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

Chapter 196 Xie Xie Wants to Pursue Yuan En Ye Hui

Yuan Enhui: "...?"

Lu Jun said, "Alright, don't misunderstand. If the challenge is successful, what special reward is there that makes you, the class monitor, so concerned that you personally came to explain it?"

Yuan Enhui was silent for a moment, seemingly considering her words, before speaking clearly:
"If the challenge is successful, it will prove that the potential and value of our Class 1, Grade 1 far exceeds that of our peers. As a reward, the academy will fully sponsor all the core resources for all students in our class to make their first set of One-Word Battle Armor. It will be provided free of charge."

"hiss--!"

"What?! Free One-Word Battle Armor resources?!"

"My God! The academy has really gone all out this time?!"

"How much would the core materials for a set of One-Word Battle Armor cost...?"

As soon as Yuan Enhui finished speaking, a collective gasp filled the classroom.

Xie Xie, Long Chen, Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wulin—everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Moreover, Tang Wulin, being a money-grubber, was breathing rapidly, his eyes wide like copper bells, as if he could see a mountain of gold beckoning to him.

Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is indeed wealthy and powerful.

This reward is too tempting!

However, just as everyone was immersed in immense surprise and excitement, Lu Jun slowly shook his head, his voice calm and utterly unwavering:
"Unfortunately, I don't like it."

"..."

For the first time, a noticeable crack appeared on Yuan Enhui's perpetually icy expression.

Her deep black eyes widened slightly, and her red lips parted slightly, as if she thought she had misheard.

Her delicate face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Yuan Enhui even subconsciously repeated it:
"You...you don't like it?"

Lu Jun seemed oblivious to the petrified crowd around him and the astonishing expressions on Yuanen Yehui's face. His tone remained calm, as if stating a perfectly simple fact:

"Well, I don't lack those resources. So, I won't participate in this challenge."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the stunned classmates around him, and added:

“It’s not that I’m asking for special treatment, class monitor. It’s just that you’re probably aware of the drawbacks of having an ultimate attribute martial soul. My cultivation speed is inherently reduced by at least 30%, or even more. Every minute and every second of cultivation time is extremely precious to me.”

He looked at Yuan Enye, his eyes calm:

"Rather than spending time sparring, I prefer to dedicate that time to self-cultivation. After all, strength is the foundation of everything. I hope you can understand."

"..."

Yuan Enhui's lips began to twitch uncontrollably.

Looking at Lu Jun's overly calm, even somewhat self-righteous, young face, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a full three or four seconds of silence, Yuan Enhui took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the complex emotions churning within her, including a hint of frustration she herself was unaware of, and tried her best to make her voice sound calm and even:
"I... understand. I can comprehend it. Cultivation is the priority; it's up to you."

After saying that, she gave Lu Jun a deep look, her gaze complex and unfathomable. Then, without saying another word, she turned around, and in her high heels, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, she straightened her back, her steps still elegant but with a hint of barely perceptible stiffness, and left.

Only when Yuan Enhui's figure disappeared at the classroom door did the frozen air seem to begin to flow again.

"Holy crap..." Xie Xie was the first to break the silence. He looked at Lu Jun, who remained calm, and then at the direction Yuan Enyehui had left in. His expression was as if he had swallowed an egg whole. "Brother Lu, are you a total tycoon? Do you know how many people fight tooth and nail for those resources? You're not even participating?"

After speaking, Xie Xie seemed to recover from his immense disappointment and shock. He looked in the direction where Yuan Enhui had disappeared, and finally let out a long sigh. Without waiting for Lu Jun's reply, he slumped onto the table in a self-pitying manner. "Sigh... the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs."

Long Chen's eyes held a complex expression:

"Brother Lu, what you said makes a lot of sense, but that's a free One-Word Battle Armor resource! You're just going to... throw it away so easily? I feel like my heart is bleeding..."

Tang Wulin clutched his chest, looking heartbroken: "What a waste, such a waste! If you don't want it, you can give it to me."

Lu Jun glanced at everyone and said quietly:
"The Spirit Pagoda provided all the resources I needed to upgrade from a one-word battle armor to a four-word battle armor, so I don't lack anything at all."

Everyone: "???"

Even the usually extravagant Yue Zhengyu was dumbfounded.

“He’s telling the truth; I was there at the time,” Gu Yuena added quietly.

"........."

Ignoring the stares of others, Lu Jun was about to leave the classroom.

But as he passed Xie Xie, he paused slightly and said calmly in a voice only the two of them could hear:
“Yuan En Ye Hui is very strong. If you really want to pursue her, you have to work hard to cultivate and surpass her in cultivation. This is something that can’t be rushed.”

After saying that, he left the classroom.

Xie Xie was left standing there, pondering what Lu Jun had said.

The blush that had just faded from her face crept back up, but her eyes held an unprecedented firmness and hope.

Watching this scene, Yue Zhengyu stroked his chin and muttered to Long Chen:
"Tsk, I have a feeling that Xie Xie's future path is even more hellishly difficult than challenging the second-year students..."

……

At noon, in the cafeteria of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

Lu Jun and Long Chen sat at the dining table, quietly enjoying their lunch.

Le Zhengyu sat opposite Xie Xie, his eyes gleaming with gossip. He lowered his voice, but it was enough for the surrounding tables to faintly hear him:

"Hey, Xie Xie, are you serious? You really want to pursue Class Monitor Yuan En?"

Xie Xie suddenly raised his head, his cheeks still flushed, but his eyes were unusually firm.

He seemed to smell again the faint yet soul-stirring fragrance that Yuanen Yehui had exuded when she approached, and her cool and stunning face and her perfectly proportioned, powerful figure appeared in his mind.

He clenched his fist, his voice not loud, but carrying a do-or-die determination:

“That’s right! I’m going to pursue Yuan En Ye Hui!” He paused, seemingly trying to find a theoretical basis for his “impulse,” and looked intently at Le Zheng Yu. “Now I completely believe in what they call love at first sight online. I think I’ll be in that situation too. Just like… just like how you, Le Zheng Yu, fell for Xu Xiao Yan, weren’t you instantly attracted to her?”

Le Zhengyu: "...?!"

He almost spat out his soup, his expression froze instantly, and then turned bright red.

He never expected that Xie Xie, this "traitor," would use him as an example to drag him down!
What's worse, Xie Xie's voice, though he thought he had lowered it, was as clear as a broadcast in the relatively quiet cafeteria environment, especially to those who were paying attention, such as Xu Xiaoyan at the next table.

When are you going to stop having such a troublesome mouth of yours?

Le Zhengyu was internally screaming.

(End of this chapter)