After much thought, it seemed nothing more than a child's way of expressing closeness to an adult.
With this in mind, Xue Qinghe proactively reached out and pulled Gu Feng into his embrace, speaking softly, "You said it yourself earlier, from now on you'll be at my service, understand?"
"Rest assured."
Gu Feng nodded eagerly, his face wearing an obedient and compliant expression, but inwardly he was laughing to himself. What he had said was about serving Xue Qinghe.
Being held so closely by Gu Feng, Xue Qinghe felt the unfamiliar male aura, and his cheeks uncontrollably heated up, even his earlobes tinged with a faint blush.
Damn it!
This brat, where is he putting his hands!
In order to quickly send Gu Feng away, Xue Qinghe subtly exerted a gentle force to push him away, then stood up, speaking as if nothing had happened, "Brat, what are you dawdling for? Get up quickly. The Royal Fight Team has a selection match today, I'll take you to see it."
"Alright!"
Gu Feng swiftly retracted his hands, which still retained a trace of warmth, and followed closely behind Xue Qinghe.
Watching the triumphant Xue Qinghe walking ahead, Gu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Sigh, it feels like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would really fall apart without him.
After absorbing the Immortal Herb, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's improvement was so significant that the news would surely spread across the land soon.
At that time, it might provoke that madwoman Bibidong to consider launching the Soul Hunting Operation ahead of time.
To stabilize the situation, Gu Feng could only try to please Qian Renxue more.
As long as he could make Qian Renxue truly believe from the bottom of her heart that he was her most loyal subordinate, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would have an extra layer of protection, and most likely wouldn't become a target of the Soul Hunting Operation.
As for what comes after, it's much simpler.
Gu Feng just needs to keep a low profile and develop quietly. When he cultivates to the point of becoming a god, he can directly flip the table and arrogantly say: I don't eat beef!
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The selection matches for the Royal Fight Team of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy have always been conducted among the students of the Heaven Class, but this year was different.
The academy changed the previous selection criteria, and all students were given the opportunity to participate in the selection. This selection was like a brutal "raising the strongest" battle.
The purpose was to select the seven most powerful students from various fields to form the new Royal Fight Team.
At this moment, the Royal Soul Arena of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy was already packed with people, bustling with excitement. Countless students gathered here, all eager to witness the spectacular selection of the Royal Fight Team members.
Yu Feng and Ye Lingling arrived at the Soul Arena together.
Looking at the lively scene before her, Yu Feng's eyes were filled with envy. She excitedly pointed at the students on the stage and said to Ye Lingling, "Wow! Ling Ling, look, it's so lively here! I really hope that in a few years, we can also become members of the Royal Fight Team!"
Ye Lingling nodded gently and responded softly, "Yes, we definitely can."
With Yu Feng's innate Soul Power of level seven, as long as she focuses on her cultivation, within ten years, by the time she's seventeen or eighteen, she could at least become a high-level Soul Grandmaster. By then, participating in the selection for the Royal Fight Team would be more than sufficient.
Meanwhile, on the other side in the VIP seats.
Xue Qinghe's gaze swept over the eager and enthusiastic students below the stage. He turned his head slightly and said to Gu Feng beside him, "Gu Feng, why don't you give it a try?"
This was a perfect opportunity to test Gu Feng's strength.
Upon hearing this, Gu Feng quickly waved his hand in refusal, "Brother Xue, let's forget about it, shall we? I'm only six years old. Participating in the Royal Fight Team's selection? That doesn't seem appropriate at all."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xue Qinghe's mouth, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes. He deliberately put on a stern face and said seriously, "What's inappropriate about it? If I say it's appropriate, then it's appropriate. Hurry up and go on stage. Let me see what you're capable of."
"It's not like I'm asking you to represent the Royal Fight Team in a competition. I just want you to show off your skills. Besides, I don't take on little brothers who have no strength."
Hmph, you little brat, let's see how you hide this time.
"Alright."
Gu Feng nodded in agreement. Since she wanted to see, he would show her.
He would go up, lose in a few rounds, and that would be reasonable, right?
With that, Gu Feng walked straight from the backstage to the contestant's seat.
Not long after, the host on stage suddenly announced loudly, "Let's invite the Power Attack System students to come on stage one by one!"
As the words fell, several tall and imposing students stepped onto the stage one after another.
However, when it was time for the last student to come on stage, not only did the host widen his eyes in astonishment, but the entire audience in the Soul Arena was also stunned.
The reason was none other than the fact that the student in front of them was too young and small.
He looked like a child of about six or seven years old.
It should be noted that the youngest students who came here to participate in the selection were at least seventeen or eighteen years old.
In an instant, the entire Soul Arena fell into silence.
"Whose child is this that has come up here?"
The host asked with a trembling voice.
After all, this was the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. Those who came here to watch the competition were either wealthy or noble.
This child might very well be the precious offspring of some prominent family.
If he got hurt out of curiosity, the host couldn't bear the responsibility.
Just as everyone was filled with confusion and surprise, and the scene was slightly chaotic, a middle-aged man in an academy uniform, looking efficient and capable, quickly walked to the host's side. He slightly bowed and whispered a few words into the host's ear in a low voice.
The host's previously tense expression instantly relaxed, and the look of surprise on his face gradually faded, replaced by an understanding expression.
After adjusting his state, the host picked up the microphone, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Everyone, there's no need to panic. Calm down! This young contestant is a genius personally selected by the Crown Prince. He's only here to test his strength and is not actually participating in the Royal Fight Team's selection. Please remain calm, and let's continue with our selection process."
However, although the host's explanation calmed the audience's astonishment, the participating students were not pleased. They expressed their protests one after another.
"What's going on here? This is just a mess! If he wants to test his strength, why doesn't he find students of similar age to spar with? Why does he have to come here and mess up our selection!"
"That's right! In the Soul Arena, where blades and Soul Skills fly without discrimination, what if we accidentally injure him during the match? Wouldn't that mean we've offended the Crown Prince for no reason? Who could bear such a responsibility?"
"Exactly, this is so unfair to us!"
For a moment, voices of opposition rose one after another, echoing through the Soul Arena, and the crowd's emotions grew increasingly agitated.
At this moment, Xue Qinghe stood up calmly and spoke in a steady voice, "Fellow students, please calm down for a moment and allow me to explain, alright?"
With the Crown Prince stepping forward, the students on the stage finally settled down.
Xue Qinghe paused briefly before continuing, "The Soul Arena is inherently fraught with danger, and Soul Skills are indiscriminate. As long as no one intentionally harms another, I will not hold anyone accountable for any consequences, nor will I bear any grudges."
Hearing Xue Qinghe's fair words, the many students below exchanged glances, nodding one after another. The dissatisfaction on their faces gradually faded, clearly quite satisfied with this explanation.
Gu Feng stood silently on the stage, but inwardly, he was grumbling to himself.
This Qian Renxue, she clearly wants to see my true strength.
If that's the case, then I'll just show her a glimpse!
After all, how can you make a horse run without letting it graze?
It's the same with fishing—how can you catch a big fish without baiting the hook?
If I want Qian Renxue to take me seriously, occasionally showing off my abilities is necessary.
Meanwhile, in the very last row of the spectator seats, Yu Feng, who had been nodding off drowsily, inadvertently glanced toward the stage and suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
She immediately perked up, her eyes widening in surprise. She quickly reached out and patted Ye Lingling, who was resting with her eyes closed beside her, her voice filled with astonishment and excitement, "Ling Ling, look! Isn't that Gu Feng on the stage?"
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