Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"Hmph! You little pervert, you even flirt with teachers, you're hopeless."

How could Zhuang Jing possibly be a match for Yan in these aspects? In the end, she could only snort and turn her head away without saying a word. Although her beautiful eyes were fixed on the arena, she also kept an eye on Yan out of the corner of her eye.

Although she was somewhat annoyed that this bad student dared to harass her, the fact that a teacher several years older than a student was being harassed by a student also proved her charm. Deep down, she was somewhat pleased, though of course she wouldn't admit it.

Yan followed Zhuang Jing's gaze to the arena, "This match wasn't really worth watching; in the end, Lei Xiang was the first to fall."

Zhuang Jing turned around angrily, "Are you even Lei Xiang's friend? How dare you say such things here?"

Yan Yi shrugged helplessly and said, "Teacher, I know you hope for a miracle, but we have to follow the facts. Lei Xiang isn't me. With his reckless personality, he'd just charge headlong into a fight like a bull. But Riva is much stronger than him; he can't possibly win..."

Zhuang Jing felt even worse after hearing these words. "You act like you're so great, then why don't you go on stage?"

Yan shrugged and didn't say anything more. Regarding Lei Xiang's overconfident challenge, Yan could only say that the kid was brainless. On paper, he had no chance of winning against Riva.

Riva has almost completed the Dragon Knight Trial and possesses the combat power of a lower-level Light Knight. Lei Xiang, on the other hand, lacks sufficient mastery of his two enhancement skills: Fallen Angel Transformation and Mad God Technique. Therefore, Lei Xiang fighting Riva now would be pure torture; he has absolutely no chance of winning.

The situation on the ring was much as Yan had described. Lei Xiang had just stood still to attack when Riva suddenly vanished. Everyone below the ring saw Riva flash to Lei Xiang's right side like lightning and land a punch on his shoulder.

Lei Xiang's tall body was instantly sent flying, crashing into the barrier set up by the teachers, and then slamming onto the arena.

Lei Xiang's current stats are far behind Riva's. He is inferior in all aspects, including strength, speed, reaction speed, combat skills, and experience. His only redeeming quality is his willpower, but this is useless when the difference in strength is too great.

The scene of Lei Xiang being knocked down by Riva in one blow disappointed many people. What everyone wanted to see was a fierce battle, not such a scene of someone easily defeating a weakling.

Lei Xiang, enduring the soreness in his shoulder, stood up again on the ring, while Riva, opposite him, maintained his elegant demeanor and chuckled, "Although I didn't find out how tough your hands are, I did find out how tough your skin is."

Riva channeled his battle aura throughout his body, unleashing a barrage of low-level spells. Riva stood with his hands behind his back, letting Lei Xiang's magic wash over him. No matter what kind of magic it was, it all vanished within three feet of him, not even causing a ripple in his protective battle aura.

This scene silenced everyone. Even the students and teachers of the first-year magic and martial arts class had to admit that Yan's point of view was rational and correct. At this stage, the gap between Lei Xiang and Riva was too great.

Lei Xiang slammed his fist heavily into the ground, unleashing the full power of the first move of the Mad God Technique, Gale and Rain. Riva immediately saw the flaw in this move, curled his lip, and also punched the ground. The two energies merged underground, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Riva's fighting spirit erupted from beneath Lei Xiang's feet, sending him flying once again. In the clash of power, he undoubtedly lost.

Riva did not pursue, but stood there nonchalantly, saying to Lei Xiang, "This move is indeed good, but it seems you haven't fully grasped it yet, and your strength is insufficient."

Riva continued to attack, and Lei Xiang on the ring became a real punching bag. Although he would get up quickly every time he was knocked down, he would be knocked away again as soon as he got up. Riva was surprised time and time again, and his attacks gradually became heavier.

"Give up, you can give up now, why won't Lei Xiang give up..."

Zhuang Jing, standing beside Yan, was filled with mixed emotions. Watching Lei Xiang being beaten repeatedly, she felt pained and muttered to herself that Lei Xiang should give up.

"He has prepared for this battle for so long and acted as a punching bag for so long, how could he give up so easily? Besides, he is not without any chance."

At this moment, Yan spoke up again, "However, given his level of mastery over that power, his chances of winning are slim, but he can still make Riva flee in a sorry state. The time is almost up."

Upon hearing these words, Zhuang Jing's heart stirred, and she quickly looked towards the arena. Just as Riva was about to throw another punch, he suddenly sensed a change in the aura of his target and immediately became cautious.

"Ah~~~"

Lei Xiang suddenly looked up and roared to the sky, his blood boiling. His pale green hair gradually turned bright red, and his once clear black and white eyes became completely blood red. The wounds he had sustained were healing rapidly, and his entire body radiated an astonishing killing intent.

"Berserk mode, that's really a magical ability."

Yan, standing below the arena, squinted as he collected data on Lei Xiang's changes, while the dean and vice-dean on the podium exclaimed in unison, "Berserker!"

Riva, who was also from a family with a strong martial arts background, recognized the berserk state and quickly threw a punch on the spot. The fighting spirit rushed into Lei Xiang's chest, but the latter grabbed it and crushed it after laughing wildly.

Riva drew a longsword from the weapon rack with his right hand and stared intently at Lei Xiang. He moved slowly, searching for an opportunity to attack.

"As expected, Lei Xiang failed to master the berserk mode. He became arrogant and complacent when he was riding high, which is why I said he had no chance of winning."

Yan shook his head as he watched Lei Xiang press closer. "He originally took advantage of Riva's lack of vigilance to launch a series of attacks, using the advantage of doubled stats after berserk mode to overwhelm Riva with a flurry of punches. But instead, he gave Riva the chance to get his weapon. He can't win."

Zhuang Jing became anxious upon hearing Yan's words and asked urgently, "Will Lei Xiang be in danger? His current condition is very abnormal."

"He'll be fine. The dean and vice-dean are watching. It's just that he wasted his only chance to beat Riva up, turning this challenge into a farce. In his current state, he'll be lucky to stay in bed for ten days to two weeks after his berserk state..."

Just as Yan was speaking, Lei Xiang and Riva also fought to the very end. With Lei Xiang's furious roar of "Wild Battle Under Heaven," the space around him suddenly distorted, his red hair stood on end, and his muscles swelled even more, tearing his clothes.

A surge of crimson battle aura instantly filled a three-meter radius around Lei Xiang. The crimson battle aura, in a ripple-like pattern, shot towards Riva in the air like lightning. Riva, on the other hand, transformed into a spinning light dragon and pounced downwards.

At the critical moment, two figures, one in gray and one in white, stepped in, unleashing powerful magic and battle aura respectively, channeling their power into the sky. The barrier in the air was utterly unable to withstand this impact, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the air.

Lei Xiang's strength vanished, and he collapsed onto the arena without knowing anything. A flash of light appeared, and Riva, pale-faced, landed on the arena, barely supporting himself with his longsword.

The dean and vice-dean stood on the stage and loudly announced the result, "The match is over, Riva has won, everyone can go home now."

"Teacher, aren't you going up?"

Zhuang Jing, like most people, stared blankly at the arena. At this moment, Yan nudged her with his arm and said calmly, "Our dean is a martial artist and has always supported the development of the martial arts department. The berserker physique is very suitable for the development of the warrior side."

Look at the dean's eyes, they're practically gleaming! I was starting to think he had some kind of peculiar hobby. If you don't go over there soon, the students won't be yours anymore.

"Ah, oh oh oh..."

Zhuang Jing nodded repeatedly as if waking from a dream. Perhaps the spot where Yan had bumped into her was a bit sensitive, because her face was unusually flushed. However, she still put on airs in front of Yan and replied with dissatisfaction, "You brat, can you watch yourself? I'm your teacher, so show some respect."

Also, don't make up stories anymore. You dare to make up stories about the principal? I think you don't want to graduate...

As Zhuang Jing spoke, she dashed up to the stage and called a few boys to help carry Lei Xiang down. Yan glanced at him a few times and smiled. Then, his gaze shifted to two familiar purple-haired figures and a blonde man with long, wavy hair. He chuckled and went over to them.

Chapter 640 Data Collection

Inside the medical room of Tiandu Academy, Zhuang Jing looked at Lei Xiang, who was lying unconscious on the bed, her worry replaced by exhaustion.

When Lei Xiang was taken to the infirmary, she was genuinely worried about his injuries. But after the doctors at the infirmary spent a lot of time examining him, they concluded that he was as strong as an ox and hadn't suffered any serious injuries at all.

The reason for his coma was exhaustion; his body was too depleted and needed to recover gradually. In Yan's words, he would need to lie in bed for at least ten days to two weeks.

"Yan, are you here to see Lei Xiang too?"

Zhuang Jing was sitting down on the bed next to Lei Xiang when she suddenly saw a figure enter the ward. It was the familiar and hateful student with a bad temper. When she saw that it was Yan, she didn't think much of it and just assumed that Yan had come to see Lei Xiang.

"Of course not. Teacher, I came to ask for a reward. The academy is on holiday now, and you haven't given it to me yet, so I have to come and ask for it myself!"

Yan walked to the bedside, glanced at Lei Xiang, then turned to Zhuang Jing. He reached out and leaned down, and the exhausted teacher instinctively leaned back and half-fell onto the bed.

"What, what are you trying to do..."

Zhuang Jing stammered, completely lacking her usual authority in front of the students, "This is the infirmary, don't do anything reckless!"

Yan deliberately reached out to brush the hair from her forehead and chuckled, "Does Teacher mean that we can do whatever we want when it's just the two of us?"

Zhuang Jing placed her hands on Yan's chest and whispered, "Yan, please, please don't do this. I'm your teacher, and I'm much older than you."

"I don't care."

Yan found it quite amusing to tease this beautiful teacher. It was like having his first experience with her, and it was a good way to relax before getting down to business.

"Don't do this, please don't do this..."

Zhuang Jing's objections grew softer and softer as she leaned back against the headboard. Seeing that the time was right, Yan picked up a cup and covered Zhuang Jing's head, leaving only her head sticking out.

"Look at you, Lei Xiang has nothing to do, why are you making yourself so tired? Be good, take a rest first, leave this to me."

After settling Zhuang Jing on the bed, Yan warned her, "You'd better behave, or I've been waiting for this for a long time. You don't want to embarrass yourself in front of your students, do you, teacher?"

Yan smiled ambiguously, his eyes constantly stealing glances at her private parts, while his hands were making gestures.

Zhuang Jing's face flushed bright red instantly, and she buried most of her head under the covers, muttering under her breath, "You little pervert, you bad student, just wait till I get my hands on you..."

The beautiful teacher murmured as she fell into a deep sleep. Yan turned to look at Lei Xiang, reached out and touched the guy's wrist pulse, and soon muttered to himself, "In the berserk state, injuries are fully healed and recovery is extremely fast, the fighting spirit in the body surges, and the foundation is greatly enhanced."

Such a significant improvement only resulted in a slight loss of stamina. His physical potential remained unaffected; in fact, his foundation became even stronger. Is it due to his special berserk physique, the power of the Berserker God Technique, or a combination of both? This kid is definitely worth studying…”

As Yan spoke softly, his hands continued to move, collecting Lei Xiang's hair, blood, and some skin tissue for later research.

Just as Yan was about to dissect Lei Xiang into eight pieces to obtain various data, footsteps sounded outside the ward again.

Yan glanced back, then put his things away. He walked to the sleeping Zhuang Jing, gently shook her, and looked towards the door. "Dean. Vice Dean."

Zhuang Jing was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard someone calling for the dean and vice dean. She immediately woke up and quickly threw off the covers and stood up.

“Um… Xiao Zhuang, I know you young people can be a bit impulsive, but the academy has rules, and teachers still need to set an example… Some things are better left outside the academy to minimize the impact…”

Zhuang Jing was still a little confused when she heard the vice dean's words. She subconsciously looked around and immediately felt terrible. She was standing next to Yan in a rather intimate manner, and her clothes were also a little disheveled. This little pervert was about to kill her.

Zhuang Jing inwardly groaned, but Yan, as if out of nowhere, helped her straighten her teacher's robe and then greeted the dean and vice dean, saying, "Dean, Vice dean, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Neither the vice president nor the president said anything, and Yan left the infirmary smoothly. After his figure disappeared down the corridor, the vice president said to Zhuang Jing out of the blue, "This young man is not bad."

Zhuang Jing opened her mouth but ultimately didn't know how to explain. She made a mental note of this, but unfortunately, the academy was already on holiday, and she would have to wait at least a month to see Yan again.

"Lei Xiang, I hope you can give me some more surprises!"

Outside the infirmary ward corridor, Yan Guoren's hearing detected Lei Xiang's groans, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. Then, he shook his head with a hint of anticipation and walked towards a carriage outside Tiandu Academy.

……

In the eastern district of Dragon City, at the residence of Duke Zifeng, as one of the important ministers of the empire, Duke Zifeng's residence in the capital was not particularly luxurious, but it was guarded by many soldiers.

Duke Zifeng is the father of Zixue and Ziyan, and the son-in-law of a prince in the Dragon God Empire. It is because of the prince's daughter that he has gained appreciation and support, which has enabled him to achieve his current status.

According to other information obtained by someone, Duke Zifeng's first love was a princess who had been kidnapped. His first love was a princess, and he even married the daughter of a prince. It can be said that he had long ago grasped the secrets to commoners' upward mobility and knew the allure of noblewomen.

In the Duke's living room, sisters Ziyan and Zixue were having dinner with their parents. Duke Zifeng was usually very busy, and this kind of mealtime was one of the few times he could spend time with his wife and daughters.

Ziyan and Zixue ate very quickly today. After they finished eating, Ziyan stood up and greeted her father, saying, "Father, Mother, my sister and I have finished eating. We made plans to go on a spring outing with Lili..."

"Well, let's go!"

Duke Zifeng looked up at Ziyan, then at the somewhat nervous Zixue, and nodded without suspecting anything. Although his youngest daughter's reaction was a bit strange, he didn't think much of it.

After Ziyan and Zixue left, their mother, the Duchess, said to Zifeng, "My lord, although our daughters have a good relationship with the Jin family girls, haven't they been going out a bit too frequently this holiday?"

Duke Zifeng glanced at her and frowned slightly. "You mean your daughter is hiding something from us? No, Ziyan has always been very sensible. She wouldn't do that."

After saying this, he stood up again, seemingly preparing to go out. As he walked, he said, "His Majesty has some matters to attend to. I will be back later. There is no need to prepare my meal."

The Duchess watched her husband's departing figure, sighed, and sat back down in her chair. She knew very well how much the Duke loved her. She looked like her cousin, the missing princess, and perhaps that was why he chose to marry her back then!

……

"Zixue, you've lost again. It's your turn to choose: stick the note on your body or take something off your body!"

In a room atop a scenic manor outside Dragon City, four handsome young men—three women and one man—were playing cards around a table. After Yan won again, he gave Zi Xue, whose face was covered in slips of paper, a wicked smile, and his eyes couldn't help but glance down at her.

"Ah! You're bullying me, sister! Look, he's bullying me..."

Zixue pouted in dissatisfaction, trying to get away with it, and even sought help from Ziyan, who had already taken off a piece of her personal jewelry. However, her sister, who always doted on her, could only give her a helpless look.

Since they were already captivated by the card game and had lost multiple times against one other opponent, she couldn't bring herself to cheat.

"Huh! What's that outside?"