexplicable uneasiness in the morning was caused by Dai Huabin.

A disdainful smile appeared on Xue Di's lips. He is no longer the Xue Di of the past.

Under the assimilation of Chen Yang's body, the originally cold and noble temperament gradually changed. And Chen Yang also became as cold as ice in Xue Di's body.

In the next few hours, several more duels between great soul masters took place.

Nearing noon, it was finally the Snow Emperor team's turn to play. Facing several opposing Spirit Masters and Great Spirit Masters, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao worked in perfect harmony, relying on their superb tactics and powerful Spirit Power to easily defeat their opponents.

There was thunderous applause from the audience and cheers from the crowd.

Xue Di led Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao towards the Shrek cafeteria. As soon as they reached the cafeteria door, Ling Luochen, wearing a blue dress, rushed out quickly.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were filled with shyness, her hands unconsciously tugging at the hem of her skirt, and she slowly walked in front of Xue Di: "Um, classmate Chen Yang, can I ask you a favor?"

Xue Di frowned slightly, her expression indifferent: "Senior Ling, what's the matter?"

"Um...can I practice with you?" Ling Luochen's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes revealed a hint of expectation. She had been brewing this sentence in her heart for several days before she mustered up the courage to say it out loud.

Before Xue Di could respond, Wang Dong rushed forward, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "Senior Ling, although you are a senior from the inner courtyard, there is a difference between men and women! How can you let Chen Yang assist you in your cultivation?"

Xiao Xiao also frowned silently, with dissatisfaction in her eyes, and was obviously full of hostility towards this senior who tried to get close to Xue Di.

Ling Luochen's face turned pale after being choked by Wang Dong's words. He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

But she still looked at Xue Di expectantly, hoping that he would agree: "Junior Chen Yang, I just want to get your guidance in cultivation, nothing else..."

However, Xue Di's next words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing all her hopes: "Senior Ling, it's not appropriate for men and women to touch each other. I think it's better to forget it."

Xue Di's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Ling Luochen's heart. Her eyes dimmed instantly, and the smile on her face froze.

Ling Luochen tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes and pretended to be calm: "Then I'm sorry to bother you, Junior Brother Chen Yang."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away quickly. He could no longer hold back his tears and they burst out. A tear floated in the wind and fell on Xue Di's face.

Xue Di raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. She looked at Ling Luochen's departing back and was slightly stunned: "Are these tears?"

"Let's go and have dinner." Wang Dong's voice brought Xue Di back to reality.

Xue Di nodded silently and walked ahead alone, feeling mixed emotions.

Ling Luochen left with a feeling of reluctance in his heart: "Brother Chen Yang, I won't give up! One day, I will let you see my true feelings..."

At the same time, Dai Huabin was in the classroom, recalling the battle just now, with a smug smile on his face.

"Humph, these people are no match for me! Chen Yang, you're next! I want to show you who is the strongest among the Shrek freshmen!"

Dai Huabin clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with fanaticism, and he didn't take Xue Di seriously at all.

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