Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 418 The King of Verbal Strength

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

He turned his head slightly, somewhat bewildered, and his gaze caught Ning Tianfei's rapidly retreating figure.

Those usually calm and wise light blue eyes were now filled with unprecedented shyness and panic, and her long eyelashes trembled violently like the wings of a startled butterfly.

She instinctively covered her lips, as if she couldn't believe what she had just done. Her steps backward were even a little unsteady, and she only managed to steady herself thanks to the Silver Moon Wolf King, who immediately came up behind her and gently nudged her with its huge head.

The air seemed stagnant.

All the surrounding sounds—the low howls of the golden wolves, the gentle whispers of the mountain wind, even the distant gasp of the witch—seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier.

All that remained in Chen Ping's world was the lingering, strange, and vivid warmth on his cheek, and the girl's eyes, which were filled with such shyness that they seemed about to overflow with tears.

He could clearly hear his heart pounding loudly, thumping and pounding against his eardrums.

The sound intertwined with the buzzing in the mind's sea of ​​consciousness caused by overexertion, forming an unprecedented chaotic yet throbbing symphony.

Ning Tian seemed to be completely frightened by her own bold actions. She lowered her head deeply, wishing she could bury her face in the fluffy fur of the Silver Moon Wolf King. She didn't dare to look at Chen Ping again.

Just now, the surging emotions, the excitement of the miracle before her eyes, and... a kind of quietly growing feeling that she herself was too embarrassed to truly face, mixed together into an irresistible impulse that made her do this thing that was completely contrary to her usual upbringing and demeanor.

At this moment, she was almost overwhelmed by a huge sense of shyness and helplessness.

The Silver Moon Wolf King, unaware of what was happening, rubbed against its master's back and let out a low, soothing whimper.

Even the golden wolves, who were pacing anxiously, seemed to have keenly sensed the strange change in the atmosphere. They all stopped what they were doing, tilted their heads, and looked at one after another with puzzled golden eyes.

The new wolf king is about to find a mate? Things are moving so fast!
A few brief, breathtakingly quiet seconds passed.

Chen Ping's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. The warmth on his cheeks did not subside; instead, like a pebble thrown into a lake, the ripples spread outwards from his heart, bringing a strange and indescribable thrill.

He looked at the girl who seemed to want to hide herself away. Her face, which was already pale from exhaustion, had a faint blush that was barely perceptible and that she herself was unaware of.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but found his throat dry. His usual composure and calmness vanished without a trace, and he could only utter a short, barely audible syllable:

"Uh."

This single syllable was like breaking a spell.

Ning Tian, ​​like a startled fawn, suddenly raised her head, her blushing face showing a hint of panic. She didn't even dare to look at Chen Ping's reaction.

Almost immediately, she turned around and, with a somewhat flustered movement, climbed back onto the Silver Moon Wolf King's back. Her voice was barely audible, trembling noticeably: "You...you shouldn't overthink things. I'm just so happy that I'm rewarding you. Don't overthink it."

"Yes, that's it. Let's go back and check on the wolf cubs in their dens. Since we're going to travel together, we can't leave the cubs behind." Before he finished speaking, the Silver Moon Wolf King seemed to sense his master's strong desire to escape.

With a sudden burst of power from its hind legs, the silver wolf, carrying its shy master, sped off towards the cave like an arrow, leaving behind only a dazzling silver afterimage and the lingering, faint fragrance of the young girl in the air.

Chen Ping remained standing in the same spot, his left hand unconsciously rising, his fingertips gently brushing against the place where the warm imprint had been. A faint fragrance seemed to linger there.

Chen Ping subconsciously turned his head and found that Wu Feng, who was standing next to him, had already blushed and was burning with embarrassment just from seeing Ning Tian's bold move.

In an instant, Chen Ping had a wicked idea.

"What are you looking at? Ning Tian's attack just now wasn't enough to cover the cost of the soul ritual. She's already run away. Why don't you pay the rest of the fee for her?"

As he spoke, Chen Ping strode toward Wu Feng.

Chen Ping's sudden and bold move made Wu Feng afraid to look at him. He instinctively wanted to bury his burning cheeks and shrank back, almost tripping in his panic.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Wu Feng's voice rose, filled with obvious embarrassment and panic, as he tried to mask the fluttering in his heart with a fierce tone.

She clenched her fists tightly, trying to straighten her back to enhance her imposing presence, but this action only made her already outstanding figure appear even more defined under the tight-fitting red-sleeved, gold-patterned ochre-yellow robe.

"Woo?"

A curious golden wolf king nearby tilted its head, looking at the timid human female with a puzzled expression. Its large golden eyes were full of incomprehension. Was the new wolf king planning to conquer two mates right away? Such a big appetite. No wonder it could provide them with food and lodging.
"What do I care about the soul fee? Go find the young master!"

Wu Feng almost shouted it out, but her voice trembled slightly.

She could no longer bear Chen Ping's smiling gaze and the "innocent" stares of the golden wolves around her.

She stomped her foot suddenly, and a flash of soul power emanated from her body. Her soul-guided exoskeleton propelled her like a fiery red arrow, as she fled in a sorry state toward the cave where Ning Tian had disappeared. Her speed was so great that it even created a gust of scorching wind.

Chen Ping waved his hand and used a telepathic spell to signal the wolf pack to follow. Ning Tian had already absorbed the Silver Moon Wolf King as his soul spirit, so Chen Ping was naturally not worried about their safety.

Only after the wolves had all run away did Chen Ping finally catch his breath, rub his cheeks with both hands, and touch his forehead, which was also starting to burn. He was still unable to calm down.

He let out a soft sigh, his fingertips unconsciously brushing against the lingering warmth and fragrance of Ning Tian on his cheek, then looked in the direction where Wu Feng had disappeared, where her burning, embarrassed aura still seemed to remain.

An unprecedented, complex, and vivid feeling, like two pebbles thrown into a lake of the heart, is creating ripples that are expanding in circles.

Yes, Ning Tian and Wu Feng each have their own shyness, but isn't Chen Ping just as shy?
Having lived two lives, Chen Ping may speak eloquently in theory and possess extensive cyber knowledge, but he is still commonly referred to as a virgin.

Otherwise, why would this guy be so slow to react emotionally? He's definitely a master of empty talk.
(End of this chapter)