Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest

Chapter 778 One Against Four
Lin Ning's mouth is almost the complete opposite of her brain; the neural pathways in the middle seem to be connected to a NOT gate, making her a textbook example of saying one thing and meaning another.

During practical teaching, Yun Jin basically responded with "okay, okay, fine," fully cooperating with whatever posture was asked. Ning Ning, on the other hand, would say "no, don't, you can't," offering only token resistance before gradually cooperating and even trying to seize the rhythm and dominance.

Her kung fu was all taught by Yan Yu, how could she possibly beat him? Soon her voice trembled and became tearful, still unwilling to admit defeat, holding back her anger and wanting to find an opportunity to retaliate, like an angry little hedgehog.

It must be said that her coy attitude and reaction, though seemingly awkward and deliberate, have a unique charm upon closer examination.

thanks for treatment.

The sparring match ended in a complete victory for Yan Yu. His strength was limited to one against four, so Xiao Xiao Ningning was no match for him. This match was never between equals from the start.

Lin Ning clearly didn't think so. She lay sprawled out, staring straight at the ceiling, her lips slightly pursed, without uttering a word.

She wasn't so tired that she couldn't speak; she was just angry with herself.

I performed terribly just now! I was completely outmatched by the captain, not even as good as Sister Zhao!

"What's wrong?" Yan Yu moved closer to her, a teasing smile on his face. "Are you exhausted?"

Lin Ning turned away and ignored him.

"Why are you throwing a tantrum?" Yan Yu grabbed her shoulders and turned her body around. "Didn't you say you wanted to treat everyone equally?"

"Do I have to bring it up before you'll do it?" Lin Ning immediately retorted. "Isn't treating everyone equally and without discrimination what you, as the team leader, should be doing?"

"There's no captain anymore," Yan Yu said with a smile. "The team has disbanded."

Lin Ning stared at him blankly, a complex mix of emotions flashing in her beautiful eyes, but she quickly became angry again, gritting her teeth as she said:
"Yes, cultivators automatically leave the team after forming their core, so you're no longer my captain. So what's our relationship now?"

That's a very good question. First of all, they're definitely not comrades-in-arms, because everyone except Ningning has reached the Core Formation stage, and the team no longer exists; secondly, they're definitely not friends, what normal friends would engage in this kind of two-on-one training?
So actually it's...

Yan Yu reached for the documents he had brought on the bedside table, only to hear Lin Ning complain, half angry and half aggrieved:
"You just love to bully me. The team has disbanded, and you'd rather go find them than come find me. You only come with me when I bring it up myself, as if I'm begging you to be with me."

"I won't ask you for anything anymore! You can come whenever you want, or not if you don't. Anyway, I'm not as pretty as Lingyun, not as sexy as Sister Zhao, not as gentle as Yunjin, and not as easy to manipulate as Ruoxi. You can go play with them from now on, don't worry about me. I'll take care of myself after I reach the Core Formation stage. Thank you for taking care of me when I was the team leader, goodbye!"

"What are you babbling about?" Yan Yu was amused by her awkwardness and handed her the application documents. "Here, sign it."

"What do you need to sign?" Lin Ning refused to take it, saying irritably, "I don't want to."

"A contract of servitude," Yan Yu said with a smile. "Once you sign this, you're mine."

"Nonsense, he's talking about such vulgar things again." Lin Ning was slightly curious, so she took the document and started browsing it.

After watching for a moment, she suddenly sat up in astonishment, letting the blanket slip off her body.

Then, suddenly realizing what was happening, she pulled the blanket up to cover her chest with her right hand, shook the documents in her left, and questioned him:
"What's this all about!"

"What are you hiding? It's like I've never seen this before..." Yan Yu thought to himself, but said aloud:

"Applying to become a couple. What, didn't you ask what our relationship would be after the team disbanded? Once we sign this document, we'll be an officially recognized couple."

"That's exactly what I'm talking about!" Lin Ning threw the document away, the pages scattering in the air. "Confessing your feelings? If you want to be a couple, shouldn't you confess to me first? Handing me a document to sign, what is this all about! What kind of person do you take me for?"

"No, Ningning." Yan Yu was a little confused. "What's our relationship now? Have you forgotten what we just did? We've progressed to this point, do we still need to make a verbal confession?"

"You don't need to buy a ticket once you're on the bus?" Lin Ning glared at him. Although she looked angry, she didn't have Yun Jin's heavy, oppressive aura; instead, she looked more like a small, menacing animal, which only fueled Yan Yu's urge to continue teasing her. "You're really funny! You won't even say 'I love you' once, and you want me to be your girlfriend!"

"Sigh." Yan Yu was also somewhat speechless. No wonder you and Yun Jin are so close; your pursuit of rituals is exactly the same. "Okay, I love you."

"Remove the first two words!" Lin Ning's anger grew even stronger, as if it had been stretched out of its chest. "Don't use such a perfunctory tone!"

"Ningning, I love you." Yan Yu could only manage a tender expression. "Ever since I first saw you in the school cafeteria, I've secretly made up my mind that I must get this girl..."

"Get down here." Lin Ning kicked him irritably. "You can say you liked me from the first moment you saw me, but what's with all this talk about 'getting my hands on'? I'm not your plaything!"

You're not my plaything, so why are you so much fun? Yan Yu chuckled inwardly, but said aloud:

"That's exactly what I meant. I fell for you at first sight, and now that I can finally be your boyfriend, I feel incredibly flattered and honored."

"Hmph, hypocrite." Lin Ning pouted again, puffing out her cheeks indignantly, "You're exaggerating so much, it's not sincere at all."

Yan Yu was silent for a moment, then she said again:

"Then tell me, in your original team, I was your favorite." "My favorite was Ningning," Yan Yu replied fluently.

With a mere flick of the tongue, sweet words flow effortlessly from their lips, requiring absolutely no mental preparation.

"Because I'm the prettiest, the smartest, and the most capable." Lin Ning smiled sweetly, no longer hiding her joy, her eyes crinkling adorably. "That's why you want to be with me."

“That’s right, you’ve summed it up perfectly,” Yan Yu nodded and said. “Because you’re beautiful, smart, and capable, you’re my favorite person.”

"Wait a moment." Lin Ning reached under the pillow and pulled out a voice recorder. "Speak into this, I want to record it."

Yan Yu: ………………

Why are you still carrying that stupid voice recorder with you?!
Sweet nothings can be said, but recordings are not allowed. Although Ningning probably wouldn't do this intentionally, what if other girls overheard the recording? Wouldn't that trigger a fierce battleground?
Yan Yu wasn't really afraid of a mere chaotic situation. The problem was that as the chaotic situation escalated, it often turned into everyone uniting against him. His strength was limited to one against four; any more and he would be humiliated, bullied at will, and unable to fight back. His manhood would be destroyed, and he would be ridiculed and mocked for the rest of his life!

"There's no need to record this," Yan Yu said, reaching for the voice recorder. "It's all documented and signed, officially certified. What do you have to worry about?"

"Certification is certification, and attitude is attitude!" Lin Ning quickly stretched her hand away to prevent him from taking it. "You're just talking nonsense now, but you'll change your mind in front of them later. I recorded this to prevent you from doing that!"

I must say, Ningning is truly worthy of being my student; she saw right through my intentions at a glance.

Yan Yu, of course, couldn't let her record, so he simply grabbed the recording pen directly.

"Give me!"

"No!"

"Sweetie, give it to me."

"Dream on, this is mine!"

"If you don't give it to me, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Hmph." Lin Ning glanced sideways, deliberately using a contemptuous tone to mock, "You still have that strength?"

Her expression was so alluring and delicious that Yan Yu could hardly resist. He could only once again fly his sword, intending to impart all the true essence of the swordsmanship he had learned in his life.

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The Yan family's secret swordsmanship must not be revealed to outsiders.

Lin Ning studied very diligently, never complaining about the hardship or fatigue. Towards the end, she was drenched in sweat and exhausted, wondering why she had been so foolish as to provoke him. But by then, it was too late for regrets.

However, considering that she was about to undergo a tribulation, Yan Yu did not really exhaust her, allowing her to retain some of her strength.

After being served by Ruoxi, Yunjin, Ningning... even with a cultivator's iron body, a strange, melting sensation was already faintly felt. Without cultivating some secret technique for physical revitalization, the upper limit of his strength would likely be limited to taking on four opponents simultaneously in a short period, with no possibility of further breakthrough.

Being attacked by more than four people in succession is a sure way to lose!
Yan Yu confirmed this in his heart once again. In order to prevent any unforeseen complications, he was in no hurry to continue collecting signatures, but instead returned to his room in the base to rest for the night.

Once I've regained my strength, I'll go back to them and continue communicating!
Feeling slightly lethargic, Yan Yu went to bed around 8 p.m. Around 11 p.m., someone suddenly knocked on the door.

He opened his eyes from his meditation, feeling a little puzzled, and said:

"Please come in."

Upon hearing this, the other person walked through the wall and entered. It was Ye Yun, wearing a white coat, who looked at him with a face full of surprise:
Why are you asleep so early?

"Is it early?" Yan Yu glanced at the time on his phone. "According to a normal person's daily routine, they should be going to bed at this time."

“Cultivators don’t need to sleep.” Ye Yun said casually, her hands in her coat pockets. “I haven’t slept for several weeks in a row.”

“Although you don’t need to sleep, you can’t work overtime all night for too long,” Yan Yu reminded her. “You’re about to undergo a tribulation. If you’re buried in technical research for too long, you’ll be in trouble if you don’t perform well during the tribulation.”

"Yes." Ye Jun smiled as well. "I came to find you to discuss the matter of transcending the tribulation."

"Go ahead and ask me anything," Yan Yu said with a smile. "Feel free to ask me any questions you may have."

"No problem." Ye Yun took off her white coat and tossed it onto the chair next to her. "But do you remember how you were supposed to help me break through to the Golden Core stage...?"

Yan Yu's smile instantly froze on his face.

(End of this chapter)