Chapter 57: The Clash of Red and Blue, Sparring on the Stage!

Today's second release: Chapter 057!
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In the club's dining hall, only Yu Le, who had just gotten out of bed, and Han Yuesu, who had just returned, sat opposite each other for a meal.

Having just taken a shower, Han Yuesu had changed her attire for the day. Not only did she leave her half-damp hair loose over her shoulders, but she also wore an eye-catching long blue dress, which added a touch of feminine charm.

As a faint fragrance of a woman drifted past, Yu Le felt entirely uncomfortable, so he simply buried his head in his food, intending to leave the moment he finished eating.

Yet Han Yuesu chewed leisurely, her gaze observing Yu Le with casual intent.

"I'm done eating." Yu Le finished the rice in his bowl and prepared to slip away; he simply could not endure this any longer.

Han Yuesu raised her chin slightly: "Sit down. I want to ask you something."

Yu Le felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles: "Captain Han..."

"When we are not on a mission, there is no need for official titles. Call me whatever you like."

"Alright... Yuesu, what do you want to ask?" Yu Le's eyes wandered, guilt written all over his face.

Han Yuesu leaned forward slightly: "Do you like blue?"

"I don't!" Yu Le blurted out, his heart starting to pound. Remembering her attire from his memories, he hastily added, "I like red!"

Mm~ Feng Jiujiao usually loved wearing red clothes!

He was already certain that Han Yuesu must have seen *that* thing.

Yet this matter was impossible to explain; the more he tried to explain, the more it proved he was a pervert. It was better to muddle through and pretend he knew nothing.

"Oh~" Han Yuesu looked down at the blue dress she had specially chosen to wear, appearing somewhat disheartened.

Only then did Yu Le notice her different attire compared to usual, and his heart beat faster as he thought: Could she possibly think I like blue and dressed like this on purpose?

Yet Yu Le, who possessed neither striking looks nor youth, had always believed no girl would ever take an interest in him.

It must be a coincidence, or she was testing him to see if he was a pervert.

Never admit to it, even if it kills me!

The atmosphere grew somewhat rigid. Yu Le sat as straight as an elementary school student, while Han Yuesu lowered her head, stirring the food in her bowl that was rapidly growing cold.

"Well... is that all you wanted to ask?" Yu Le truly could not stay seated any longer.

Only then did Han Yuesu look up, studying Yu Le for a moment before asking: "Did you train last night?"

"Mm."

"After you finish eating, spar with me for a bit."

Spar?

Had it been earlier—after witnessing Meng Huai reduced to wails and tears under Han Yuesu's hands—Yu Le would truly not have dared to spar with her.

However, after a whole night had passed, leaving aside a complete rebirth, he had already made tremendous progress.

He nodded immediately: "Alright!"

A short while later, Han Yuesu, having changed back into her usual athletic wear and tying her hair into a braid, arrived at the club's sparring ring, where Yu Le was already waiting.

Gu Xiaoyuan and Su Rui, the remaining members in the club, sat on small folding stools holding a plate of melon seeds as they waited.

"Do you two have nothing to do? Or do you want to join in and train as well?" Han Yuesu's voice returned to its usual chill, startling Su Rui and making his rugged frame shudder.

Gu Xiaoyuan, accustomed to this, said, "We just finished eating and need to digest. We're just here to observe how Sister Yuesu trains Uncle Yu."

Su Rui nodded like a pecking chick: "I'm here to learn."

Han Yuesu then ignored the two spectators, stepped onto the ring, and looked at Yu Le: "I won't use hidden energy or my Life Weapon, and you won't use your fishing rod. We'll just practice hand-to-hand combat."

Ah, this~

Having now surpassed the Great Accomplishment of the Boulder Realm, Yu Le felt a surge of joy internally: "Alright!"

Both assumed their stances. Yu Le sank his legs, settling into a defensive posture, while Han Yuesu immediately attacked, moving straight in to grab Yu Le's arm.

"Sister Yuesu has extremely rich combat experience. If Uncle doesn't react in time and gets his arms bound, the next move will be a shoulder throw!" Xiaoyuan remarked, providing commentary.

Just as she predicted, although Yu Le tried to evade, Han Yuesu's movements were faster. One hand grabbed his upper arm, the other grasped his forearm, and with a pivot of her feet, she pressed her back against Yu Le's body.

Exerting strength through her entire frame, she attempted to fling Yu Le over.

However, the anticipated scene did not occur. Faced with Han Yuesu's sudden onslaught, Yu Le paused for a brief moment of thought, planted his legs firmly in a horse stance, and no matter how hard Han Yuesu tried, she could not budge him.

Han Yuesu's expression shifted in profound surprise. If this technique failed, she would essentially be exposing her back to Yu Le.

Soon, Yu Le's counterattack arrived. With his left arm still controlled by her, his right arm swept forward, executing a throat-lock on Han Yuesu.

Han Yuesu reacted in time, leaning her body backward in a motion that felt as though she were lying entirely within Yu Le's embrace.

The advantage of this move was that it delayed Yu Le's throat-lock by half a beat, buying Han Yuesu time to counter.

Her slender right leg kicked backward, striking Yu Le's knee joint.

Wincing in pain, Yu Le staggered back. Seizing the opportunity, Han Yuesu grabbed his arm, swept it behind him, and applied a joint lock.

Under normal circumstances, Yu Le would have lost his ability to act by this point, his whole body forced to tilt forward under her pressure. Yet, before Han Yuesu could fully complete the maneuver, Yu Le endured the pain of his twisting arm, reached back with his free hand, and grabbed Han Yuesu's arm.

With a single pivot, not only did he neutralize the technique, but he also drove a fist straight toward Han Yuesu's face.

Han Yuesu was startled, but her reaction was lightning fast. She kicked out, striking Yu Le squarely in the chest as his center was left wide open, forcing him back once more and creating distance between them.

"I haven't seen you for a single night—how has your physical strength increased by this much again? Have you reached the Peak of the Boulder Realm?"

Clatter~

The melon seeds in Su Rui's hand dropped to the floor, and instantly, they didn't seem appetizing anymore.

No way! Just the day before yesterday, the two of us were like brothers, with me at the eighth tier and you at the seventh. How is it that after only two days, you've already reached the Peak of the Boulder Realm?

Was there any way for others to survive?

Yu Le adjusted his breathing and said, "Pure luck."

And he hadn't even gone all out yet!

"Not bad. In that case, I won't hold back anymore." Han Yuesu's fighting spirit was ignited, and she no longer treated this sparring session as a casual lesson.

"Alright!" Yu Le nodded, also intending to glean more combat experience from Han Yuesu.

The scenes that followed caused the two spectators beneath the ring to forget all about eating their melon seeds.

Han Yuesu's seemingly frail body contained immense energy. Her attacks were not particularly fierce, but they possessed extreme fluidity and agility. In comparison, Yu Le's movements appeared rather clumsy.

Yet, even when Han Yuesu gained the upper hand through experience and her attacks connected, Yu Le was not easily knocked down.

His shock-absorption and resilience were formidable. After several head-on clashes—and with Han Yuesu refraining from using her hidden energy—it was actually Yu Le who gradually seized the upper hand.

The longer they fought, the more astonished Han Yuesu became; this was an experience unlike any she had known before.

Every movement of Yu Le's was accompanied by a whistling sound, heavy and powerful.

"This is exhilarating, Sister Yuesu. Let's keep going," Yu Le said excitedly.

Han Yuesu shook her hands: "You really are a freak. Fine then, I'm going to use battle techniques now!"

That was precisely what he wanted!

"Let me see how far along your Ice Soul Palm has come!"

Han Yuesu unleashed the Han family's ultimate technique, the Ice Soul Palm. Yu Le also tried to mimic her form, but it was obvious that Han Yuesu's movements were seamless and devoid of any stagnation, whereas Yu Le appeared somewhat flustered in comparison.

It was only when Han Yuesu's palm struck toward his face that he finally completed his internal channeling and gathering of force!

Palms collided. Just as the two spectators beneath the ring assumed Yu Le would be defeated by this single strike, the sound of a dragon's roar and an elephant's trumpeting echoed from Yu Le's body, his palm radiating immense and heavy power.

Han Yuesu's brows twitched in sudden alarm, but at that moment, the arrow was already loosed on the bow and had to fly!

Bang!

The palm forces collided. Yu Le slid back half a step, remaining exceptionally steady, whereas Han Yuesu emitted a muffled groan as she staggered back repeatedly, seemingly about to fall off the ring.

"Watch out!"

Yu Le employed his Shimmering Steps, though compared to the Yellow-tier battle technique Ling Xiao had given him, his footwork now was far more agile.

Before Han Yuesu could steady herself, Yu Le arrived ahead of time, reaching out to wrap his arm around her waist.

On the ring, the two of them remained locked in that very posture: locked in an embrace, gazing directly into each other's eyes.