svetikya Chapter 292 She knows a little bit of everything; why did Sister Xinglan allow Lingbing to touch her
Chapter 292 She knows a little bit of everything; why did Sister Xinglan allow Lingbing to touch her
Chapter 292 A Little Bit of Everything; Why Did Sister Xinglan Allow Lingbing to Touch Her?
Seeing Ye Xinglan, who had just committed suicide and walked out of the simulation pod, talking quietly with the Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, Huo Yuhao's brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.
His earlier guess was indeed correct.
Based solely on Ye Xinglan's decisive actions in the virtual space, it can be concluded that she is definitely a highly individualistic, even somewhat obsessive, problem girl.
As Ya Li smiled and nodded, Ye Xinglan turned her gaze to the white-haired boy.
Without much hesitation, she took a step and walked straight towards Huo Yuhao.
On the other side, Xu Lizhi, who was eliminated earlier, was standing alone in a corner.
He had planned to wait until Ye Xinglan finished talking with Her Majesty Ya Li before going up to her to offer some words of comfort and tell her not to take this setback too seriously.
But when he saw Ye Xinglan actually walking towards Teacher Lingbing, he was stunned.
Based on his usual understanding of Ye Xinglan, he thought that apart from her obsession with swordsmanship, she shouldn't have any interest in any other men.
However, as the distance between the two grew closer, Xu Lizhi felt a strange sense of unease and restlessness, as if ants were crawling all over him.
Undeniably, the two people in front of us are exceptionally well-matched in terms of both temperament and appearance.
"No, that's not right—His Holiness the Holy Spirit must have discussed something important with Sister Xinglan, which is why she went to discuss it with Teacher Lingbing. Yes, that must be it. I'm just scaring myself."
After some self-comfort, Xu Lizhi's tense mood calmed down a bit.
He shrank further into the corner.
As usual, I decided to keep a close eye on Sister Xinglan from behind and not disturb her while she was handling her important matters.
As the distance closed, Ye Xinglan's handsome brows furrowed unconsciously.
She could always sense an indescribable sense of unease about this white-haired boy who was so highly praised by His Holiness the Holy Spirit.
It's like looking through a thin veil; you can see the outline, but you can never truly understand its full picture.
Forcibly suppressing this strange thought, Ye Xinglan stood before Huo Yuhao and asked in her usual cool tone, "Teacher Lingbing, His Holiness the Holy Spirit just told me that you can teach me and help me embark on the path to becoming a Sword God sooner?"
Although she asked the question, Ye Xinglan's starry eyes still held a hint of obvious suspicion.
There was no other reason than that the boy in front of him was far too young, looking no more than twenty years old.
It should be noted that even Yun Ming, the Sky-Supporting Douluo who dominated an era a hundred years ago, was only able to perfect his own Gun God realm after his cultivation reached the level of a Title Douluo.
As the only Soul Master in the Ye family's current generation to mutate the Star God Sword Martial Soul, Ye Xinglan was practically designated as the next head of the Ye family from the moment her Martial Soul awakened.
She knew very well that every Star God Sword Soul Master, relying on the powerful characteristics of their Martial Soul and the profound heritage of their family, could naturally touch the threshold of Sword God after reaching the Title Douluo stage.
Even among sword gods, there are differences in skill and strength due to the different paths they take.
This is why Ye Xinglan has always been determined to cultivate and become stronger, and even thought of emulating the Sky-Supporting Douluo and walking the same invincible path of sweeping across the world.
Huo Yuhao shook his head and said calmly, "I can't make you move forward. All I can offer is a new choice, a path that may be more right for you."
Under Ye Xinglan's increasingly puzzled gaze, the mental interference field that had originally only enveloped Huo Yuhao to cover himself suddenly expanded outward, completely covering a ten-foot radius around the two of them.
An extreme chill.
A chilling coldness, capable of freezing one's soul, rose from the depths of Ye Xinglan's heart without warning.
The chill caused even her hardened will to waver for a moment, and her limbs trembled uncontrollably.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao extended his right hand.
In his palm, a deep blue sword-shaped light was constantly flashing, and as the light flowed, it gradually transformed into a pure white color.
Around this pure white sword light, fine ice crystal patterns appeared in the void, as if even space itself was completely frozen and solidified in that instant.
"This is the path my beloved once taught me."
Huo Yuhao's voice carried an undisguised warmth, which contrasted sharply with the extreme coldness in his palm.
As he finished speaking, the pure white sword light turned again, now tinged with a dazzling gold.
The dazzling golden light flickered, and an aura of domineering power and supreme authority arose spontaneously.
Ye Xinglan, who was observing all of this up close, felt a tremor that ran deep in her soul.
She had a strong premonition that if she were to be defeated head-on by this golden sword light, she would probably lose the courage to wield a sword again for the rest of her life.
"And this is the path my teacher once taught me."
The golden sword light changed again in the next instant.
A deathly stillness descended to its extreme, giving rise to a grayness of utter desolation and apathy.
That cold-hearted intent did not last long, and the sword's form suddenly became incomparably sharp.
It was as if the extreme ruthlessness had instantly transformed into a passionate and boundless affection.
Countless complex and contradictory emotions surged forth in Ye Xinglan's mind.
Such a strong emotional impact caused a slight daze to appear deep in her eyes.
"This is the path my friend once showed me."
The changes in sword intent did not stop there.
The light in Huo Yuhao's palm flowed in all directions, each change unique, representing a completely different path, yet all leading to their respective peaks.
The so-called sword intent, sword soul, and sword god are essentially nothing more than the fusion of one's own essence, energy, and spirit with the sword in one's hand.
The so-called domain and artistic conception are the concrete extension of emotions and thoughts, and a true reflection of the swordsman's own path.
For Huo Yuhao, who once held the position of God of Emotions, revealing the thoughts and emotions of the different powerful beings he had witnessed was naturally not a difficult task.
At this moment, Ye Xinglan's eyes widened slightly involuntarily, and the look of shock was completely unable to fade from her face.
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In that short span of time, she witnessed no fewer than ten sword god realms, each with a distinct style but equally exquisite.
This completely overturned her understanding of swordsmanship.
When Ye Xinglan spoke again, her words carried a respect that she herself was unaware of.
"Are you suggesting that I should learn from the strengths of various schools and integrate them into my own understanding? Is this the only way to reach a higher level of swordsmanship?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao shook his head again, dispelling the sword light in his palm, and replied, "No, I just wanted to tell you that I can do a little bit of everything."
"In fact, I can chart a path for you to become a sword god simply by observing the sword intent you displayed in the battle just now."
"You may indeed make your swordsmanship training go smoothly this way, but that's just imitating another version of yourself."
After saying that, Huo Yuhao reached out and gently patted Ye Xinglan's shoulder.
The mental interference field that originally enveloped the two of them to isolate them from the outside world and facilitate the demonstration of sword intent changes shrank again, now only covering his own area.
He then walked toward Dai Yun'er and the others who were emerging from the simulation pods after the battle ended.
"Tell me your answer when you've really thought it through and are sure you want to come and learn from me."
Upon hearing these calm words, Ye Xinglan, who was standing still, nodded thoughtfully.
The next instant, her eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance, as if she had known the answer to the riddle.
Xu Lizhi, who had been silently watching all this from the corner, had an expression of disbelief completely occupying his round face.
On the surface, the conversation between Sister Xinglan and Teacher Lingbing just now seemed perfectly normal.
Sister Xinglan has always maintained her usual calmness and aloofness.
But why?
Why would Sister Xinglan allow Teacher Lingbing to touch her body at such close range?
This is completely out of character for Xinglan!
Did something that happened between the two of them that I can't understand at all just now?
Xu Lizhi scratched the back of his head, his anxiety growing stronger.
On the other side, Shen Yi closed the record book in his hand, looked at the three girls who had finally won with gentle eyes, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.
"Alright, based on the final results of your competition, I now officially announce..."
"Gu Yue will serve as the class monitor for Class 1, Grade 1. Wu Siduo and Wu Yun'er will serve as the vice-class monitors. I hope everyone agrees with this decision?"
Upon hearing this result, Wu Siduo's face clearly showed a hint of frustration.
She never imagined that he would betray her again at a crucial moment.
As a genius capable of using her own martial soul fusion technique, Wu Siduo is extremely competitive.
After witnessing firsthand Gu Yue's ability to freely manipulate the four elements, she already regarded Gu Yue as her number one rival.
Her original plan was to exploit Gu Yue's relatively weak physical body and eliminate him with a swift and powerful strike.
But Wu Yun'er, that cunning little kitten, would rather not compete for the class monitor position herself than stop her, and disgust herself with herself.
They were "studying" together just last night.
Wu Siduo even once thought that she and Wu Yun'er could barely be considered friends.
But reality dealt her a heavy blow.
How can there be such a naughty kitten in this world?
Unlike Wu Siduo's annoyance, Dai Yun'er wore a calm and composed smile.
To drive away another cat with malicious intentions, you need to be prepared at all times and never let your guard down.
This Wu Siduo is really too inferior.
As for Gu Yue, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily when she suddenly became the class monitor.
She understood the complementary relationship between power and obligation.
The position of class monitor grants an extra 1,000 contribution points per month, which means there will definitely be a lot of trivial matters to handle.
But Gu Yue had no intention of building a deep friendship with this group of humans.
From beginning to end, the only person who could arouse her interest was Huo Yuhao.
Once Di Tian catches this damned guy, I'll reveal my true identity to him.
Under Huo Yuhao's astonished gaze, he was going to make him taste the wrath of the Lord of Soul Beasts.
Fortunately, I have a hardworking "tool" by my side to help with the trivial matters in the class.
Gu Yue smiled as she looked at Xu Xiaoyan, who was rubbing her chest and still reeling from the shock of death.
Xu Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously returned a sweet smile.
However, she always felt that there was an indescribable eeriness in Sister Gu Yue's smile at this moment.
It's as if something bad is about to happen to me.
Seeing that the students didn't have any major objections, Shen Yi nodded in satisfaction and spoke again: "Next, we will appoint four deputy class officers."
Your respective secondary professional levels were already recorded in detail during the entrance examination; therefore, no further assessment will be conducted for the selection of secondary professional class committee members.
"The design committee member will be Gu Yue, the class monitor. The production committee member will be Ye Xinglan. The repair committee member will be Wu Siduo. As for the final forging committee member, Yang Nianxia will be the only level three forger in the class."
The group of boys, whose mood had become increasingly listless as Shen Yi spoke, suddenly erupted into a loud cheer when they heard the last name.
"Old Yang, thank goodness you're here! Otherwise, we guys would have lost all face."
"That's right, otherwise when we're out in the world, other grades might think that we first-year students are all female and all male."
"Come on, Lao Yang, don't say anything more. I'll treat you to a massage tonight. I happen to know a newly opened shop, and I heard their skills are really authentic. I guarantee you'll have a great time."
"...——"
With an exceptionally robust physique and a height of nearly two meters, Yang Nianxia was already quite conspicuous in the crowd.
He was now surrounded by a large group of boys, which made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
Being the center of attention for so many people is completely at odds with his usual low-key, unassuming personality—he prefers to stay out of the spotlight whenever possible!
Seeing that the noise at the scene was getting more and more chaotic and was showing signs of getting out of control, Shen Yi had no choice but to reach out and press down to signal everyone to quiet down.
Once order was restored, she continued, "Class monitor, vice-monitor, and all class committee members, please stay here. Take your registration forms from me and discuss the group assignments yourselves. As for the other students, you may now leave get out of class and have free time."
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