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

Chapter 206 Gu Yuena: "Lu Jun won't be with someone so easily."

Le Zhengyu's laughter was full of schadenfreude.

Long Chen also walked over, looking at Xie Xie who was petrified and looked utterly hopeless, and patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips:
"Hey bro, take heart. Look at this... the class monitor came to invite him personally, and they even walked side by side... tsk tsk, looks like the class monitor still has feelings for our Brother Lu."

"As for you..." He paused deliberately, looking at Xie Xie's even more ashen face, "The class monitor didn't seem to even glance at you out of the corner of his eye just now, did he?"

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"I...I..." Xie Xie's lips trembled, his eyes dimmed completely, and a huge sense of loss overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. His voice was choked with sobs, and he wilted like a frostbitten eggplant.

"That's right. If Yuanen really has feelings for Brother Lu, then... wouldn't I have absolutely no chance?"

"Who can compete with Brother Lu? Soul power, strength, looks, status... what do I have to compare with..."

He muttered to himself, looking lost and dejected, feeling that his life had turned bleak.

Just as Xie Xie was mired in deep self-doubt, and Le Zhengyu and Long Chen were about to add fuel to the fire, a clear, cold voice, as decisive as an icy spring, rang out:

"Will not."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Gu Yuena had somehow suppressed her anger and returned to her aloof and cold demeanor, though her pretty face was still tense, as if covered with a layer of frost.

Her gaze was sharp, and her tone carried an undeniable certainty, echoing clearly across the training ground:

"Lu Jun doesn't get together with other people so easily."

Le Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, and nodded in agreement while stroking his chin:

"Ah, right, Gu Yuena is absolutely right. Lu Jun's mind is filled with cultivation, soul skills, and breaking through his limits right now. His heart is as cold and hard as his Ice Abyss Sword. He has no time to think about things like love and romance that are exhausting and interfere with his cultivation."

"Xie Xie, don't overthink it and make trouble for yourself, hahaha." He patted Xie Xie's shoulder hard, trying to ease the awkwardness with laughter.

Xie Xie was awakened by Gu Yuena and Le Zhengyu's words, and a faint light finally rekindled in his eyes.

Yes, Brother Lu is a pure cultivation fanatic, I still have a chance!
No matter how proactive Yuanen is, it won't work if Brother Lu doesn't get it!

He sniffed hard, wiped his face vigorously, and tried to straighten his back. Although the movement in his buttocks still made him wince in pain, he forced himself to stay alert, and his voice regained some of its strength.
"That's right, someone like Brother Lu... tsk, Yuanen definitely can't handle him either, I still have a chance!"

"I, Xie Xie, will never give up easily!"

However, the way he was covering his buttocks in that strange posture made his boastful words sound rather unconvincing.

Meanwhile, in the quiet corridor leading to the core area of ​​the academy, Lu Jun and Yuan Enye walked side by side.

A subtle silence fell over the room, broken only by the soft sound of their footsteps.

Lu Jun could clearly smell a faint fragrance emanating from the girl beside him, mixed with the unique, slightly seductive scent of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

He broke the silence, his gaze unwavering:
"Did the dean want to see me about something?"

Yuan Enhui seemed to take a light breath, and gracefully raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair that had fallen across her cheek behind her ear. This gesture inadvertently revealed a touch of gentleness.

She turned her head to look at Lu Jun, her voice still cool, but warmer than usual:

"I mentioned to the dean about your reluctance to participate in the sparring session with the second-year students." She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully.

"The dean takes this very seriously and has expressed his willingness to discuss this matter with you in person, and... will offer more favorable terms."

"You'll have to decide for yourself how far you can go in the discussion."

Lu Jun didn't stop walking, but a knowing smile appeared on his lips:

"Oh? It seems our class monitor really cares about the well-being of the class. To secure full sponsorship for the materials used to make that one-word battle armor, she went so far as to personally lobby the dean?"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible ripple flashed in Yuan En Ye Hui's beautiful eyes. She shook her head slightly, her tone carrying a hint of bitterness:

"It's not that I care, it's just... the reality forces me to."

“Apart from people like Le Zhengyu who come from prominent families, most of us do not have a distinguished family to support us.”

"The materials required for the One-Word Battle Armor are enormous, and not everyone can afford them easily."

Her gaze drifted to the end of the corridor, and her voice lowered.

"I have been accumulating materials for a long time, but I have been unable to start making the battle armor because I am waiting for the academy's sponsorship opportunity in this competition."

"If I can get it, I can advance to Soul King faster, and then... I will have the strength and resources to try to get a two-word battle armor."

Lu Jun's expression was knowing.

He could understand the pressure that came with such a scarcity of resources. Although the Spirit Pagoda's resources were open to him, they were also based on his unparalleled talent.

If he had lost his talent, he would probably be just like Yuanen Yehui now, struggling on the path of cultivation.

So Lu Jun suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Do you know Xie Xie?"

"Xie Xie?" Yuan Enhui was clearly taken aback, a thoughtful look flashing across her charming face. Then, as if she remembered something, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. "Is he the boy in the classroom, and in the cafeteria... who always says strange things?"

"I vaguely remember him. He's also on the list of young geniuses, right? His talent is indeed quite good. He's three years younger than me, but his soul power level is almost approaching that of a Soul Master."

Lu Jun observed her reaction and cut straight to the heart of the matter:
"So, what do you think of his... well, pursuit of you?"

Yuan Enhui's steps seemed to pause almost imperceptibly.

She raised her hand again and tucked the other side of her hair behind her ear, a repetitive action that seemed to be an attempt to conceal some emotion.

Yuan Enhui stared straight ahead, her voice as calm as a deep pool:
"Right now... I have no thoughts of romance. I just want to become stronger, strong enough to control my own destiny."

“He has great talent and a bright future. He should focus his energy on cultivation and find someone more worthy of his affection. I... am not worth his time and effort.”

Yuan Enhui spoke calmly, even with a hint of admonition, but Lu Jun keenly caught a trace of almost humble self-denial deep in her words.

Lu Jun's eyes flickered slightly. After gathering the information he wanted, he did not delve deeper into the topic, but simply nodded.

(End of this chapter)