Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 252 Yuan Enhui's Second Martial Soul is Too Terrifying

"Hehe." Le Zhengyu completely ignored Long Chen's protest and continued to fire at Xie Xie with a hint of schadenfreude. "Hey, speaking of which, our ice-cold beauty class monitor has been absent for several days. She must have run into some trouble, right?"

"Xie Xie, weren't you always saying you wanted to pursue the class monitor? Why are you just standing here in the classroom like nothing's wrong, so relaxed?"

"Why don't you show your chivalry and rescue the damsel in distress?"

"Hmph." Xie Xie blushed, then retorted with a stiff neck, "And what about you? Young Master Le, didn't you also take a fancy to Xu Xiaoyan? How come I haven't even seen a trace of you? All talk and no action?"

“Uh…” Le Zhengyu’s smugness froze instantly, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face. He touched his nose and waved his hand dismissively.

"Me? I've already taken action in secret, okay?"

"However... well, the results weren't ideal, there weren't any good results. Oh well, I'm not short of pretty girls chasing after me anyway, and as for her... I've lost interest, I'm not interested anymore."

He tried hard to maintain his dashing and debonair persona, and made every effort to appear that he didn't care.

"Damn it! You scumbag!"

Xie Xie immediately seized the opportunity, pointed at Le Zhengyu's nose, and turned to Lu Jun with righteous indignation.

"Brother Lu, look at him! These are definitely lines from a scumbag!"

Lu Jun simply leaned back lazily in his chair, shrugged, and acted as if he was used to it:

"Personal hobbies are none of your business."

He knew perfectly well that young masters like Le Zhengyu, who came from top-tier families, had very high standards and were always looking for novelty and excitement.

Although Xu Xiaoyan is pretty and cute, she comes from an ordinary background, and the difference in their backgrounds is too great. It's like a story of a prince and Cinderella. Without special opportunities, she will naturally let go of Le Zhengyu once the novelty wears off.

This mindset is very much in line with his public persona.

Just then, a thought flashed through Lu Jun's mind, a smile appeared on his lips, and he turned to Le Zhengyu, asking in a curious tone:

"Hey, by the way, speaking of which, our class beauty, Yuan Enyehui, is so pretty, has a unique temperament, and her figure is amazing. Why don't you go after her? That's not like your style, you great Casanova, is it?"

"Cough cough—" Yue Zhengyu seemed to have choked on his saliva and coughed violently, his face turning red. It took him a long time to catch his breath.

His eyes darted around, a hint of guilt and lingering fear in them, and his voice lowered.
"Well, cough cough, at first, I was indeed amazed by her looks, and I even thought about getting her phone number. After all, Yuanen is really, well, devastatingly beautiful. She's a fallen angel, so it's normal."

He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts, and his expression became somewhat strange:
"But later... well, after I learned a little about her through my family's channels..."

Le Zhengyu suddenly shivered and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Um... never mind, I think I'll pass. I can't afford to offend them."

"Oh—" Lu Jun suddenly realized, drawing out the last syllable, a knowing smile spreading across his face, "It's because of her twin martial souls, right?"

He pointed out the key point.

"Yeah."

Le Zhengyu felt as if he had been granted a pardon, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, his face showing lingering fear.

"Only brothers understand me."

"I really can't believe it! Such a beautiful girl, so alluring and captivating like a succubus, and her second spirit is actually...it's actually that!"

He made a scared expression as he spoke.

"That thing is too scary. It's such a mismatch between her and such a beautiful girl. Just thinking about it gives me the creeps. So, it's best to keep your distance."

"What kind of martial soul is that? It's so terrifying! Come to think of it, I really don't know what Yuanen's second martial soul is." Xie Xie's curiosity was piqued, and he leaned over to ask. "Yuanen Yehui has twin martial souls, right? When we played an exhibition match with the second-year students, we were at such a big disadvantage, but we didn't see her use it. It's really strange."

"Cough cough cough, it can't be said, absolutely can't be said." Le Zhengyu immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, waving his hand mysteriously.

"That's their privacy, and I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you."

"You'll find out in time."

He gave me a look that said, "It's for your own good."

"What's all this secrecy about?" Xie Xie pouted.

Just as Le Zhengyu was trying to maintain the mystery, a commotion and excited shouts from the students suddenly came from the classroom doorway:

"Squad leader, the squad leader is back!"

"Squad leader, you're finally back!"

"Hello, monitor!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the doorway.

A tall, graceful figure stood there quietly.

She wore a well-tailored black dress that accentuated her slender waist and perfect figure.

Her long, flowing hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, the ends almost reaching her waist.

A pair of straight, slender, and alluring legs were encased in high-quality, semi-sheer black stockings, and on her feet were a pair of delicate little leather shoes.

It was Yuan En Ye Hui, who had taken many days off and was finally returning from the family today.

Compared to before, she seemed to have shed a trace of the subtle gloom, and the sadness in her eyes had completely disappeared.

Her skin appeared even whiter and more delicate against the backdrop of her black clothes, and her purple eyes were clear and calm like a deep pool.

Faced with the students' enthusiastic greetings, she simply nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips that could outshine a hundred flowers, her voice clear and melodious:
"Well, I'm back."

She strode into the classroom, her black skirt swaying, her long legs encased in black stockings appearing and disappearing with each step. Every step seemed to follow a certain rhythm, exuding a cool yet alluring aura that captivated everyone's attention.

The entire classroom seemed to brighten up a bit because of her return.

Lu Jun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, before quickly averting his gaze.

It can be said that both he and Yuanen Yehui benefited from the Yuanen family trip.

I can't help but laugh, I just can't help it.

At this moment, Xie Xie was completely stunned.

His mouth was agape, his gaze fixed on Yuan Enhui as if drawn by a magnet, from her stunning black dress to her face, and then to her long, alluring legs encased in black stockings…

His heart began to pound uncontrollably, and his cheeks started to burn at a visible speed.

"Hey, snap out of it, you're drooling." Le Zhengyu nudged the stunned Xie Xie with his elbow, lowering his voice with a strong sense of mockery, "Your goddess is back, aren't you going to go say hello?"

Xie Xie suddenly snapped out of his daze, swallowed hard, and his face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp. He tried to stand up in a flustered manner, but was at a loss. He could only look at Lu Jun for help, his eyes filled with panic and a plea for help.

(End of this chapter)