Chapter 44: Wang Dong Becomes Lin Qinghan's Little Brother
Although Wang Dong felt a little regretful, it wasn't in her nature to dwell on it. She had expected that after losing to Lin Qinghan, he would at least help her find a place to stay as compensation.
Soon, the staff of the fighting spirit arena notified the two to take the stage.
"Both parties, introduce your classes and names. Before I announce the start of the battle, you must not release your martial spirits or attack rashly. Otherwise, you will be immediately judged as the loser," the referee stated, seeing that neither of them had put on Shrek Academy's uniform and realizing they were both freshmen.
"Freshman Class 1, Lin Qinghan."
"Freshman Class 1, Wang Dong."
After they introduced themselves, the two quietly moved to opposite ends of the fighting spirit arena, waiting for the referee's signal.
"Both parties, get ready... now, the fighting spirit begins!"
As soon as the referee gave the signal, Wang Dong released her martial spirit. Two soul rings—one yellow and one purple—shone around her, surpassing the best combination. A pair of dazzling butterfly wings appeared behind her, making her look stunning.
Wang Dong used her Light Goddess Butterfly martial spirit to fly into the air, charging straight at Lin Qinghan. Judging by his calm demeanor, she knew he was strong—so she chose to go on the offensive first.
But Lin Qinghan only smiled slightly, releasing his spiritual stance. He activated his object control ability and enveloped Wang Dong.
Wang Dong assumed Lin Qinghan was frozen in fear from seeing her martial spirit and rings. She was even considering whether to go easy on him. But just then, she felt herself being bound by countless invisible hands—suspended mid-air, unable to move.
"What's going on? Why can't I move?"
Wang Dong had just started charging her first soul skill when she found herself locked in place. Her skill was interrupted, and she had no idea why she couldn't move. But then her eyes met Lin Qinghan's, and seeing the playful smirk on his face, she realized this was his doing.
"Don't fly too high. If you exceed the flight limit, you'll be disqualified. Come down first."
With a slight tug of his right hand, Lin Qinghan gently pulled the immobilized Wang Dong down from the air. Moments later, she lay on the floor of the fighting arena. If not for the visible strain on her face, one might think she had just fallen asleep.
"You can't break free. Admit defeat," Lin Qinghan said, squatting beside her and poking her puffed-up cheek. He was slightly surprised—it actually felt nice to the touch.
"I won't admit defeat!" Wang Dong said, clearly flustered. She didn't even care that Lin Qinghan was poking her face.
She remembered the stakes—if she lost, she would have to be Lin Qinghan's little brother. But she seemed powerless in front of him. Even so, someone as proud as Wang Dong couldn't bring herself to give up.
Seeing her stubbornness, Lin Qinghan added a bit of lightning to his spiritual stance—not to harm her, but to inflict mild damage with healing attributes.
Wang Dong's body lit up with green and blue-purple lightning. The sensation of pain and itchiness overwhelmed her, rendering her speechless.
"Referee, my opponent has lost the ability to resist. Please announce the result."
Though Lin Qinghan now had newfound respect for this young lady of the Haotian Sect, he knew how uncomfortable his strengthening lightning was and didn't want to prolong her suffering.
"Wang Dong has been immobilized for over ten seconds. I declare Lin Qinghan the winner! Please remove all control and offensive soul skills immediately."
The referee hadn't expected Wang Dong—with such an impressive martial soul and ring combination—to lose so easily to the unassuming Lin Qinghan. He was briefly stunned but quickly recovered and announced the result.
After hearing the referee, Lin Qinghan withdrew his spiritual stance and bioelectric control. It wasn't that he needed two martial souls to handle Wang Dong—it was simply his habit to use both.
So it turns out Wang Dong's disguise is just that—a disguise, Lin Qinghan thought.
His spiritual stance, with its sensing and controlling abilities, also allowed him to detect physical characteristics. When it enveloped Wang Dong earlier... well, he couldn't help but notice a few things.
"The battle's over. Let's go, my first follower."
Seeing Wang Dong still lying on the floor even after being released, Lin Qinghan poked her cheek again.
"I know..."
Wang Dong brushed his hand away and slowly got up. She didn't argue or protest. She could tell Lin Qinghan had gone easy on her—even the lightning hadn't hurt, and actually seemed to boost her a little.
"I admit defeat. But I'll win next time!"
After returning to their dorm, Wang Dong clenched her little fists. Losing so easily to a peer really shook her.
And Lin Qinghan's strange abilities... they were invisible, electric, and somehow even enhanced her body. The lightning didn't just feel like an attack—it had a strange addictive quality. But she quickly pushed that thought away.
"Oh, so motivated? Alright, I'll be waiting for your next challenge. But for now, you're my little brother. Go to the cafeteria and get me dinner—the most expensive set meal," Lin Qinghan grinned.
He handed her a gold soul coin savings card, asserting his new 'big brother' status and sending Wang Dong on an errand.
Wang Dong accepted the card, a bit frustrated, and walked out of the dorm to get Lin Qinghan's food. She had always been the one ordering others around, except when her family forced her to dress like a boy.
But now—on her first day at Shrek Academy—she'd already been humbled.
Seeing Wang Dong walk off with heavier footsteps than before, Lin Qinghan's smile grew wider. Looks like things wouldn't be so boring after all.
He was already strong enough to crush his peers—his arrival in Shrek's outer courtyard was practically a dimensionality reduction strike. He'd thought things here would be dull.
But he hadn't expected the Haotian Sect's young lady to be this interesting.
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