Volume One: Awakening of the Dragon Soul Chapter 60: Mentor Chen Mussi

“Huh? They want you to be the class monitor?” Mo Xing asked in confusion.

“That’s right, they want me to be the class monitor!” Xiao Feng patted his chest. “I’ve already won over the other classmates. Except for the girls, everyone agreed!”

“So, in other words, all the boys agreed,” Xiao Ling clarified.

“Don’t bother with ‘boys’ and ‘girls.’ In my eyes, there are only girls and everyone else,” Xiao Feng said with a mischievous grin. “How about it? Cast your vote for me!”

“Uh… how do I vote?” Mo Xing scratched his head.

“The mentor will hold a class meeting later, where everyone votes for the class monitor. Just raise your hand for me when the time comes,” Xiao Feng said with a sly smile. “Don’t worry, I’m reliable. I won’t get distracted by mundane affairs~”

“Students, come gather over here!”

A clear voice rang out from a short distance away.

“It’s Mentor Mu Si!” Xiao Feng immediately spun around and sprinted toward the figure in the distance, shouting excitedly, “I’m coming!”

“Uh… didn’t he just say he wouldn’t get distracted by mundane affairs?” Mo Xing paused. That contradiction came a bit fast, didn’t it?

“That’s just how Xiao Feng is,” Xiao Ling shrugged.

“Let’s get acquainted. I’m Xiao Ling.” He reached out his hand. “Dual pistols, level forty in Green Wood tier.”

“Hi, I’m Mo Xing…” Mo Xing stepped forward to shake hands, but froze for a moment.

The other’s hand was so slender and smooth, like a piece of jade.

“Let’s go join the group,” Xiao Ling released his hand and turned to walk over.

“Alright.”

Mo Xing scratched his head and followed. He was still thinking about that feeling—strangely delicate, almost like a girl’s hand, but apart from Xiao Ling’s refined features, he didn’t look like a girl at all.

“Bang!”

Just as Mo Xing was halfway there, he saw Xiao Feng suddenly thrown forward by a force, his head about to hit the ground. Mo Xing quickly cast [Grip of Cold Water] to steady him.

“Ahem, how many times have I said it? Maintain a fifty-centimeter distance between teachers and students!” From the crowd stepped a woman wearing a pale yellow hat and an off-white coat. Her delicate face was lightly made up, white earrings glittered at her ears, and with her height of one-seventy meters and graceful stride, she was a model in every sense!

No—more than a model!

Is this mentor Chen Mu Si?

“Mu… Mu Si Mentor, I was wrong~” Xiao Feng apologized quickly, “I was just too excited to see you!”

Mentor Chen Mu Si ignored him, walking directly toward Mo Xing and stopping in front of him.

“You are Mo Xing?” she asked.

“Yes, I am…” Mo Xing hesitated, she really was as beautiful as a goddess, making it hard for him to look directly at her.

“You were the one who saved him just now?” she continued.

“Yes… yes, that was me!” Mo Xing stammered. “Is there anything you wish to instruct, Mentor Mu Si?”

Before he finished, Chen Mu Si reached out, a floral scent wafting over.

“You’re just—too adorable!”

She pinched Mo Xing’s cheeks and tugged them gently.

The sudden action made Mo Xing’s face flush, as if painted with red.

What… what was that? Why is she pinching my cheeks? Isn’t this way too intimate? Wasn’t there supposed to be a fifty-centimeter distance between teacher and student? I’m so embarrassed!

“Mentor Mu Si~ I want my cheeks pinched too!” Xiao Feng said from the side, his eyes full of envy.

“Get lost—” Chen Mu Si turned coldly, “Go as far away as you can.”

“Boohoo~ Mentor Mu Si, I’m sorry!” Xiao Feng held his head and wailed.

“Alright, I hereby announce—” Chen Mu Si let go, turned, and faced the buzzing crowd of students, continuing:

“Student Mo Xing is the class monitor!”

“Huh?” Mo Xing was stunned.

Sister, what kind of move is this? You just pinched my cheeks and now make me class monitor? Wait, are you going to crown me heir next? I’m not your real brother! Why are you so nice to me? Oh no, the classmates all look surprised—they’ll think I got special treatment!

“Of course, if anyone feels more fit for the role of class monitor, you may challenge Mo Xing!” Chen Mu Si smiled. “That’s also part of today’s lesson.”

What the—?

She was just smiling and pinching my cheeks, now she wants others to challenge me? A woman’s heart is unfathomable! No wonder Master Zhang Zhihao said Chen Mu Si is hard to describe—this must be why! Stunning looks, model’s figure, warm gestures, sharp words—what is she hiding?

“Me!”

A voice called out, and everyone looked over. It was Xiao Feng stepping forward.

“Oh?” Chen Mu Si’s lips parted slightly.

“Yes! I want to challenge Mo Xing!” Xiao Feng declared, “For the class monitor position! For my goddess Mu Si!”

“Adding that last part lowered your value,” Chen Mu Si laughed. “Utter nonsense in a serious tone.”

“Mentor Mu Si, I’ll win for you!” Xiao Feng took out his weapon from his storage ring.

A spear named [Radiance of the Dragon]!

The spear was crimson, its head a single diamond shape, with a thin red veil at the tassel, flanked by two pale yellow blades. The shaft was straight, firm, and the rear end thick, tapering toward the head, with five exquisite blue gemstones embedded along its length.

“That’s a pretty refined weapon—” Chen Mu Si commented with a smile.

“Of course!” Xiao Feng boasted. “My spear, the light of glory, invincible and indestructible.”

“At least it’s more refined than your looks,” she said.

“No, no, I’m all about strength! Watch me defeat the pretty boy!” Xiao Feng patted his chest.

“Can we start?” Mo Xing asked.

“Bring it on!” Xiao Feng gripped his spear.

“Azure brilliance, like frost—”

Mo Xing unleashed [Divine Frostless], a wave of chilling air radiating from him, startling the other students.

“Whoa? Why did it suddenly get colder?”

“It seems to be coming from that weapon!”

“It even has its own aura, amazing!”

Students murmured in awe; even Mentor Chen Mu Si was surprised:

“That’s actually a divine artifact…”

Mo Xing took a deep breath. The blade of [Divine Frostless] was a gift from Teacher Yang Tianqi. Apart from using it during last week’s bandit suppression, he rarely took it out. Since the other students only had ordinary weapons, it was natural for his artifact to draw amazement and envy.

“Tch~ What’s the big deal!” Xiao Feng scoffed and shouted:

“Take this!”

Mo Xing snapped back, just as Xiao Feng teleported in front of him, raising his spear to strike.

“Icy Pillars!”

A ring of ice pillars fell from above, encircling Mo Xing and blocking Xiao Feng’s path.

“Shattering Spear!”

Xiao Feng swung his spear, smashing the ice pillars, then leapt into the air to attack Mo Xing.

“Unnecessary moves,” Mo Xing said with a smile, sidestepping the blow. He recalled Zhang Zhihao’s advice: focus on practicality in battle. Flashy, excessive moves only complicate things.

“I’ve got one more trick!” Xiao Feng grinned. “Watch my Spear Tornado!”

A gust of wind whipped up as Xiao Feng lunged forward, spear thrusting at Mo Xing. Mo Xing blocked with [Divine Frostless], the two weapons clashing and sending waves of force rippling out.

“I thrust!”

Xiao Feng swung, but Mo Xing blocked with the blade.

“I thrust again!”

He struck from another angle, but Mo Xing blocked again.

“I thrust, thrust—”

“No more chances!” Before Xiao Feng finished, Mo Xing unleashed [Coldwater: Spiral Storm], sword energy infused with water elements swept from the blade, a chill soaking Xiao Feng’s face, making him cough:

“Damn! That’s not fair!”

Taking advantage, Mo Xing used the flying effect of [Coldwater: Spiral Storm] to put distance between them. Though his class was a type of warrior, he couldn’t fight head-on like a berserker. Instead, he used sword attacks and control skills for hit-and-run tactics—the essence of a magic swordsman.

“Icy Blades!”

Mo Xing released water elements from his hand, sharp ice blades emerging from the ground and rushing at Xiao Feng, who had just wiped his face and was too slow to react. The blades slashed him, knocking him to the ground.

Mo Xing may not have realized, but the watching students were all stunned.

They’d all sparred with Xiao Feng before, and everyone knew he was an A-grade recruit from the freshman assessment, posted on the school bulletin board as one-in-a-hundred talent—yet Mo Xing had him running circles.

Mo Xing, despite his fame in the news, didn’t make the A-grade list in this year’s assessment. Though he performed well in team events, his individual results were abysmal. Many thought this “celebrity” was just a paper tiger.

But after this duel, the gap between them was glaring—Mo Xing completely controlled the fight!

Of course, they didn’t know Mo Xing’s poor individual assessment was due to psychological reasons. Had he performed normally, his results wouldn’t have been so embarrassing. Plus, after several days of intense training and the bandit operation, he’d improved in many aspects.

“Mentor Mu Si…” Mo Xing turned and raised his hand. “Does this round… count as finished?”

“Yes, yes, that’s enough—” Chen Mu Si nodded, her face calm but inwardly pleased: she’d found a treasure.

“Wait!”

A voice interrupted.

Everyone looked at Xiao Feng, who slowly got up, picked up his spear, wiped a trace of blood from his lips, his face full of excitement, and declared:

“I haven’t shown my true strength yet!”

——— Idle Table Talk ———

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