Chapter 32: Bite You to Death, You Bad Guy!
"You're not really become idiot, are you?"
Seeing Wang Dong'er laugh for no reason, Ling Shuang suddenly had this idea.
The next moment, Ling Shuang's pupils suddenly dilated.
"What are you doing?!" he cried out in pain.
Wang Dong'er, who had just laughed rather strangely, bit Ling Shuang's shoulder.
Ling Shuang, caught off guard, didn't even have time to use his soul power to defend himself.
He wasn't a physical cultivator. Although he'd worked on improving his physical fitness over the years, it still wasn't enough to be unaffected by Wang Dong'er's bite.
Wang Dong'er opened her mouth, looking at the tooth mark she'd left on Ling Shuang's shoulder and neck, and smiled triumphantly.
On his shoulder, the tooth mark was clearly visible, with some shimmering saliva left behind.
"Oh no~ your shoulder seems dirty now. Want to go take another bath?"
Ling Shuang was speechless. Why is this girl so vengeful?
Wang Dong'er seemed determined to leave a lasting impression. While she didn't use too much force when biting, she still deliberately infused soul power afterward to reinforce the mark.
At this rate, the bite might not fade for a few days.
"Are you a puppy? Which human bites people?" Ling Shuang wiped off the saliva on his shoulder, annoyed.
Wang Dong'er wasn't bothered in the least and smiled playfully. "Hmph, you can't bite just because you're not a puppy?"
"I'll bite you, I'll bite you to death, you bad guy!"
She looked incredibly proud of herself, like she'd mastered the ancient art of shamelessness.
Ling Shuang sighed and went back to reading silently.
He still had too much bottom line.
He really couldn't bring himself to hit Wang Dong'er for something like this.
No way. The values from his past life were still deeply rooted. He wasn't the kind of guy who could just throw.
Seeing his reaction, Wang Dong'er got even more smug.
She knew Ling Shuang wouldn't hit her.
What a contradictory man—says one thing, thinks another~ But she didn't push any further. After taking advantage, she slipped back into her bed and burrowed under the covers again.
The Next Day
The first round of the freshman assessment group battles began.
Ling Shuang and Wang Dong'er arrived at the competition venue.
The matches were divided into multiple arenas and held simultaneously. They were set to go second in Arena Two.
By now, Wang Dong'er had resumed her boy disguise.
"Class monitor! Wang Dong!" Nanmen Yun'er, who had already arrived, waved and called out when she saw them.
"Hey, class monitor, why do you have a tooth mark on you?"
Nanmen Yuner's observation skills were scarily sharp.
Ling Shuang hadn't bothered to deal with the bite mark yesterday, and sure enough, Nanmen Yun'er spotted it immediately.
"A gift from a certain someone," Ling Shuang said, glancing at Wang Dong'er beside him.
Wang Dong'er rubbed her pink-blue hair, looking a little embarrassed.
She hadn't been shy about biting him—when it was just the two of them. But getting caught by someone else?
But when she was discovered by outsiders, Wang Donger suddenly felt like she was going to die.
Neither of them noticed how strange Nanmen Yuner's expression had become.
Judging by the way they were acting, did that bite mark really come from Wang Dong?
That wasn't something normal friends did.
What kind of bros bite each other?
This... this seemed way beyond regular friendship.
Could it be that the class monitor and Wang Dong…
Thinking back to Wang Dong's often irrational behavior and Ling Shuang's total lack of response to goddess-level girls like Ning Tian, Nanmen Yun'er felt like she'd stumbled upon the truth.
Her heart raced with excitement.
Even if this handsome guy wasn't interested in girls… at least the couple could still be together!
Anyway, even if the he likes girls, she probably won't have any chance.
Ling Shuang, feeling Nanmen Yuner's oddly intense gaze, frowned slightly. His instincts told him she was definitely thinking something inappropriate.
Wang Dong'er was flushed, her whole face hot from embarrassment under Nanmen Yuner's eyes.
Just then, the referee's voice rang out, breaking the weird tension in the air.
With the end of the first game above, the referee's voice came, breaking the weird atmosphere.
''The second game of Group C, the freshman class nine Ling Shuang team will play against the freshman class three Song Xiaoqi team."
Walk onto the stage.
The three boys standing opposite Ling Shuang and the other two looked ugly.
In the past three months, Ling Shuang's reputation has spread throughout the freshman grade.
Everyone knows that there is a top-level genius in the ninth class who is monster.
They never thought that they would meet the team where this person is in the first game.
This luck is also unique.
Two of the three of them don't even have the second soul ring, how could they be the opponent of this person.
"Song Xiaoqi, level 22 strong attack system soul master."
"Zhang Lei, level 18..."
"..."
They introduced themselves one by one according to the procedure, but their expressions were uglier than crying.
"Nanmen Yun'er, level 24 agile attack system soul master."
"Wang Dong, level 24 strong attack system soul master."
Two soul rings appeared on Nanmen Yun'er and Wang Dong, and the emerald green and sky blue wings spread out behind them.
Nanmen Yuner had two regular yellow soul rings, while Wang Dong had one yellow and one purple, which caused a lot of amazement in the spectators.
But more people's eyes were still on the legendary newcomer.
In Ling Shuang's hand, the twin staffs of creation and annihilation flashed with gorgeous heterochromatic light.
The heterochromatic light representing vitality and destruction lit up slightly, and four soul rings slowly rose from his body.
''Ling Shuang, level 50 all-around soul master."
Ling Shuang's voice fell lightly.
In three months, his soul power finally broke through level 49 and reached level 50.
Only one soul ring is needed to truly enter the realm of soul king.
After a brief silence, there was a terrifying explosion.
"Ling Shuang! Ling Shuang!"
The overwhelming cheering came from the audience.
The soul master world admires the strong, and this kind of strong man who appears in an absolutely overwhelming posture will undoubtedly make many people admire him.
Feeling the terrifying power, Song Xiaoqi and the other two turned pale and felt that it was difficult to breathe.
The three looked at each other, full of helplessness and bitterness.
How they could fight?
The soul power level of the highest level person on their side is not as high as that of others multiplied by two.
But what confused everyone was that Ling Shuang actually put away his martial soul and retreated silently, and seemed to have no intention of taking action. Du Weilun, the senior director on the high platform saw Ling Shuang's thoughts and appreciated this freshman a little more.
He was strong but did not forget to give his teammates the opportunity to perform. He did not have the arrogance of ordinary young geniuses.
With such a mentality and such talent, it would be difficult for him not to achieve something in the future.
(End of this chapter)