Chapter 32: Don't Be Too Confident

  The three of them soon became entangled, with louder and louder screams, the fight entered a frenzied state, with kicks and punches flying out from time to time. After a moment, Su Qingchen's bed frame was scattered all over the place.

  Su Qingchen's anger soared, and with a sudden burst of strength, she wrapped her arms around Fatso Liu Yun, kicked off the ground, and leaped into the air, embracing Fatso as she came crashing down on Wang Xing's bed in a thunderous mountaintop press, sending the bed frame shattering apart.

  Wang Xinggang came back to his senses, saw the disassembled bed, and his eyes blazed with anger. He pounced on Su Qingchen, and the four of them entwined together like a mess once again.

  After a while, the four of them panted and separated, looking at the messy dormitory. The four of them let out a sigh, lowering their panda-like faces.

  "It seems we have to sleep on the floor for a few more days, it's really frustrating. If I had known this earlier, I would have gone out and fought." Wang Xing said with a sigh as he glanced around the dormitory.

  "Alright, now let's go out and fight. I'll accompany you guys. The outside area is big, we can move our hands and feet freely, the air is also good, and beating people up will be more comfortable." Su Qingchen said with an evil smile.

  Looking at Su Qingchen's smile, Wang Xing felt a chill run down his spine and stretched out his hand to block the front, opening his mouth: "Boss, I was wrong. I shouldn't have listened to Liu Yun's words, nor should I have laid hands on you. Look at the dormitory, it's such a mess, someone has to clean it up, otherwise, there won't even be a place to sleep tonight." As he spoke, Wang Xing stood up and walked towards the door of the dormitory.

  Liu Yun glared at Wang Xing, thinking to himself, "It was you who led the way and stirred up trouble, dragging me into it. Now my face is all swollen and puffy. How am I supposed to show my face tomorrow?"

  The three of them began cleaning their dorm with gloomy hearts, while Su Qingchen started cultivating his Soul Decision in the corner of the dorm. He absorbed the soul energy from the air and after compressing it in the afternoon, the soul energy inside Su Qingchen's body became purer. However, when he tried to absorb more soul energy again, he found that the new soul energy couldn't merge with the existing soul energy inside his body, instead separating like two extremes and lingering in his veins.

  Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Under helplessness, he once again merged his spiritual power into the Soul Decision, compressing his soul power as it rotated. Although this method increased his cultivation and attack power, every half-day of cultivation would leave him exhausted due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, causing him to fall into a coma. Su Qingchen was at an impasse, unable to think of any solution for the time being, so he could only continue like this, hoping to find a way out soon.

  At dawn, after the first ray of sunlight entered the dormitory, Su Qing slowly opened her eyes, looking a bit tired. She glanced at the empty dormitory and Wang Xing, who was sleeping on the floor, smiled slightly, patted the dirt off her body, stood up, left a note behind, and went out.

  Breathing in the fresh air, Su Qingchen stretched her limbs and had a light breakfast outside the academy before heading towards the Whirlwind Mercenary Corps.

  Half a moment later, Su Qingchen saw Leng Feng standing at the entrance of the mercenary group from afar. His white clothes fluttered in the gentle breeze, his handsome face had a faintly cold and proud expression, a strand of black hair flew up, and Leng Feng's straight figure pounced towards Su Qingchen like a leopard.

  Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face. Suddenly, his heart sank, and at the same time, his body flashed to dodge a sudden attack from behind. He wanted to turn around to see who was sneaking up on him, but he was caught off guard by Cold Wind appearing beside him. Then, he heard Cold Wind's voice with a hint of killing intent: "If you don't want to die, follow me." Afterwards, the feeling of flying through the air came again, and a gloomy expression appeared on his face.

  A moment later, Leng Feng's figure stopped and landed steadily on the ground, holding Su Qingchen's hand tightly without letting go, with a faint gaze looking at the distant sky.

  Su Qingchen felt depressed, originally prepared to be blown away by the cold wind, but found that the cold wind seemed to treat himself as non-existent, grasping his hand not only steady and powerful, but also contained a domineering soul power, which was impossible for him to break free from.

  Leng Feng lowered his head and took a glance at Su Qingchen, revealing a hint of worry. If he hadn't been waiting for Su Qingchen at the door just now, he estimated that Su Qingchen would have already suffered serious injuries and died. Those despicable Skull Mercenary Corps were truly pushing people too far. Don't let me have a chance to turn things around, or I will definitely smash your bones into powder.

  In an instant, a chill ran down Leng Feng's body, emitting a murderous aura that made one's hair stand on end. Taking a deep breath, Leng Feng calmed his already turbulent heart and opened his mouth to say in a light tone: "From now on, I won't come looking for you, but you're not allowed to leave the academy, did you hear me?"

  Su Qingchen rubbed her head and asked in confusion: "Leng Feng Uncle, is it that serious? Actually, I think the most important thing now is for you to put me down first."

  "Answer me a question, if you answer correctly, I'll consider letting you down, if not, you'll spend the rest of the day like this." The tone was still light, the words were still light, so light that it made Su Qingchen's scalp tingle.

  She sighed and opened her mouth gloomily: "Actually, I don't care about being dragged around, I just worry that Cold Wind Uncle will get tired after such a long time, it's just one problem, I think it won't be difficult for me."

  Leng Feng glanced at Su Qingchen and casually asked, "How can we minimize the resistance of nature to speed?"

  A simple question made Su Qingchen fall into deep thought, and in his carelessness, the big hands that were tightly holding onto him loosened their grip. Su Qingchen, who was already very close to the ground, didn't react in time and ended up with a mouthful of mud.

  Su Qingchen lay on the ground for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, his face excited as he said: "Even the best soul techniques can only increase the body's speed, and the faster the speed, the greater the resistance. If you merge with nature, you can reduce the resistance to the lowest level, and even use this point to accelerate again."

  Leng Feng turned his head to look at Su Qingchen, a smile appearing on his face as he reached out to gently pat Su Qingchen's head. "What you said is right," he began, "but wanting to blend into the grand natural world and gain the recognition of one's soul power isn't that easy. It requires immense spiritual strength and an extreme mastery over one's soul power; truly achieving that point would require at least a Soul Honoring realm."

  Su Qingchen looked at Leng Feng with a hint of surprise, was it really that difficult to merge into the natural world? The Soul Honored Realm, that was a realm where only the strong could reach, when would he be able to reach that realm himself?

  "These few days, I'll first train you on how to speed up while reducing resistance. I hope you can complete the task I give you within these seven days." As he spoke, Leng Feng gazed at Su Qingchen in front of him, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

  Looking at Leng Feng's serious expression, Su Qingchen curled her lips and said: "Don't worry, Uncle Leng Feng. The task you assigned to me will be completed ahead of time and exceeded. You don't have to worry about me, there isn't anyone in this world who can take my life yet."

  Leng Feng shook his head: "Don't be too confident, if I hadn't discovered the guy behind you earlier, do you think a small Spirit Master like you could last a few rounds in his hands?"

  Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, "Who is he? From the Skull Mercenary Corps?"