Douluo: Asking Senior Sister To Join My Harem

Chapter -71.

Ling Luocheng was seething with anger. Her soft features hardened as she addressed Chen Feng, "Chen Feng! Who are you calling a dog?"

As her emotions surged, she confronted him, "Chen Feng, do you prefer Ma Xiaotao or me?"

At this moment, the air became taut with tension.

Ling Luocheng gazed up at the suddenly quiet Chen Feng, feeling a flutter of anxiety. She instinctively clenched her petite fists, praying he would unambiguously declare his feelings for her instead of lapsing into silence. A wave of dread washed over her as she feared he would express a preference for Ma Xiaotao.

When Chen Feng finally spoke, he looked at the hopeful Ling Luocheng held in his arms and stated gravely, "I like Sister Xiaotao."

Ling Luocheng listened to his deep, alluring voice until she felt her heart shatter. A cold despair washed over her, and tears began to flow unchecked. Just when she thought her world had turned dark and bleak, Chen Feng's following words revitalized her spirit. "But at the same time, I also like you, Sister Luocheng."

The storm inside her transformed into a clearing sky, and her emotions swung wildly, nearly overwhelming her. She leaned into Chen Feng's embrace, weeping as her tears drenched his chest, her small hands pounding against him to express her frustration. "You jerk, you rascal, Chen Feng, you're so shameless, always picking on me... woo woo woo."

Chen Feng held her slender frame tight, gently soothing her by stroking her back. He had no intention of concealing his relationship with Ma Xiaotao from Ling Luocheng or lying to her, asserting that she was the only one he liked. His pride disallowed such deception. However, he cleverly ordered his words, first mentioning Ma Xiaotao and saving his declaration for Ling Luocheng for last, creating a journey from sorrow to joy. If he had reversed the order, declaring he liked her first, she would have felt elated before spiraling into anger upon hearing about Ma Xiaotao, likely storming off and leaving Chen Feng to sleep alone.

Chen Feng watched as Ling Luocheng cried freely, her icy demeanor evaporating. He gently lifted her chin, revealing her tear-streaked face, her once pristine appearance now a mess from her tears. Her beautiful eyes had become red and puffy, reminiscent of autumn leaves, filling him with compassion.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, fragile in their beauty, stirring a protective instinct deep within Chen Feng's heart. Her body shook as she sobbed, expressing depths of emotion. Assessing this vulnerable side of Ling Luocheng, Chen Feng's heart raced, and he brought his thumb to brush away her lingering tears.

Ling Luocheng's tears were not from sorrow; they were a release of pent-up frustration. Trying to lighten the mood, Chen Feng teased, "Sister Luocheng, if you keep crying, you'll turn into a little kitten." To which she choked out, "Chen Feng, I completely loathe you..." Chen Feng simply nodded, "Mm mm mm... you're right about everything."

After about fifteen minutes... Ling Luocheng had stopped crying and fixed her swollen, red eyes on Chen Feng. She had completely embarrassed herself in front of him, an eighteen-year-old senior reduced to tears in the arms of her junior. The irony wasn't lost on the usually self-assured Ling Luocheng.

Previously, Chen Feng had taken the lead in conversation; now, it was Ling Luocheng's turn to change the subject and move on from this incident. Chen Feng smiled at the blushing woman in his embrace, who shyly averted her gaze. Ling Luocheng thought, "Oh no, this is too humiliating, I can't show my face. How did I end up like this? I need to regain my composure."

Her mind raced, and she remarked, "Chen Feng, you big-hearted playboy, you really want to have it all." In response, Chen Feng merely chuckled, and despite her flustered demeanor, she didn't seem intimidating at all. He playfully rubbed her cheeks and leaned in to whisper.

Initially composed, Ling Luocheng became increasingly shocked with his words, asking, "How do you know?" Chen Feng replied, "Sister Luocheng, you must know about my relationship with Xiaotao. You took advantage of her mission and came to find me for a secret rendezvous. Senior, do you want to..."

"Stop it, you little scoundrel! If you want me to go along with this arrangement, you'll have to defeat me first!" Ling Luocheng's thoughts were exposed, making her blush as she attempted to assert her authority with her greater cultivation level.

However, Chen Feng's strength was more than meets the eye, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. "Sister Luocheng, are you serious?" Ling Luocheng pondered Chen Feng's talent, realizing he might soon surpass her. She added, "It must be within a year, or it doesn't count."

Suddenly, Chen Feng scooped up Ling Luocheng and headed towards the outskirts of Shrek City. "Huh? Chen Feng, where are you taking me?" "Outside the city!!"

... In Shrek City, fights were prohibited, so naturally, they needed to move beyond the city limits.

There was a training ground in Shrek Academy's inner courtyard, but considering their circumstances, it was not suitable for theatrics there. Moreover, making late-night trips proved too bothersome, so they opted to find an open space outside the city for a casual sparring session. Afterward, they could easily find a luxury hotel to stay in within Shrek City.

Outside Shrek City lay a deserted expanse of several thousand square meters, encircled by wild grass, flowers, and trees—the perfect setting for sparring.

At this moment, they stood about fifty meters apart.

Ling Luocheng fixed her glare on the self-assured Chen Feng, feeling a mix of incredulity and defiance as he dared to challenge her. She never anticipated that her casual remark about accepting terms would lead to him actually stepping up to the challenge, especially against someone of her caliber: a talented soul master at fifty-two soul power, a Soul King.

In Shrek Academy, she could easily handle average Soul Emperors. (Ling Luocheng would later appear a year into the story with her cultivation at fifty-five.)

In her mind, despite Chen Feng's impressive skills and the ultimate ice martial soul he wielded, he was merely a Soul Zun, miles behind her in terms of soul power. How could he possibly defeat her against such overwhelming odds?

Unbeknownst to Ling Luocheng, she had underestimated the dominance held by soul masters with ultimate martial souls, which are known to easily surpass standard competitive ranks. (Huo Yuhao, a Soul Zong, wreaked havoc at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, easily taking down level five and level six soul engineers.)

Thinking to herself, "If I lose today, I might as well accept that having two women serve one man could work," she prepared herself.

Chen Feng, noticing Ling Luocheng ready for battle, teased, "Senior, don't start crying if you lose!"

Ling Luocheng, feeling bullied by Chen Feng to the point of tears, clenched her teeth. "You rascal! Today, I'm going to give you a proper lesson!"

Without wasting a moment, she sprang into action. Having seen Chen Feng battle Xu Sanshi before, she did not underestimate him. To ensure she held the advantage, Ling Luocheng unleashed her full strength from the start.

As she spoke, five soul rings flared to life around her, radiating an intense chill that drastically lowered the temperatures in the air.

An ice staff emerged in her hands—a manifestation of her first soul skill, Ice Staff, enhancing her command over ice elements.

With this skill, the chill emanating from her feet spread outward, rapidly forming expansive areas of solid ice beneath her.

Ling Luocheng relied strictly on her mastery of ice without incorporating other soul skills, wielding just her prowess in ice control.

With a deliberate motion, she commanded the ice elements to surge toward Chen Feng.

Observing the thick wall of ice rushing toward him, Chen Feng shook his head, unfazed.

Without a hint of panic despite the overwhelming frost, he summoned the Ice Blue Emperor Scorpion, marking his transformation into the pinnacle of ice attributes.

In a startling display of dominance, Chen Feng's formidable mental strength flipped the script—the solid ice originally under Ling Luocheng's command now obeyed him instead.

What was once a barrage of ice crashing toward Chen Feng now redirected back to Ling Luocheng.

Witnessing the betrayal of her own ice, disbelief washed over Ling Luocheng.

"This... this is unbelievable, why?! This isn't fair!"

She quickly dodged the incoming ice, feeling disoriented while staring at Chen Feng fifty meters away. The ultimate ice element proved too overpowering, utterly circumventing her control; how could she battle now?

From a distance, Chen Feng chuckled at Ling Luocheng's failed attempts. "Sister Luocheng, when it comes to ice control, the ultimate ice martial soul, Ice Blue Scorpion, reigns supreme. Want to surrender?"

Ling Luocheng's face fell, leading her to adopt a defiant stance. "No way, Chen Feng! This isn't fair! I won't accept it! My soul power cannot compete with your martial soul!"

Chen Feng, regarding her with casual confidence, grinned. "Then I won't activate my Ice Blue Scorpion to restrain you. How about I use my first martial soul instead? If you still can't win, will you yield then?"

Ling Luocheng processed his proposition and shot back, "You little brat! If you manage to win even without your ultimate martial soul, I'll do whatever you want in the future. How does that sound?" In that moment, realization struck her, and her cheeks flushed crimson.

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