Chapter 10 Witch Wind: No Peeking

"Alright, the battle is over, Ye Chen wins!" Mu Jin announced the result happily.

Moreover, he was becoming increasingly satisfied with Ye Chen.

In particular, Ye Chen suppressed his strength and did not seriously injure his classmate, which alone was enough to impress her.

The teachers around couldn't help but look on with envy at the sight.

"Professor Mu Jin, you're so lucky! When will the academy send me a student like this too...?"

"Damn it, why isn't Ye Chen my student? I should have chosen Class 9 when I was choosing my homeroom teacher..."

All the teachers were filled with remorse and regret.

The envy in his eyes was almost overflowing.

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Not far away, Zhou Yi also noticed this side, her face extremely gloomy.

Seeing Ye Chen's talent, she was extremely jealous!
Such a gifted student deserves to be taught by her so that she can receive the best possible education!

How could a trash teacher like Mu Jin, who is only at the Soul King level, be qualified to teach such a talented student!

Judging from that kid's aura, he could probably crush Mu Jin with a single punch. What could Mu Jin possibly teach him?

"No, this kind of student must be in my class!"

Zhou Yi secretly vowed to confront the academic affairs office after school, asking why such a student was assigned to Mu Jin's class, that useless Soul King!

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At the same time, on the fighting spirit stage.

Ye Chen slowly walked to Wu Feng's side, helped him up from the ground, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Although there were many people on the field, they had all been scared away by his previous battle, so no one paid any attention to Wu Feng.

Ning Tian is a support character, and he's the fastest...

"Um...no, it's nothing..."

Wu Feng blushed and said softly. He had been a little resentful, but it had all disappeared by now.

This was the first time she had been so close to a boy, and Ye Chen had a special, exceptionally pleasant scent, even more captivating than Ning Tian's. Perhaps it was Ye Chen's own charm, or perhaps it was because they both possessed dragon-type martial souls.

Wu Feng's body went limp, and he clung tightly to Ye Chen's chest.

"I'll take you to the infirmary."

Ye Chen straightened the soft, delicate body in his arms, and then led Wu Feng toward the bottom of the Soul Battle Arena.

Especially since Wu Feng was only wearing a tight-fitting undergarment due to her "transformation," it wasn't noticeable under normal circumstances, but from Ye Chen's perspective, it was possible to see through the neckline...

It must be said that the "Grand Witch Style" is very beautiful, and the "Little Witch Style" is actually quite good as well.

"Hey, don't peek!"

Wu Feng seemed to have sensed something, so he quickly covered his mouth and glared angrily at Ye Chen.

"I did not see."

Ye Chen quickly looked away, his expression turning serious.

"You watched it..."

Wu Feng blushed and muttered something, but didn't say anything more.

Moreover, for some reason, she found that she didn't feel the slightest anger or disgust at Ye Chen's peeping; on the contrary, she felt a little... secretly pleased...

This feeling made her slightly flustered.

"Wu Feng, are you alright?!"

At this moment, Ning Tian also rushed over quickly and took out a robe to put on Wu Feng.

This is all standard procedure.

After all, every time Wu Feng transforms, his outer clothes will rip apart.

Although the clothes inside are very elastic, they are still a bit loose after shrinking, and you might accidentally expose yourself if you don't pose properly.

"Ning Tian, ​​I'm fine." Wu Feng smiled slightly at Ning Tian.

Glancing at Ye Chen's handsome profile, she felt inexplicably guilty, as if she had let Ning Tian down a bit...

"Sorry, I hit him a little too hard, but he should be fine after some rest." Ye Chen looked at Ning Tian with an apologetic expression.

"No, no, no... Ye Chen, you don't need to apologize. Getting injured in a sparring match is normal. I should thank you for going easy on Wu Feng." Ning Tian waved his hands repeatedly, his face flushed.

Ye Chen is so understanding and handsome. How can there be such a good guy in the world?

"Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary." Without waiting for a reply, Ye Chen helped Wu Feng walk towards the infirmary.

The other students all looked at this scene with strange expressions.

The boys all looked at Ye Chen with envy.

I envy Ye Chen for being able to embrace such a beautiful woman as Wu Feng, and for having such a good relationship with Ning Tian, ​​the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The woman was envious too.

She envied Wu Feng and Ning Tian for being beautiful, and envied them for being able to chat up Ye Chen.

"Alright, that concludes today's lesson for those who participated in the battle. Go back and rest early. Those who didn't participate in the battle, come to the physical training class."

Mu Jin waved her hand dismissively, ignoring Ye Chen and the others, and continued training the next students.

Unlike Zhou Yi's strictness, she always gave special privileges to outstanding students, even allowing them to be late for class. She would even be happy if someone like Ye Chen skipped class.

This is how we can inspire others to work hard and become even better.

As long as you become stronger, you will have privileges.

If the strong and the weak are treated the same, then why bother cultivating? Wouldn't it be better to just lie down and relax together?

On the other hand, Zhou Yi's side, no matter how excellent you are, you will be punished if you are late once, and if you are late twice, even if you are the first in the class, you will be expelled.

This is one of the reasons why many students are afraid of Zhou Yi.

The constant, relentless suppression has left students with psychological trauma.

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Infirmary.

Shrek Academy's healing-type Soul Master is treating Wu Feng's injuries.

Wu Feng's injuries were quite serious, mainly from the fall, with extensive abrasions on his skin and minor fractures.

In Ye Chen's previous life, such injuries would have been considered extremely serious.

But in this world, it wouldn't even qualify as a minor injury.

Wu Feng received treatment in the room.

Ye Chen and Ning Tian waited outside.

Ning Tian was actually quite curious about Ye Chen, and taking this opportunity, he tilted his head and asked curiously, "Ye Chen, which sect are you from? I've never heard of any sect having a martial spirit like yours?"

Ye Chen's martial soul is an ice dragon, and a very powerful one at that, but she had never heard of it before, which is quite amazing.

After all, she came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and was being groomed as a candidate for sect leader. She was knowledgeable and well-versed in the major powers on the continent.

But I have never actually seen Ye Chen's martial spirit.

"I come from an ordinary family of doctors. My martial soul is probably a combination of ancestral atavism and mutation. I was just lucky to awaken such a powerful martial soul."

Ye Chen spoke calmly, seemingly unwilling to mention his family.

His parents both had some issues, and shortly after his birth, they went off to practice medicine and never returned. It seems that he was just an "accidental product," learning acupuncture and medicine from his grandfather and great-grandfather from a young age.

The first twelve years were all unbearable to recall; studying medicine was just too damn tough.

Now that the hardships are over, Ye Chen only wants to enjoy life and doesn't want to dwell on the past.

Once I've completed my studies, I can give back to my family.

(End of this chapter)

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