Chapter 104.
God knows how many times they've been beaten in these three months. Once a week, seven against one—a mandatory routine.
Almost every week, Wang Feng would defeat all seven of them effortelessly without even breaking even a sweat!
Even when they could barely endure within the effective time—extending from the initial three minutes to the subsequent ten minutes—Wang Feng showed no mercy. He methodically beat each of them, regardless of gender. Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu—all were left bruised and swollen. The men fared no better under Wang Feng's ruthless blows either.
What made it even more terrifying was that this torment wasn't a one-time affair. After the beating, Wang Feng would swiftly heal them and proceed to administer the next round of punishment. It was akin to facing a relentless devil.
Every week, the seven individual not only engaged in a single bout against Wang Feng but played at least three games back and forth in a day. The day of these rigorous exercises was aptly named "Devil's Day" by the seven.
Despite the grueling nature of the training, it significantly enhanced the team's co-operation. Occasionally, Wang Feng arranged for the three girls—Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing—to experience the [Deification] soul skills, stimulating them.
Following this, he would instruct the trio to fiercely battle Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tang San and Oscar.
For most of the week, Wang Feng was absent from the academy, focusing on other endeavors.
As for where he went, the seven were kept in the dark. Occasionally, Ning Rongrong attempted to inquire with the Grandmaster but he remained tight-lipped, urging them to focus on their own training and refrain from asking too many questions. Only Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have a clue.
In the academy over the past three months, the seven experienced a shift in their perception of Wang Feng—from admiration and awe to something deeper: fear. This sentiment, particularly pronounced in one of the girls, added a layer of complexity to their emotions.
Thus, when Ma Hongjun and the group spotted Wang Feng, their expressions immediately froze.
"Monster King... no…Wang Feng, when did you return?"
"Monster King" was code name given by Ma Hongjun and the group smoothly adopted it, considering Wang Feng as the true king of monsters in their academy due to his surname.
"Why would you be afraid that I'd stand in your way of seeking revenge or causing trouble?" Wang Feng chuckled.
Relieved at Wang Feng's response, Ma Hongjun thought to himself that Wang Feng wouldn't obstruct their plans.
"Indeed, for matters like revenge and mischief, we should tackle them together, right, Xiao Wu?" Wang Feng suggested with a smile.
"Hee hee, absolutely, Fatty Bro! Aren't we all like siblings?" Xiao Wu twirled her scorpion tail like braid, smiling mischievously as she teased Ma Hongjun. In a battle, she might fear Feng'ge, but in everyday banter, she held her ground.
Ma Hongjun, wearing a forlorn expression, quickly shared the details of his recent encounter, where he ended up on the receiving end of a beating.
Wang Feng, upon hearing the account, responded with a smile. In essence, the round homie failed in his attempt to rescue the damsel in distress and ended up with a face full of bruises and pain.
The perpetrator, aptly named Bu Le, hailed from the four-ringed Soul Ancestor. His martial soul was also peculiar, and he held a notorious reputation as an old scoundrel in Suotuo City. Bu Le had a penchant for bothering the younger crowd, especially the young girls.
Wang Feng, displaying nonchalance, urged action, saying, "What are you waiting for then? Let's go and give that scoundrel a lesson!"
He continued, "Can he even match up to you? Would the esteemed individuals of Shrek Academy tolerate such humiliation? Apart from me beating you, who dares to beat you? Atleast they have to seek my approval first."
Ma Hongjun, feeling a bit perplexed by Wang Feng's words was speechless, grinned nonetheless. With Wang Feng at his side, that ruffian Bu Le stood no chance. As a united front, they strolled towards Suotuo City, ready to address the issue at hand.
"Earlier, you told us about his martial soul," Tang San inquired cautiously. "On another note, given his rogue status, does he have any companion?"
"I'm not sure but it's likely to be! Yet, with Shrek's Monster King by our side, what's there to fear!" Ma Hongjun strode forward with eagerness, his confidence soaring as he envisioned a collective reprisal with his fellow brothers.
With Wang Feng in the mix, success was practically guaranteed.
"..." Wang Feng.
"Valid point." Dai Mubai nodded thoughtfully.
"Xiao San's caution is warranted, considering that ruffians of his ilk usually come with companions. As a four-ringed Soul Ancestor, his associates may not be any less formidable."
The group continued their conversation as they swiftly arrived in Suotuo City, shrouded in the hush of the night.
"Fatty, once we're concealed, how do we lure him out?" Oscar queried with suspicion.
Ma Hongjun shook his head, stating, "He would appear every night at this exact location in this vicinity."
Upon hearing this, they collectively furrowed their brow. Would waiting here be the best course of action?
"Since he has a penchant for young and beautiful girls, how about we simply seek out such girls in this area?" Wang Feng suggested.
"Logical... let me ponder on that." Ma Hongjun's eyes sparked with contemplation. Being an experienced individual in such matters, he held valuable insights.
At this juncture, Xiao Wu interjected with a huff, "What are you thinking! Is there anyone in this area more beautiful than me?"
"..." Ma Hongjun cast a glance at Xiao Wu and then at Tang San.
"Sister Wu, what are you implying? Are you volunteering to be the bait? I doubt the Xiao San would approve."
Tang San grinned. "Actually, I have another idea."
At this point, Xiao Wu's gaze shifted, landing on Wang Feng as she said with a smile, "There's still someone else here who is more beautiful than me."
"Who?" Ma Hongjun's eyes gleamed with curiosity.
In the academy, the three girls boasted distinct styles even Ma Hongjun believed that few could rival their beauty. Xiao Wu asserting that someone else could surpass her intrigued him.
"Of course..." Xiao Wu strolled to Wang Feng's side. "Dang dang... dang! It's Brother Feng! Dressed as a woman, he would be more beautiful than me."
Boom!
Xiao Wu had barely finished her statement when her forehead received a heavy flick on it.
"Xiao Wu, you're very audacious, daring to even tease, brother Feng." Tang San chuckled, amused by Xiao Wu's playful spirit.
Wang Feng, still smiling, scolded, "You should make Mubai dress in women's attire. With his height, blond hair, handsome face and slender figure, he'd make a striking high-cold imperial beauty."
Dai Mubai's expression abruptly changed as he waved his hand, stepping back in protest.
"Hey, it sounds plausible." Xiao Wu glanced at Dai Mubai, then snorted, "Never mind, you guys, focus on me!"
Having said that, Xiao Wu donned a bunny ears headband and pranced out of the dimly lit street.
"Third brother...?" Ma Hongjun queried Tang San, as everyone know how protective he is of Xiao Wu.
"Just observe... Xiao Wu isn't one to back down from a challenge. And aren't we right here?"
Tang San couldn't resist adding, "She's not as easy as you might think..."
Before long, everyone stood witness as a disheveled figure hastily emerged from the street, heading towards Xiao Wu.
'Okay?'
At this moment, Wang Feng scrutinized the other two figures, his brow furrowing slightly.
In the distance, there stood an exceptionally tall man emanating a wild, robust aura, accompanied by another exceedingly slender man.
"This companion of Bu Le seems to have made an early appearance... These two individuals also appear to be Soul Kings of over fifty levels..."
Wang Feng merely cast a casual glance before redirecting his attention. Despite the formidable stature of the two Soul Kings with ranks exceeding fifty, Xiao Wu remained secure with Tang San and the others safeguarding her. If a confrontation with these soul kings became inevitable, they could address it when the time came.
In the dark of the night, Xiao Wu hopped along the street, her petite stature resembling that of a lively and adorable rabbit, seemingly waiting for a hunter to pursue her in a game of cuteness.
Before long, the anticipated hunter made his entrance.
"It's him!" Ma Hongjun pointed discreetly to the middle-aged man approaching Xiao Wu on the street.
The other three subtly shook, quickly fixing their gaze ahead.
The figure in question sported a tattered black trench coat and a cowboy hat. His two front teeth protruded slightly, resembling mouse incisors and his overall appearance was a jarring combination of unpleasant and unattractiveness.
Observing Xiao Wu at that moment, she exuded an infectious excitement. Her hands mimicked claws, as if poised to grasp a delectable steamed bun.
"Uncle, do you have candy? Xiao Wu wants to buy some to eat..." The dark figure stood before Xiao Wu, prompting her to look up with an innocent and endearing smile.
This smile seemed to foretell everything.
Tang San reminisced about that smile, the first time he encountered it six years ago in the Nuoding Academy dormitory. Innocent, cute, pure and flawless.
Back then, he had succumbed to Xiao Wu's charming demeanor.
"Yes, dear uncle here has not only candies but also delicious thick and big lollipops."
With an unsettling speed, saliva welled up in the man's mouth. Observing the girl standing before him, measuring a mere 1.6 meters against his imposing figure, she resembled a little rabbit awaiting its fate.
The bunny ears headband on her head added to the overall charm and cuteness.
"How big are they?"
A hint of distaste flickered in Xiao Wu's eyes, but she maintained her smile. "Could you show me? Xiao Wu wants to have a look..."
Wang Feng chuckled inwardly. Xiao Wu's whimsical charm appeared frail and adorable on the surface, akin to Ning Rongrong, merely a facade.
'Girls..', he mused, 'had a knack for disguises'.
It reminded him of Zhu Zhuqing, who couldn't feign pretenses and preferred straightforwardness. Such authenticity was rare among women kind.
Bu Le, the man led Xiao Wu toward a dimly lit alley.
"Come here, uncle will give you a big lollipop to lick and suck on!"
Tang San felt a surge of anxiety, despite knowing that Xiao Wu was putting on an act. The rest hurriedly followed behind them sneakily.
Just as they arrived, a voice came, "Leave the lollipop for yourself!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Following this, the ground in the alley bore the impact of dents, accompanied by the ominous crunches of bones.
"Eight-stage drop." Wang Feng remarked, finding Xiao Wu's soft martial skills rather intriguing.
This technique is a seamless combo. Once Xiao Wu closes in on the enemy and lands the initial strike, it becomes challenging to react or defend against it.
Subsequently, she also employs the Waist Bow, executing a sequence of diverse techniques to pummel the opponent. Unless one possesses the physical prowess of a strength or agility type soul master, allowing them to react promptly or withstand the onslaught, most other types of soul masters would find themselves incapacitated immediately.
This is particularly true for those specializing in control.
Boom, boom, boom!
Following Xiao Wu's seventh strike, she utilized a volley to deliver a finishing blow, targeting Bu Le's head. Gripping the Bu Le's head between her calves, she rotated it 180 degrees. The entire body followed suit, generating a disconcerting creaking sound from the strained neck.
After completing ten rotations, Xiao Wu somersaulted back, dismounting from the fallen opponent with a final Waist Bow as Bu Le laid on the ground, unconscious or dead no one knew.
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