Duolou: After taking advice, I became Supreme!

"You must be Ma Hongjun, right? Apologize now, and I'll let this slide. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ma Hongjun looked at the pretty-faced guy who stepped forward, and his anger flared up even more. Another good-looking guy? He already had to put up with Dai Mubai and Oscar being handsome, and now this? Already in a bad mood, Ma Hongjun sneered disdainfully.

"And who do you think you are, daring to interfere with my business? Be careful, or I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you."

Yun Feng smiled at first, but then his expression turned cold.

"It seems you're just a fool looking to die."

As he spoke, Yun Feng casually rolled his wrist.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun twitched his mouse-like whiskers and laughed mockingly.

"What? You think you can take me on, pretty boy?"

Yun Feng moved. Despite being a patient person, he wouldn't tolerate such insults. Reaching into his storage soul tool, he pulled out his Desert Eagle.

"I'll give you the chance to summon your martial soul. Don't say I'm bullying you."

Feeling Yun Feng's calm gaze, Ma Hongjun realized that this pretty boy might not be as easy to deal with as he had thought. However, Ma Hongjun wasn't one to back down from a fight. To be cautious, he immediately summoned his martial soul.

"Phoenix possession!"

Hearing the word "Phoenix," both Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu tensed. In the world of beast martial souls, there were a few particularly powerful ones, and one of them was the phoenix.

The phoenix, also known as the "rainbow bird," not only gave its host the ability to fly but also endowed them with immense firepower. It was a top-tier battle martial soul.

Purple-red light surged out from Ma Hongjun's body, his short hair lengthening and gathering in the middle, forming a Mohawk-like hairstyle.

While his wings didn't appear, the purple-red light emitted from his body released intense heat.

Two yellow soul rings rose from his feet, and long feathers sprouted from his thick, exposed arms. His hands transformed into claws.

Seeing his transformation, not only did Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu burst into laughter, but even Zhu Zhuqing, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but giggle.

"Is there such a fat phoenix? To me, he looks more like a chicken."

At this moment, Ma Hongjun did indeed look ridiculous—his rotund body, combined with the long purple-red feathers on his arms and the upright hair on his head, made him look less like a phoenix and more like a fat hen.

Ma Hongjun, feeling as though his reverse scale had been touched, was infuriated.

"Who are you calling a chicken?!"

His hands raised, and his first soul ring suddenly shone. Opening his mouth wide, he spewed a fine line of purple-red flames directly toward Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

The intense heat distorted the air, and while the purple flames didn't look particularly fierce, they shot out like an extending fire line toward the two girls.

Just as the flames were about to reach them, a sound like thunder roared in everyone's ears.

The next second, the extending fire line was abruptly cut off. Ma Hongjun's soul power was interrupted, and his body was thrown back ten meters, landing on the ground like a dead chicken. A bloodied hole appeared on his left side.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Even though Yun Feng had used soul power to simulate bullets, their power was no less than that of real gunfire—perhaps even greater.

As for Ma Hongjun, there was nothing left to say. One shot was enough to knock him out.

After all, Yun Feng had already used his Desert Eagle to put a hole in Zhao Wuji's palm. If it weren't for his consideration of Flender, that shot would have gone straight for Ma Hongjun's head.

What a shame. Having connections does pay off—otherwise, it would have been quite the fireworks show.

Though Ma Hongjun hadn't passed out yet, the intense pain coursing through his body was too much to bear, and he couldn't even maintain his phoenix possession.

He felt like he was dying.

What had that pretty boy done to him? He hadn't even had time to react before he was down.

Regret. So much regret.

If he had known, he would have gone after the pretty boy from the start.

Why had he picked on the two girls first?

At this point, Ma Hongjun still hadn't realized the vast difference in power between him and Yun Feng.

"Ma Hongjun! Ma Hongjun!" A panicked voice called out as Cuihua rushed over to him.

Seeing Ma Hongjun's state, she didn't know what to do and frantically asked him questions.

"Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

Ma Hongjun couldn't speak due to the pain, but if he could, he'd definitely shout, "I'm doing just fine!"

"Cuihua, what are you doing?"

When Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong saw Cuihua's concern for Ma Hongjun, they couldn't help but feel as if their efforts had been in vain. They had stepped in to help, yet now...

Cuihua, hearing this, pleaded, "Please stop fighting. Ma Hongjun is a good person. He just speaks without thinking and doesn't always act sensibly. We just aren't compatible, so I had to break up with him. You can go. I'll explain everything to him."

Seeing the tears on Cuihua's face, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong suddenly felt like they were the clowns in this situation.

Just then, a surprised voice called out.

"Yun Feng, what are you doing?"

Yun Feng turned to see Dai Mubai yawning as he walked over.

In response to Dai Mubai's question, Yun Feng smiled and said, "Nothing much, just teaching a loudmouth some manners."

Dai Mubai chuckled. He already knew from Oscar that the earlier incident involving him was Tang San's doing.

As for his own situation, Yun Feng hadn't intervened back then and had even said some good things about him, albeit at Zhu Zhuqing's request.

Still, it had saved his life, and Dai Mubai wasn't one to forget that.

Hearing Yun Feng's response, Dai Mubai didn't care much. So what if Yun Feng had taught someone a lesson? He did that all the time too. No big deal.

However, when Dai Mubai got closer, he realized something was off. Wasn't that Ma Hongjun lying on the ground?

Dai Mubai's previously smiling face stiffened.

Looking at Yun Feng, he hesitated before finally asking, "Um, Yun Feng, what did he do to offend you?"

Yun Feng waved his hand, clearly not interested in discussing it.

Dai Mubai, sensing Yun Feng's mood, didn't press further. After all, Yun Feng was a tough guy who had tangled with a Soul Saint and come out unscathed.

Dai Mubai couldn't afford to provoke him. But seeing Ma Hongjun lying there, sending him desperate looks for help, Dai Mubai awkwardly asked Yun Feng, "Uh, Yun Feng, the guy you took down is Ma Hongjun. He's the dean's disciple and our classmate. Maybe there was a misunderstanding. Now that he's learned his lesson, how about I take him to get some treatment?"

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