Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 194 Succubus Yuanen Yehui
Under the gazes of countless people, some respectful and some curious, Lu Jun and his companions quietly walked to the empty seats reserved at the back of the classroom.

Xie Xie was quick-witted and agile. In one leap, he darted to the only empty seat next to Le Zhengyu, plopped down, and had a smug smile on his face.

Le Zhengyu: "..."

He looked at Xie Xie, who had suddenly appeared beside him, and his handsome face instantly fell, as if he had swallowed a fly. He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Xie Xie, why do you insist on sitting here? I reserved this seat for Xu Xiaoyan. Don't you know what 'first come, first served' means?"

Xie Xie glanced at him sideways, chuckled, and retorted in a similarly low voice:

"You're dreaming! Didn't you see Xiaoyan and Gu Yuena sitting together? Who would dare to take that seat next to Gu Yuena? Do you think you can?"

He gestured with his lip, indicating that Yue Zhengyu should look ahead.

Sure enough, Xu Xiaoyan was sitting obediently with Gu Yuena. The two girls with very different temperaments sat together, one gentle and charming, the other aloof and ethereal, yet they were quite harmonious.

After Gu Yuena sat down, her gaze swept across the classroom indifferently, lingering on Lu Jun for a moment before she looked away.

Le Zhengyu watched Xu Xiaoyan's retreating figure, then glanced at Xie Xie beside him, who had a "what can you do to me?" look on his face. He let out a long, extremely frustrated sigh, and slumped onto the table as if resigned to his fate, muttering to himself:

"Choosing friends unwisely, encountering the wrong person..."

On the other side, Long Chen naturally sat down next to Lu Jun.

Lu Jun chose a seat by the window, his gaze calmly fixed on the outside, as if he were thinking about something, or perhaps simply letting his mind wander.

The icy aura emanating from him made several students who had wanted to get closer to see the Ice Sword instinctively shrink back, not daring to get too close.

Seeing that the six people had taken their seats and order had been restored in the classroom, Wu Changkong spoke again, his voice still cold and clear:

"Let's register our class positions. Class monitor, vice class monitor, and class committee members for each of the forging, design, manufacturing, and repair professions, please stand up and state your names and ranks."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Zhengyu jumped to his feet as if he'd been injected with adrenaline, his signature slightly cynical smile returning to his face.

"Reporting to Teacher Wu. I am the vice class monitor, Le Zhengyu, fifteen years old, a level 45 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master."

His voice was loud and clear, tinged with a hint of pride, and he glanced defiantly at Xie Xie beside him.

"Tsk, he's three years older than me, but only a few grades higher. What's there to be proud of?" Xie Xie rolled his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a girl sitting in the center of the front row also slowly stood up.

Her standing up instantly attracted the attention of almost all the boys in the class.

She was an extremely beautiful young woman, tall and slender with a strong yet delicate frame.

She wore a well-tailored black dress, cut to mid-thigh with a sharp waistline that seemed fragile enough to break at any moment, but then suddenly opened up at the hips, creating a breathtaking curve.

Beneath the hem of her skirt were a pair of almost perfect long legs.

And black stockings.

His lines were firm and slender, his skin was still pale, and his kneecaps were exquisite and hard, as if they were carved from the finest marble.

What's most striking is her waist-length red hair that looks like it's burning with flames, and her deep black eyes.

Moreover, her temperament is very unique. She is extremely cold and aloof, like an iceberg snow lotus, but the languidness that is unintentionally revealed between her delicate features and brows seems to have a kind of magic that can bewitch all living beings innately, just like the mysterious and dangerous succubus in legends.

She stood up and looked calmly at Wu Changkong on the podium. Even when faced with Wu Changkong's stunning good looks that could make anyone's heart race, her eyes only flickered slightly before returning to their usual calm state, without the infatuation or shyness of an ordinary girl.

"I am the class monitor, Yuan Enyehui. Fifteen years old, level 49, a powerful attack-type Soul Master."

"Hiss..." "Level 49?!"

"My God! He's almost a Soul King?!"

"A level 49 at the age of 15...a monster!"

"No wonder he's the class monitor..."

Long Chen, Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wulin, and even Xie Xie, almost everyone gasped in shock.

At fifteen years old and at level forty-nine, he was already incredibly close to the Soul King realm.

Such talent and strength are extremely rare, even on the entire continent.

No wonder she was able to keep a firm grip on Le Zhengyu and become the class monitor of Class 1 in the senior grades.

After the initial shock, Xie Xie's gaze was completely drawn to Yuanen Yehui. That cold, beautiful figure with red hair and a black dress, that ridiculously powerful strength…

Everything made Xie Xie's heart race, as if something had slammed into his chest.

"Level 49...that's amazing..." Xie Xie muttered to himself, his eyes somewhat glazed over. "Wait, Yuan En Ye Hui?"

"This name... it sounds familiar... I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?"

Hearing Xie Xie's mutterings, Le Zhengyu pursed his lips and, with a slightly sour tone, whispered:

"Of course I'm familiar with her. She's a formidable figure who made it onto the list of genius teenagers on the mainland, and her ranking isn't low either—she's seventh! If she weren't so strong, this class monitor position... hmph..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

"Seventh on the list of genius teenagers?" Xie Xie was even more surprised, and his gaze toward Yuan En Ye Hui became even more intense.

Looking at Xie Xie's lecherous expression, Le Zhengyu's eyes darted around, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. He nudged Xie Xie with his elbow and teased him in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Hey, Xie Xie, are your eyes practically glued to the class monitor? What's wrong, you've got your eye on her?"

"Tsk tsk, you have good taste, but... I advise you to save your breath. This is not someone that just anyone can win over. Be careful not to end up with a bloody head."

"Plus, her looks, although not as good as Gu Yuena's, her charm is irresistible to all men. Combined with her martial spirit, she's a hit with both men and women. At least two-thirds of the boys in our class are pursuing her, and boys in other classes are too."

"If you want to pursue her, it will be extremely difficult."

"You!" Xie Xie's face flushed crimson like a boiled shrimp, embarrassed and angry, after Le Zhengyu hit the nail on the head. His voice involuntarily rose a few decibels. "Le Zhengyu, stop slandering me! Who...who has a crush on her? I just think the class monitor is amazing and worthy of respect!"

His suddenly raised voice sounded particularly jarring in the classroom that had just returned to silence.

"Shh!"

Everyone's attention instantly shifted from the class monitor and vice-monitor to Xie Xie and Le Zhengyu in the back row.

On the podium, Wu Changkong's eyes instantly locked onto the source of the voice.

Without any warning, a piece of chalk landed squarely and hard on Xie Xie's forehead.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

"Ouch!" Xie Xie cried out, feeling as if a small stone had hit his forehead. A strong force came over him, and he lost his balance. With a "thud," he fell directly off the chair to the ground, clutching his forehead and grimacing.

(End of this chapter)