Chapter 58: Swing Your Fists at Them, Wu Feng

"First round, match one: Freshmen Class Nine's Ning Tian and Wu Feng versus Freshmen Class Four's Bu Le, Xiao Ming, and Tiger."

"Huh? Ning Wuque isn't even stepping up to the stage? My god, he's far too arrogant! It feels like he's completely looking down on us!"

"What? You actually want to fight that monster? A single punch from him would send you flying. Only the other two Spirit Elders are worthy of being his opponents and capturing his attention."

"Isn't he afraid that some dark horse might blindside them and eliminate Ning Tian and Wu Feng? There should be a limit to looking down on people."

"Wait, look at that over there!"

Off the stage, the assessment participants in this group and several senior students who had come to watch were filled with doubt and confusion over Ning Wuque's absence.

However, unusual movements upon the stage quickly drew everyone's gaze.

The referee did not immediately announce the start of the assessment. Instead, he turned his head to look directly at Wu Feng, the implication clear without words.

Wu Feng ignored this. Suppressing a smile that threatened to break through, she let her hands fall naturally to her sides and lowered her head slightly to put on an air of haughty aloofness.

She had been wanting to do this for a long time!

Rumble—

With a flash of bright light, a fiery red flame ignited her entire body from the bottom up, instantly transforming her standard uniform.

Under the searing heat of the flames, the pure white uniform morphed into a black-and-red tight-fitting dress, accentuating her proud figure while red leather pants concealed the finest scenery.

Of course, none of that was the most important thing.

The most important things were the soul tool training weights bound all over her body!

Their metallic luster shone so brilliantly under the sun that everyone stared fixedly at her, like subjects gazing upon a queen playing a song of triumph.

Unblinking! Waiting in silence!

"Soul tools are not permitted in the match."

At that moment, the referee quietly broke the silence, playing his part like a supporting actor coordinating with Wu Feng's performance.

The timing of those words was absolute perfection!

Raising her head slightly, Wu Feng reached out with her left hand to flick back her soft, flowing hair. Her original high ponytail unraveled under her touch like a waterfall of blazing fire, fluttering in the warm breeze stirred up by the heatwaves.

"Well, that's truly a pity..."

She murmured softly, then used the soul power within her to communicate with the training weights strapped to her body.

Clack~

A soft click sounded in everyone's ears, followed immediately by a deafening roar!

Clack! Clack! Clack!

One soul tool after another crashed heavily onto the ground. The muffled impacts struck like heavy hammers against the hearts of the three opponents facing her, and the indentations created in the stone shocked the minds of everyone present like a sudden clap of thunder!

Once all the restriction devices were completely removed, Wu Feng finally revealed an intensely bold and ruthless smile.

Snap!

She brought her hands together in front of her chest, a fist striking a palm, and narrowed her eyes slightly, glaring at the three weak and helpless sheep before her like a fierce wolf preparing to hunt.

"The match begins!"

Though shocked, the referee snapped out of his daze a moment later and announced the start of the assessment. He then cast a pitying glance at the three opponents matched against Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

Hopefully, they wouldn't... develop psychological trauma from this.

"The Glazed Pagoda lights up and turns. First: Speed! Third: Power!"

Her martial soul manifested instantly. Ning Tian smiled faintly and cast two layers of buffs upon the playing Wu Feng.

Then, a blazing red shooting star flashed past. Without even activating her martial soul, Wu Feng took a dynamic stride forward and charged directly toward the three boys, whose faces were already painted with terror.

Right at this moment!

Just like back then!

"Spirit Avatar!"

In Freshmen Class Four, seeing that his two teammates had completely lost their courage, Tiger—the sole two-ringed Great Spirit Master—suppressed the fear in his heart to activate his martial soul, slipping a pair of iron gauntlets onto his fists as he charged head-on to intercept the incoming Wu Feng.

It was useless.

He was far too slow, appearing like a tortoise in Wu Feng's eyes. He didn't even possess the qualifications to trade blows with her!

With sharp eyes, Wu Feng wasted no time. Easily dodging Tiger's fists, she threw a ferocious punch straight at his chest!

Boom~

A muffled thud echoed out. Tiger's fragile physique shattered instantly under Wu Feng's unreserved, heavy blow. His body buckled into the shape of a shrimp, his eyes rolled back white, and saliva spilled from his mouth as he tipped backward.

Thud~

The only capable captain had fallen. The rest of the battle didn't even bear watching. Seizing the remaining two by their collars one in each hand, Wu Feng tossed them off the stage like bags of trash. Her movements were effortless and completely unhurried!

"What a shame. Originally, you actually had a chance to exchange a couple of moves with me. Of course, that's all it would have amounted to."

Standing on the stage, she raised her head proudly, swept her gaze in a circle around the surroundings, and spoke with utter disdain. Her demeanor was as arrogant as arrogance could possibly be!

"Assessment over! The Ning Tian team of Freshmen Class Nine wins!"

The moment he made the announcement, the referee scooped up the unconscious Tiger and tossed him toward the medical team in the distance for treatment.

On the stage, Wu Feng executed a stylish about-face and walked back toward Ning Tian with a light, breezy stride. As she stepped past the pile of scattered training weights all over the ground, a flash of silver light erupted.

Clack~ Clack~

The soul array was activated by her soul power. Amidst a flurry of silver radiance, the devices re-attached themselves to her body one by one, as though they had never been removed at all.

Powerful!

This was the first impression in the minds of the observing crowd.

Handsome!

This was the second impression in the minds of the observing crowd.

Cool!

Wu Feng was showing off to the absolute maximum, but this cool demeanor sent the adolescent students straight into a mental frenzy! Each and every one of them looked at her with eyes full of envy and reverence.

How could she be so effortlessly stylish?!

"You really know how to imitate, hahaha."

Ning Tian and Wu Feng walked off the stage together, meeting Ning Wuque, whose smile hadn't ceased since Wu Feng began striking her poses.

Damn, how did this scene look so sickeningly familiar? Wasn't she just plagiarizing him?

Hajifeng, you really...

"Hmph~ I don't care, I just wanted to use it!"

Her face blushing scarlet, Wu Feng averted her gaze. Replicating those exact gestures right in front of the original creator still carried a fair bit of embarrassment for her.

Still, she had waited far too long for this! This was the exact day she had been waiting for, dammit!

Feeling the awestruck gazes of the surrounding crowd upon her, she could now completely understand the feeling Ning Wuque had experienced years ago. It felt absolutely exhilarating!

Especially when delivering that final line—didn't she see that all the boys and girls present had already turned into her fanboys and fangirls?

For a proud little red dragon, this was simply the greatest experience imaginable!

"Hehe~"

Ning Tian covered her mouth and giggled.

At this, Ning Wuque offered an understanding smile and said,

"It's fine, use it all you like. After all, with your brain, you couldn't possibly come up with a better pose than mine anyway."

He was always quite generous.

Yet the more he said that, the more Wu Feng's little face flushed red.

Soon enough, the trio didn't linger. Instead, they headed back to the waiting area to await the start of the next round of assessments.

They had to fight at least three or four matches today, so there was no need to rush.