Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 32 Why should I spoil you?

When Han Feng woke up, it was already the next morning. The excessive consumption of soul power left Han Feng's head groggy. He shook his head vigorously before he became a little more awake.

"Hey! You're awake!"

A cheerful voice rang in his ears. Han Feng looked over in a daze and saw Dai Mubai with blond hair. He asked, somewhat puzzled, "Where am I? What are you doing here?"

Dai Mubai chuckled twice and explained to Han Feng, "Have you forgotten? Yesterday you sparred with Teacher Zhao and then passed out. After that, Tang San also sparred with Teacher Zhao, and you both successfully passed the assessment. So you're naturally in the academy's dormitory now! As for why I'm here... because we're roommates!"

Upon hearing Dai Mubai's words, Han Feng's eyes lit up. He jumped up, grabbed Dai Mubai's shoulder, and shouted, "Tang San and Zhao Wuji had a one-on-one fight? What happened? Did Zhao Wuji knock Tang San unconscious?!"

Dai Mubai initially thought Han Feng wanted to know who was stronger between him and Tang San, so he didn't think much of it. However, when Tang San was mentioned, a hint of sullenness flashed across Dai Mubai's handsome face.

"What's wrong?" Han Feng asked, startled.

"Um...it's nothing really, I just wanted to tell you that if you have nothing to do in the future, please don't mess with Tang San, oh right, and definitely don't mess with Xiao Wu! That guy Tang San...he's too dangerous..." Dai Mubai replied with an embarrassed smile.

Seeing that Han Feng was still puzzled, Dai Mubai explained, "Han Feng, you're a tough guy. You're the only person I've ever seen who could go toe-to-toe with Teacher Zhao for so many rounds with only level 30 soul power, and even leave a bloody mark on Teacher Zhao's face!"

"Hey! What's the big deal! If Zhao Wuji hadn't held back, I would have been dead long ago!" Han Feng was well aware of his own limitations and didn't dare to take credit.

Dai Mubai nodded in agreement with Han Feng's statement and continued, "But Tang San is different; he's a hedgehog! Relying on his poison, hidden weapons, and a strange footwork, he managed to hold his own against Teacher Zhao for a whole incense stick's time. In the end, he even used some kind of 'Dragon Beard Needle' to swell up Teacher Zhao's face! You know, Teacher Zhao used a soul skill!"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng was somewhat dismissive. He already knew these things, and what he wanted to know more was whether Tang San had fainted!

"Although Tang San himself eventually passed out,... it's still best not to anger that guy!"

Han Feng didn't want to know anything else; just hearing that Tang San had fainted was enough for him!

"Hahaha!"

Han Feng laughed three times, leaving Dai Mubai bewildered. Han Feng, realizing his lapse in composure, quickly covered up, saying, "Hey! What's the big deal? I don't think Tang San is a treacherous person. Although his methods are a bit unorthodox, as fellow students, shouldn't we be happy for our classmate's strength?"

Han Feng's words were pure nonsense, but when they reached Dai Mubai's ears, they made him pause in surprise, and he couldn't help but admire Han Feng's magnanimity!

"You're right! I don't think Tang San is a bad person at all. We should be happy for Shrek Academy's prosperity!"

Dai Mubai smiled and put his arm around Han Feng's shoulder. Unconsciously, Dai Mubai had already regarded Han Feng as a friend.

But then, Dai Mubai added seriously, "However, before that, we must hurry to the cafeteria!"

"what?"

You'll see when you get there!

Dai Mubai didn't have time to explain; he dragged Han Feng towards the cafeteria at breakneck speed. Han Feng hadn't even had time to react before he was pulled out, only managing to shout, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

Although Dai Mubai rushed as fast as he could, he was still a step too slow. Looking at the now spotless cafeteria, Dai Mubai silently put Han Feng down, grabbed a fat man from among the food, and suddenly yelled, "You fatso! Are you trying to kill me?! You ate everyone's breakfast by yourself again?!"

The obese man with fiery red hair was clearly not a novice at this. Looking at Dai Mubai's fierce expression, he gave an awkward smile and said insincerely, "I couldn't help it... I couldn't help it..."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, finally put Ma Hongjun down, glanced apologetically at Han Feng, and said, "This guy's name is Ma Hongjun, his martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, and apart from some indescribable drawbacks, he can eat a lot! Looks like we'll have to take care of our own breakfast today."

Han Feng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind, and didn't even listen to what Dai Mubai was saying. Instead, he looked at Ma Hongjun with a sharp eye—he was so fat and round, and there wasn't a single lump of fat on his body. Every lump was perfectly integrated into the ball of flesh in front of him!

That's rare!

Han Feng approached Ma Hongjun and subconsciously placed his hand on Ma Hongjun's stomach, gently patting it and causing waves of flesh to rise. Han Feng's eyes immediately lit up, and he intensified his efforts. This soft and rounded feeling was simply too captivating!

Both Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were stunned by Han Feng's actions. They had thought that Han Feng's eyes had lit up because he had heard the word "phoenix"!

Ma Hongjun's face darkened with anger, but after Dai Mubai whispered something in his ear, Ma Hongjun's expression changed, and he ultimately abandoned his plan to argue with Han Feng.

About half a minute later, Han Feng suddenly looked at Ma Hongjun and exclaimed, "Fatty! You're so round!"

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai nearly choked on his saliva. Ma Hongjun's face turned ugly; he always felt that Han Feng was treating his 'strong muscles' like a toy!

"Ahem! Han Feng, it's the first day of school, so there shouldn't be many classes. Let's go to the city for breakfast after the dean finishes speaking!"

Han Feng nodded in agreement, after all, food is essential for survival. You'll get hungry if you skip a meal.

About ten minutes later, everyone arrived. Zhu Zhuqing was as aloof as ever, keeping strangers at bay. Xiao Wu and Tang San whispered to each other, while Han Feng and Dai Mubai remained calm and collected. Oscar, having already figured out that the three beauties of the academy were already taken, didn't bother shaving his beard and chatted with Ma Hongjun as usual.

When Ning Rongrong came to the cafeteria, she saw that Han Feng was alright, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes. However, she did not approach Han Feng. Instead, she glared at Han Feng resentfully before sitting down next to Zhu Zhuqing.

Then Flander appeared. Han Feng wondered if it was just his imagination, but when Flander saw him and Tang San, there seemed to be a strange look in his eyes.

Han Feng couldn't understand it, nor did he delve into it. He simply assumed that Zhao Wuji had thought highly of him because he had embarrassed Zhao Wuji.

As Dai Mubai had said, there were indeed no classes on the first day of school. Flander simply asked Han Feng and the other four new students to pay the tuition fee of one hundred gold soul coins, and then told them to gather in the evening before sending Ning Rongrong and Oscar off for a run.

After Dai Mubai and the others paid their tuition, he took Han Feng to the city—only Han Feng went; Xiao Wu and Tang San obviously wouldn't go with him, much less Zhu Zhuqing. Oscar went for a run, and as for Ma Hongjun... he probably went to deal with the evil fire problem again?

Han Feng said he'd go after brushing his teeth, but when Dai Mubai and Han Feng returned, they saw someone unexpected.

"Shouldn't you be going for a run?"

Han Feng frowned as he looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him. Recalling the plot of the original work, he felt a little displeased.

Seeing the situation, Dai Mubai was displeased that Ning Rongrong had ignored the dean's orders, but he wisely took a step back and remained silent.

The pink-haired girl smiled sweetly: "Running is so tiring! Aren't you guys going to the city?! I want to go too! I haven't had breakfast yet! I want to eat sweet potatoes and candied hawthorns!"

"You should go for a run!" Han Feng said, still frowning, his tone somewhat cold.

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy. However, knowing Han Feng's temperament, she didn't give up. She pushed Han Feng away, complaining, "Just leave! Having breakfast with this beautiful girl is something countless people dream of! Can't you just give in to me a little bit this time?"

But when Ning Rongrong tried to move Han Feng, she found that she couldn't. She looked up in confusion and saw Han Feng's cold expression.

Seeing Han Feng's expression, Dai Mubai suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

As expected, Han Feng immediately said, "You should go for a run! As a support-type Soul Master, you should understand that stamina is very important!"

"Can't you protect me?"

Han Feng's expression remained unchanged: "I can protect you for a day, a year, but I can't protect you for a lifetime! You need the ability to protect yourself!"

Ning Rongrong's lips suddenly turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "Is it not allowed...?"

"Of course not!" Han Feng answered directly—how could that be possible? Even as a married couple, like Han Dang and Zhang Lingling, Han Dang couldn't protect Zhang Lingling every single moment, could he?

Ning Rongrong suddenly trembled, her hands fell limply to her sides, her face turned ashen, her eyes were red, and large tears welled up in her eyes.

This time, however, Han Feng didn't indulge Ning Rongrong. Instead, he directly quoted Flander from the original story: "Haven't you noticed that you're the weakest in terms of strength and talent in the entire academy? Dai Mubai, a level 37 Soul Master at fifteen! Ma Hongjun, whose Martial Soul quality even surpasses the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! Oscar, a level 29 Food-type Support Soul Master at thirteen!"

"Tang San and Xiao Wu go without saying; they're the same age as you, but their cultivation levels far surpass yours by three levels! Zhu Zhuqing may not be much higher than you in cultivation, but she has the heart of a strong person. What gives you the right to slack off here!?"

But Ning Rongrong was no longer listening. With bloodshot eyes, she glared at Han Feng resentfully and shouted with sorrow and resentment, "Fine! I'll run! I'll protect myself! I'll never need your protection again!"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong turned and ran away, leaving a trail of tears behind her.

Watching Ning Rongrong's departing figure, Han Feng smiled with satisfaction—he had successfully woken Ning Rongrong up!

"Let's go, Mu Bai, let's go eat!"

Dai Mubai, standing to the side, was stunned. As an observer, he naturally saw Han Feng and Ning Rongrong clearly, but he never expected that there would be such an unyielding and tough man in this world!

(End of this chapter)