Douluo Continent: The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the God of Judgment

The air at Shrek Academy in the early morning is filled with a unique freshness and moisture.

Sunlight streamed through the window at the end of the old dormitory building's corridor, stubbornly squeezing into room 109 through the gaps in the door and window frames.

The light cast dappled shadows on the scattered pieces of broken wood, and dust particles suspended in the air tumbled and danced in the beams of light.

Their hands remained pressed together.

After circulating throughout the night, the brilliant and dazzling golden fusion soul power completed hundreds and thousands of cycles within the two bodies, finally returning slowly to the dantian along the meridians.

Wang Dong exhaled a long breath, his tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Her vision was still a little blurry as she emerged from deep meditation.

But the moment the focus returned, a handsome face right in front of her came into view.

Wang Dong's muscles tensed instantly, and his brain's alarm mechanisms went off like crazy.

Her defensive instincts, honed at the Haotian Sect, made her act without hesitation. With a sudden burst of power from her right knee, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, she kicked the person in front of her hard in the abdomen.

Just as his knee was about to collide with the target, memories of last night flooded his mind like a tidal wave.

A broken wooden table, a one-sided, crushing sparring match, the revelation of the "camouflage" of their past, and finally, the two of them clasping their hands together and practicing the "Yun Dong Power" together for an entire night.

This is the freshman dormitory at Shrek Academy.

The person in front of me is my roommate, Yun Yi, whose temper is a bit unpredictable but whose strength is as strong as a monster.

Wang Dong slammed on the brakes, forcefully cutting off the force in his leg.

The lower leg hovered just half an inch from Yun Yi's abdomen, the force of the wind it generated only causing the hem of the opponent's clothes to flutter.

She withdrew her right leg with lingering fear, let out a long breath, and patted her chest to suppress the sudden palpitation.

If I were to kick him hard and wake up this little devil, I would inevitably get another one-sided beating in this cramped space.

With the crisis over, Wang Dong relaxed.

She didn't get up immediately, but sat cross-legged on the spot, her gaze involuntarily falling on Yun Yi's face, who was still cultivating with his eyes closed.

The morning sunlight fell perfectly on Yun Yi's profile, giving him a soft golden edge.

Wang Dong couldn't help but lean forward slightly, his gaze tracing down Yun Yi's brow bone.

His eyebrows were exceptionally well-formed, slanting upwards towards his temples, revealing an untamed spirit in his very bones;

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the curve of the nostrils is perfect;

At this moment, with his eyes closed, he concealed his piercing sharpness and arrogance, and his whole being appeared in an indescribable quiet and sacred manner.

In particular, the lingering remnants of ultimate light still surrounded him, making his skin appear translucent and delicate under the golden light, with not a single pore visible.

Wang Dong made a silent comparison in his mind.

The compliment she had heard most often since childhood was that she was beautiful. Even the most arrogant elders in the Haotian Sect often praised her appearance, saying that there was not a single flaw in it.

She was very confident in her disguise, thinking that she could get away with anything among the freshmen just by looking at her.

But as he looked at Yun Yi in front of him, Wang Dong's competitive spirit quietly dissipated.

Objectively speaking, this guy is indeed very handsome.

The three-dimensionality of the facial features, the folds of the facial contours, combined with the unique composure of a person in a superior position, create a highly aggressive aesthetic.

This kind of good looks is more natural and more striking than her deliberately disguised male attire.

"So good-looking and so strong, God really is biased." Wang Dong muttered to himself, pouting, but his eyes were still fixed on the other person's face, unwilling to look away.

Just as she was completely focused, and even her body was unconsciously leaning forward.

Yun Yi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened without warning.

Deep within his black pupils, a golden flame flashed and disappeared; his gaze was clear and sharp, showing no trace of the confusion of someone just waking up.

Their eyes collided violently within a foot of each other.

Wang Dong, feeling guilty, was startled by the sudden eye contact and shuddered, letting out a short gasp.

She instinctively wanted to back away, but she forgot that she was sitting cross-legged on the edge of a narrow single bed.

The sudden shift in her center of gravity caused her to lose her balance instantly, and she fell backward uncontrollably.

Beneath the bed were scattered wood shards left from yesterday's fight.

If you fall straight down, your back will hurt terribly.

"what!"

Feeling weightless, Wang Dong frantically waved his hands in mid-air, trying to grab onto something to steady himself.

Just as her body was about to roll off the edge of the bed, a large, well-defined hand reached out with lightning speed and grabbed her wrist with pinpoint accuracy.

Yun Yi's movements were incredibly fast, and his strength was astonishing.

He looked at Wang Dong's panicked face, a slight smirk playing on his lips, and then deliberately exerted force inward with his wrist.

This pulling force directly changed Wang Dong's falling trajectory.

Wang Dong felt a tremendous force dragging her forward, her body completely out of control as she crashed forward.

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

Wang Dong threw himself into Yun Yi's arms.

Her forehead collided directly with the other person's solid chest, and the tip of her nose slammed heavily against her collarbone, making her see stars and her nose sting.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Wang Dong's cheek was pressed tightly against Yun Yi's clothes, and he could clearly hear the other's steady and powerful heartbeat.

Through the thin clothes, she could feel the boy's warm body temperature flowing over her.

A very pleasant smell filled my nostrils.

It wasn't a pungent incense smell, but rather the clean scent of sun-dried soapberry, mixed with a very faint, dry aroma of extreme fire.

This uniquely masculine sense of oppression and aura instantly enveloped Wang Dong completely.

A sudden "boom" went through her mind, and the string of reason snapped completely.

A surge of heat rushed to her cheeks, her entire face burning hot, and a blush spread from her neck all the way to her ears.

She's a girl!

I've never been this close to anyone of the opposite sex my age before, let alone this kind of intimate contact where I just jump into their arms!

Panic, shyness, embarrassment—a mix of emotions threw Wang Dong off balance.

"Let me go!"

Wang Dong struggled in Yun Yi's arms, using both hands and feet, and pushed against the other's shoulders with all his might.

Yun Yi released his grip, letting her bounce away like a startled rabbit.

Wang Dong retreated to the other end of the bed, and almost fell off again due to the sudden movement.

She steadied herself, not daring to look Yun Yi in the eye, and hurriedly grabbed the white school uniform jacket from the bedside table, hugging it haphazardly to her chest.

"You...you hurry up and change your clothes! Class is about to start!"

Her voice trembled violently as she uttered a single incoherent sentence before turning and rushing out the door.

"Bang!"

The wooden door slammed shut, causing another layer of dust to fall from the wall frame.

The dormitory fell silent again.

Yun Yi sat cross-legged in his original position, looking at the tightly closed door. Recalling the scene just now, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He looked down at his palms, then touched his chest.

"Your reaction was pretty quick," Yun Yi commented in a low voice.

He collected his thoughts and stood up.

On the first day of the new semester, you always have to put on a good show.

Yun Yi quickly and efficiently tidied his appearance.

The Shrek Academy freshmen uniform is a white, fitted outfit made of breathable material.

Yun Yi put it on, his long legs and broad shoulders making the ordinary school uniform look perfectly straight. Paired with his impeccable face, he exuded an air of extraordinary nobility.

After tidying up, he walked to the door and pressed the doorknob.

The sunlight in the corridor was much brighter than inside the dormitory.

Wang Dong was leaning against the wall, tapping one foot on the ground repeatedly.

Hearing the door open, she suddenly stood up straight, pretending to be impatient.

She quickly put on her school uniform, crossed her arms, and held her chin high, trying to use this arrogant posture to cover up her inner panic.

"Slowpoke! Trying to be late on the first day of school? I don't want to get yelled at along with you!"

Wang Dong urged loudly, his tone urgent and impulsive, trying to make himself look like a grumpy young master.

But Yun Yi's gaze swept across her face and accurately caught her ears, which were still red and almost bleeding, hidden among her pink and blue hair.

No matter how well you disguise it, your body's instinctive reactions can't lie.

Yun Yi didn't intend to expose her; it would be more interesting to slowly reveal the truth later.

He said nothing, only nodded slightly with a calm expression, and then took the lead in walking towards the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

Wang Dong breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that Yun Yi didn't mention the embarrassing incident from earlier.

She patted her slightly flushed cheeks and quickly followed.

The two walked out of the dormitory building side by side and joined the flow of new students heading to the teaching area.

Sunlight shone on their white school uniforms, one tall and one short, one calm and reserved, the other lively and agile.

The morning breeze rustled the leaves of the trees along the roadside, heralding the official start of their academic journey at Shrek Academy.