Chapter 67: Child's Words Have No Taboos, Yue Yue Zhengyu; The Girl's Blush Surpasses All

Night fell, moonlight like a silver spring, coating the open ground with a layer of cold, clear radiance.

The evening wind swept over the treetops, the rustling of leaves intertwining with the distant roar of the Sea God Lake. Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen wore a plain white robe, its hem fluttering lightly in the wind; a strand of black hair turned white, and behind him hung a slowly rotating Tai Chi diagram. Yin and Yang converged, and the energy of heaven and earth flowed into it like a stream, transforming into a mist that swirled around his body.

Yuan En Yehui stood a hundred meters away, changed into a highly elastic black combat suit. Chestnut-red strands of hair by her ears were lifted by the night wind, and her beautiful eyes were especially solemn.

This poor girl who worked three jobs a day was actually extremely warlike. Three years ago, when Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen arrogantly challenged all members of the Youth Genius List at Spirit Ice Plaza, Yuan En Yehui had felt the impulse to fight him.

However, at that time she had just left the Titan family, was penniless, and was also a victimized Shi Shi Laike working student; she urgently needed to find a job to support herself, so she could only leave in regret.

After successfully applying as a waiter at the Xuanlong Cafe, out of respect for the boss and to keep her job, Yuan En Yehui found it inconvenient to propose a fight; that fighting spirit had been suppressed until today.

Now that the waiter had joined the Spirit Tower, she had transformed into one of Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's closest subordinates. Just as he needed to deeply understand the two martial souls to design the battle armor, Yuan En Yehui finally got her wish: to challenge the number one on the Youth Genius List!

"Boss, be careful!"

Habitually addressing him as boss, Yuan En Yehui lowered her voice and shouted. The Titan Ape martial soul manifested, and the third spirit ring suddenly lit up.

Titan Ape's third spirit technique: All-attribute enhancement, Diamond Titan!

Amidst the crackling sound of bones exploding, her round and jade-like slender body rose section by section. In an instant, she grew into a giant over three meters tall, with brown fur covering her Bai Xi skin, and knotted muscles completely stretching the elastic underwear.

Moonlight reflected off her raised back, as if refracting a metallic cold light. Yuan En Yehui's first spirit ring flashed immediately after; the power of the Titan caused the terrifying strength of the Titan Ape to surge again, cracking the ground beneath her feet like a net!

Yuan En Yehui clashed her fists together; the boom sounded like thunder exploding. Visible shockwaves spread out in rings, shaking the forest so that leaves fell rustling down.

Her powerful body leaped up from the ground. The Titan Ape's strength, speed, and defense were nearly flawless. The fierce wind wrapping around her charge tore the air apart; her giant fist swung, trailing a black afterimage behind, condensing pressure like a mountain collapsing.

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen bent his knees and sank his waist. His left hand traced an arc to embrace the moon, his right hand pushed a palm to meet the wind. The Tai Chi diagram expanded rapidly, and the two forces of Yin and Yang enveloped the surrounding space.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan En Yehui descended like Mount Tai pressing down. Her two giant fists smashed down suddenly. The size difference between the two was completely disproportionate; one fist of the Titan Ape was equal to three of Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's heads!

Yet combat was never simply about comparing which side looked taller and more imposing. As the fist whistled through the evil wind, Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen did not retreat but advanced. The moment his palm touched the Titan Ape's fist, the Qi around his body turned into a swirling vortex, guiding that ten-thousand-jun force to deflect.

The brute force exerted with full effort was drawn to fall into empty space. An expression of shock appeared on Yuan En Yehui's face.

Having neutralized the explosive power of the Titan Ape, Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's robe hem remained undisturbed. He immediately spun closer, using both pushing hands to borrow force to strike force, lightly pressing his palms onto Yuan En Yehui's abdomen.

"Bang—"

Hidden force broke through the Titan Ape's surface defense. Yuan En Yehui's massive body stumbled backward, each heavy step sounding like an earthquake shaking the mountains.

A stinging pain came. Yuan En Yehui covered her lower abdomen, struck by the double pushing palms, and kept gasping for air. Her gaze at Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen was full of wariness.

She had never fought Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen before. She thought the Titan Ape could at least cause some threat, but the result was that he used not a single spirit technique, nearly killing her instantly with mere physical attributes and ancient martial arts.

This was not because Yuan En Yehui's strength was inadequate. With a cultivation level not exceeding Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen by twenty levels, if a strength-type soul master wanted to engage him in close combat, they would inevitably be suppressed by the Tai Chi Fist's combination of hardness and softness, leaving their strength with nowhere to apply.

Yuan En Yehui's soul power was at the peak of level thirty-nine, a full ten levels lower than Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen, making the fight incredibly uncomfortable for her.

The second spirit ring bloomed with light. The shadow of the Titan Ape roared. Yuan En Yehui continuously swung her fists into the air. Soul power compressed the air to form semi-transparent air cannons, tearing through the night and shooting straight at Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's face.

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen smiled lightly. The light of his second spirit ring blazed brightly. Yin and Yang reversed, wrapping his body. The air cannon, upon touching it, was like a mud ox entering the sea, spinning endlessly around the black-and-white vortex before gradually vanishing into nothingness.

He did not release the second stage of Yin-Yang Reversal, the head-lock attack. After all, this was a battle to understand Yuan En Yehui's specific abilities. If he returned the air cannon to her, Yuan En Yehui, caught off guard, might be directly severely injured.

"Switch to your second martial soul," Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen said loudly.

The process by which a mecha designer designs battle armor is called "custom-made." Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen needed to personally observe Yuan En Yehui's fighting style and personally experience the spirit techniques of her two martial souls before he could design the most suitable one-word battle armor for her.

Having initially understood the Titan Ape, it was now the Fallen Angel's turn.

"Mm."

Yuan En Yehui nodded from a distance. She also realized the Titan Ape had fallen into an absolute disadvantage; her entire strength had instead become a hindrance.

Her swollen body slowly returned to its original state. The strong power fluctuations faded, replaced by a dark and evil aura. Three purple spirit rings rose. A pair of purple-black wings pierced through her back, the tips of the feathers seeming to drip viscous shadow.

Compared to the rough violence of the Titan Ape, the appearance of the Fallen Angel was undoubtedly several times more beautiful. Yuan En Yehui's eyes were dyed an eerie crimson-purple. Her peerless face gained a few touches of soul-stealing temptation; that was the unique demonic charm exclusive to the evil attribute.

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen looked at Yuan En Yehui with interest. The Titan Ape he had at least encountered at the Spirit Ascension Platform, but the Fallen Angel was a top-tier martial soul existing entirely in ancient texts. Even Han Han Tianyi, the Illusion Brain Limit Douluo whose illusions could deceive reality, could not fabricate a true Fallen Angel based on mere fragments of records.

The first and third, two thousand-year spirit rings, lit up simultaneously. Having witnessed Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's might earlier, Yuan En Yehui directly unleashed her abilities without reservation. Under the enhancement of the third spirit technique, Fallen Angel Descent, her entire momentum soared. The space behind her turned pitch black and twisted violently.

The Fallen Angel's wings beat rhythmically. Deep black mist spread and swept. The first spirit technique, Fallen Sky, covered Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen with darkness, viscosity, fear... multiple negative states.

The Fallen Sky quickly swallowed the entire forest. The evil attribute corroded and eroded the vegetation. Tender green leaves, as if their life force had been swallowed, rapidly withered and curled yellow.

Using the cover of the Fallen Sky, her wings suddenly shook. Yuan En Yehui rose into the air. The second spirit ring flashed, and her pale hand pulled the Dark Demon Sword from the void.

The sword blade brought down a three-foot purple-black sword light. The Fallen Sky resounded with the sounds of ghostly wailing and wolf howling, frantically assaulting the enemy's spiritual sea. Moreover, the black mist became even more viscous and muddy.

"Rip—"

A pair of black-and-white wings spread open; it was clearly the Body Secret Technique, Wing Transformation. Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen soared into the air. Qi followed his heart, attaching to his body. Wherever he passed, the black mist retreated, tearing open a black-and-white corridor right through the Fallen Sky!

The silver moon hung high. Two figures chased each other in the high sky like meteors. The purple-black crescent moon slashed by the Dark Demon Sword collided constantly with the Yin-Yang wheel. The exploding residual soul power scattered the clouds in all directions.

Yuan En Yehui was still in a disadvantageous situation. The ten levels of soul power were like a mountain range standing before her; her martial soul and spirit techniques were also not advantageous. It was only that Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen had no intention of ending her; otherwise, Yuan En Yehui would have been defeated long ago.

Sensing the huge gap between the two, Yuan En Yehui bit her red lips tightly, intending to make a final desperate struggle. The Fallen Angel's wings carried her soaring upward, then suddenly diving down. The Dark Demon Sword condensed a pitch-black sword light like an endless abyss, gathering the remaining soul power in her body for a final strike!

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen crossed his wings, about to hard-block this killing move, when a brilliant pillar of light suddenly broke through the clouds and arrived!

"Bold evil soul master! How dare you commit murder in Shi Shi Laike Academy under the cover of a blackened night!"

"Third spirit technique, Light Judgment!"

Jin Guang shone like the sun. A voice full of righteous spirit rang out immediately after; it was the Holy Angel Yue Yue Zhengyu, flying at high speed!

The Holy Angel's sensitivity to the evil attribute was almost no less than a dog's to fresh, hot dung. Yue Yue Zhengyu smelled the evil soul master and charged over!

Do not doubt the Holy Angel's determination to execute justice. The Light Judgment contained fifty percent of Yue Yue Zhengyu's soul power. The brilliant pillar of light, carrying the momentum to purify all things, blasted straight at Yuan En Yehui!

Yuan En Yehui's pupils suddenly contracted. Her soul power was exhausted; she had no strength left to resist the Light Judgment!

"Qi moves Shanhe, Defend!"

In the next instant, the Tai Chi diagram floated in the air. The two forces of Yin and Yang turned into a millstone, rolling the pillar of light into it. The Yin and Yang forces strangled the light power. The Light Judgment shattered into a sky full of scattered light rain.

The three hovered in the air. Moonlight illuminated the girl's face, pale as paper, reflected the clear and handsome youth's closed five fingers, and the Holy Angel's shocked golden eyes. The sky was silent, with only the Tai Chi diagram rotating soundlessly.

"Brother Zhao!?"

Seeing Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen block the Light Judgment, Yue Yue Zhengyu could not help but feel heartbroken, as if seeing a promising youth willing to sink into the beauty of lust. He earnestly advised: "Brother Zhao, even if the evil soul master is the most beautiful, she is ultimately just a skin. Beneath that skin beats an evil heart!"

"If she dares to draw her sword against you today, tomorrow she will dare to blow up the Spirit Tower!"

"You absolutely cannot let her run wild. Listen to my advice. We two agents of justice will join forces to capture the Fallen Angel and lock her in a secret room..."

"Kun character, Earth Flow Bullet!"

When Yue Yue Zhengyu spoke the words 'secret room', Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes instantly turned deep blue; a ball of earth rushed into Yue Yue Zhengyu's mouth with lightning speed, stopping him from speaking recklessly any further!

You big fool, do you want to ruin Great Emperor Zhao Xuanzhen's lifelong reputation!

However, 'secret room' had already slipped out; not even a god could stuff it back in. A voice of shocking intensity rang out from the sky, word by word, with a tone that rose and fell!

"Se-cret Room!?"

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen covered his face and turned to look; he saw Yuan En Yehui's pretty face flushed red, her beautiful eyes wide open, overflowing with utter disbelief...

A girl's blush is more powerful than any curse!

The next day, 8 AM.

"Hello, Class Monitor."

Before Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen reached the classroom, many students in the hallway had already greeted him.

At the entrance of Class One, Grade One, Luo Luo Guixing was chatting with Yang Nianxia; seeing Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen approach, the two immediately flashed bright smiles, quickly made way, and made a gesture inviting him to proceed.

"Hello, Class Monitor."

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen nodded lightly in response and walked past them toward his seat.

As long as one is strong enough, friends are everywhere, as are those who wish to become your friends.

In another timeline, the five geniuses on the Youth Genius List refused to accept Tang Tang Wulin as Class Monitor, simply because his cultivation was only at the Second Ring, failing to earn their respect.

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen was completely different; his cultivation was the undisputed top of the class, and yesterday he had led Gu Yue and Ye Ye Xinglan to completely crush the entire first year.

Sometimes geniuses are no different from masochists; crushing the pride in their hearts with your feet only makes them feel admiration and worship.

About fifteen minutes before class, three-quarters of the students were seated in the classroom; Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen's desk mates on his left and right, Gu Yue and Ye Ye Xinglan, had both arrived.

"Zhao Xuanzhen, you seem a bit tired today."

Gu Yue asked with concern, while Ye Ye Xinglan cast a stealthy glance.

"Don't mention it..."

Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen let out a long sigh; that scoundrel Yue Yue Zhengyu had kept saying 'secret room' from start to finish. Afterwards, the three of them sat down last night to clear up all misunderstandings. Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen severely warned Yue Yue Zhengyu that Yuan En Yehui had officially joined the Spirit Tower that night, and that the Spirit Tower never had a secret room!

There wasn't one before, and there won't be one in the future!

Tragically, Yuan En Yehui clearly did not believe him; Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen could see that this girl, who had just joined the Spirit Tower, had become wary of him, wearing her school uniform jacket over her white vest!

Yue Yue Zhengyu bears full responsibility; sooner or later, I'll find a chance to beat him up!

"Ding-ling-ling—"

The two homeroom teachers entered with the bell; Shen Yi smiled and said, "Today is practical combat class. The opponents are either me or Teacher Wu. Class Monitor, lead the team to the outer courtyard sparring arena."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen called the new students to the sparring arena, passing through the wide corridor and entering the circular area on the south side of the teaching building—a genuine arena.

The sparring arena was a full hundred meters in diameter; since a real arena requires protecting student safety, numerous protective soul tools were set up around it.

The two teachers went to activate the soul tools; the one hundred and four students stood in three parallel rows, with the three Class Monitors of the Zhao Xuan Yue Star at the front.

Gazing at Wu Wu Changkong's stern back, Xie Xie Xie Xie clenched his fists, his eyes firm: "Go all out, at least shake off the name of Class One's servants, and become the flute-playing boy under Teacher Wu!"

"It doesn't matter if we lose badly." Xu Xu Xiaoyan beside him said with a sorrowful face: "At worst, Teacher Wu will humiliate us in front of the whole class of over a hundred students until we are useless, trembling-legged trash!"

Tang Tang Wulin deeply agreed, expressing his support.

"Were you guys that miserable before?" Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen asked Gu Yue curiously.

"Not quite that bad..." Gu Yue said with half-closed eyes, "Maybe after I withdrew to cultivate in seclusion, Teacher Wu became stricter with them."

A few minutes later, Shen Yi and Wu Wu Changkong returned; the latter said coldly, "The rules for practical combat class are as follows: we will not suppress cultivation levels, and you may use all seven soul skills, including the Martial Soul Avatar. Groups of three; the three Class Monitors will set an example first.

First group: Zhao Zhao Xuanzhen, Gu Yue, Ye Ye Xinglan. Choose your opponent and discuss tactics.

Five-minute countdown. Begin combat."

(End of this chapter)