The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

The pink-haired vampire loli seemed unaware that she wasn't wearing panties, and instead continued to increase her strength, resulting in a stalemate with Xu Feng.

After a stalemate, Xu Feng had roughly figured out that this vampire princess's physique was about ten points lower than his own.

They're a little weaker than me, but still very strong.

The two suddenly separated and then engaged in fierce combat again.

Klulu really liked using whip kicks, and Xu Feng got a real treat for his eyes.

Although she knew that the pink-haired vampire loli in front of her was a True Ancestor and much older than herself.

Moreover, strictly speaking, Kruru is not short.

Xu Feng was just too tall, and he stubbornly believed that anyone shorter than him was a loli.

Xu Feng is a sucker for good looks, so naturally he'd go easy on such a cute little girl, right?

It's not about admiring the other person's portal!

After an hour of fighting, the pink-haired vampire loli stood panting in the middle of the field, drenched in sweat.

"You're not bad, are you? We accept you. You're my kin and partner now. We vampires uphold Platonic love."

"But you humans also pursue physical pleasure. Although we don't quite understand it, it's not like we can't cooperate with you."

The pink-haired vampire loli fought Xu Feng to a great extent, and she came to acknowledge Xu Feng.

From the vampire's perspective, Kluru felt that physical infidelity was nothing; what mattered was spiritual compatibility.

After exchanging blows, Kruru discovered that her spirit was surprisingly compatible with her opponent's; both were straightforward, elegant, and composed.

She was very satisfied.

Xu Feng has passed Klürzepesi's trial.

The voluptuous, tall, and mature woman in position nine, the Fallen Angel, looked at Xu Feng with great satisfaction and said:

"I am very satisfied with you. From the trials of the other sisters, I can see that you are even more depraved than I imagined!"

"My request is simple: just feed me."

The fallen angel, Eclipse Moon, licked her lips with a seductive expression.

Looking at the 183cm tall, 3cm shorter than him, the little girl named Shiyue, he thought that anyone shorter than him was either a loli or a shota.

Xu Feng was slightly puzzled. Had he accidentally wandered into a peach blossom forest?

How come he's so lucky with women?

There's nothing more to say! They've already issued a duel invitation; with such a huge challenge, how could I possibly refuse?

Xu Feng decisively accepted the challenge. Two hours later, Shi Yue stood on the stage with great satisfaction, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes were so alluring that they could almost be drawn out.

The person in position ten is a ghost princess from the Warring States period, I think her name was something like Oda Nobuhime, and I heard she was also a powerful ruler.

The trial of the fallen angel Eclipse has come to an end.

The seat number ten lit up completely, and a cold and lonely figure slowly appeared.

She is none other than Oda Nobuhime, the spirit princess left behind from the Warring States period of Japan!

She wore a twelve-layered blouse embroidered with white plum blossoms, its layers trailing on the ground, yet not a speck of dust touched it.

A few strands of deathly silver-white hair peeked out from her jet-black hair, falling to her waist. Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate but lacked any warmth of life, and her skin was as white as snow in the dead of winter.

Her cold gray eyes were empty and calm, and she was surrounded by a chilling aura. Tiny sparks of fire fell around her out of nowhere.

When Xu Feng saw the undead princess, his first thought was that she had the face of someone who could bring peace to a chaotic world.

There were no superfluous movements, no flamboyant aura, yet the undead pressure that had been accumulating for hundreds of years could not be ignored.

The atmosphere on stage froze, and all the female ghosts present stared at Oda Nobuhime with terrified eyes.

She is the boss of high-end national war dungeons, and there's absolutely no exaggeration about it.

Xu Feng looked at Oda Nobuhime in front of him, secretly surprised.

Unlike the allure of the Eight-Foot Lady, the debauchery of the courtesan, the charm of Tomie, the cunning of Chip, the adorable clumsiness of Kruru, and the extreme allure of the fallen angel.

This undead princess exudes a cold, weathered aura, clearly bearing the weight of a heavy past.

Shuangjian's hands, hanging by her sides, clenched slightly. Her gaze fell on Xu Feng, devoid of any mockery. Her voice was as soft as falling snow, yet each word was clear, carrying a loneliness that had transcended a century:

"I am Oda Nobuhime. My castle was destroyed and my country perished. I turned into a spirit filled with resentment, only to seek out someone who shares my aspirations."

She didn't tease or test the waters like other female ghosts, nor did she rashly initiate a duel.

He simply raised his eyes, his cold gray eyes staring directly at Xu Feng, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable seriousness:

"My trial has nothing to do with strength or love; it only asks what is in your heart."

As soon as she finished speaking, Oda Nobuhime waved her hand lightly.

The surrounding scenery changes in an instant, transforming into a scene of low-rise houses scattered about, children playing in the streets and alleys, and women cooking at home.

The peaceful and tranquil scene was exactly what the ancient city of Ye looked like before it was ravaged by war.

Oda Nobuhime, dressed in a beautiful kimono, with her silky black hair cascading down to her waist, looked both domineering and beautiful, with her retainers standing respectfully on either side of her.

Standing atop the castle walls, Oda Nobuhime watched the people living in peace and contentment, a genuine smile spreading across her face.

In the blink of an eye, shouts of battle filled the air, iron cavalry shattered the peace, and a roar echoed throughout the entire ancient city of Naguye.

"The enemy is at Honnoji!"

The firelight dyed the sky red as the enemy army broke into the city. The warriors fought desperately but fell one after another.

Houses were burned down, and the people wailed. A loyal minister protected a young girl and retreated, hiding all the way into Honnoji Temple.

It was Oda Nobuhime. At this moment, her eyes were filled with despair and pain. She couldn't understand why her most trusted subordinate, Akechi Mitsuhide, would betray her.

In the illusion, Oda Nobuhime's figure stood in the burning Honnoji Temple, looking at Xu Feng, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly:

"In times of chaos, the weak are like ants, families and countries are overthrown, and people suffer terribly."

"If you were in this situation, facing a powerful and overwhelming enemy, with unarmed and innocent people behind you, would you choose to abandon them to save yourself, or fight to the death to protect the people?"

This was Oda Nobuhime's test; answering her questions would not get you the answers she wanted.

The answer she wanted was neither to protect the weak nor to flee for her own safety, but rather to see how this bloodthirsty gentleman would respond.

She was trapped in the obsession with the Warring States period for hundreds of years, and ultimately failed to fulfill her long-cherished wish.

Having witnessed the suffering of the people in a chaotic world, she stepped forward as a woman, but her ambitions were thwarted and she was betrayed.

The war in the illusion was still raging, and the cries of children and the pleas of the people could be heard everywhere.

Oda Nobuhime quietly watched Xu Feng, waiting for his answer. The sparks around her flew even faster, if the answer did not meet her expectations.

The next second, this illusion will transform into a vengeful spirit barrier that devours people.

Xu Feng stood in the illusion, looking at the tragic scene before him, and then at Oda Nobuhime being licked by flames in the illusion. He instantly understood the obsession of this undead princess.

Without the slightest hesitation, his gaze was calm and resolute as he addressed Oda Nobuhime, not answering her question, but instead speaking with an air of dominance:

"To protect? Why must one be so humble?"

"Since chaos has arrived, I will end it with my own hands!"

"Even if there are thousands of powerful enemies, what do I have to fear!"