MILF Hunting in Underworld
Chapter 200 - 200: The Oddball Squad

A year and a half ago, the first-year students held a sparring session.

Bang!

A red-haired girl hit the ground, unable to block her opponent's strike.

"Heh, I heard you had some kind of special power. Is that all you've got?" her opponent, another first-year student, sneered, a mocking look on her face.

"Urgh," The red-haired girl rubbed her bruised elbow, got up from the ground, and walked away from the sparring area without answering the question.

"Hey! What was her name again?" Frustrated at being ignored, she tried to remember her name and then called out, "Jin Roulan!"

At the sound of her name, Jin Roulan glanced back briefly with a dazed expression before turning and heading toward the infirmary.

"Damn it! Why is she so spineless?" the girl muttered angrily, clenching her teeth.

Just then, she heard one of her friends shout with excitement, "Look! It's Senior Fu!"

"What? Is she the one who defeated all the third-year students with just her physical strength?" she asked, turning her head, her voice laced with admiration.

Hearing the shouts from behind, Jin Roulan halted and glanced at the dark-blue-haired girl in the distance. 'Is she really Senior Fu?' she wondered.

She had heard of Fu Ting when she first entered the academy. Like herself, Fu Ting possessed a unique power, though she rarely used it.

Even without relying on her powers, no one could match her—not even the third-year students.

'How is she so strong?' Jin Roulan pondered. 'If I watch her closely, could I become as strong as she is?' She gazed after Fu Ting, filled with a longing for strength.

Jin Roulan had entered the academy thanks to her moderate talent and her nearly useless special power. If she didn't make it into the top ranks, her future would be bleak, especially as an orphan.

With these thoughts, she quickly ran after Fu Ting, who was heading toward the training grounds.

Her classmates, noticing her sudden move, looked at her back in confusion. "What's gotten into her all of a sudden?"

"Doesn't she know Senior Fu dislikes interacting with others?"

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An hour later, at the training grounds, Fu Ting, who was training, had a troubled look on her face.

'Who is she? And why is she staring at him with such intensity?' Fu Ting wondered, feeling a bit unsettled. She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the red-haired figure peeking out from behind the wall.

After she defeated the third-year students, most people had stopped approaching her. 'Is she another one here to provoke me?' With that thought, she disappeared from her spot.

In the distance, Jin Roulan, who had been hiding and quietly observing Fu Ting, was startled to see her suddenly disappear. "Huh? Where did she go?"

"Who are you?" A somewhat awkward, cold voice sounded from behind her.

Fu Ting attempted to make her voice icy, but that was the best she could manage.

Gulp!

Jin Roulan swallowed hard and turned around to face Fu Ting.

Seeing Fu Ting's intense expression, she quickly tried to run away in embarrassment, but Fu Ting caught up to her almost immediately.

"What's your purpose in following me and watching me in secret?" Fu Ting stood before her, her dark blue eyes piercing through her.

"S-Senior Fu… I… uh…" Jin Roulan stammered, unable to speak any words.

Seeing her flustered, Fu Ting was puzzled, and as she looked closer, she noticed a bruise on Jin Roulan's elbow.

"Where did you get injured?" she asked, pointing at her elbow.

Hearing her question, Jin Roulan was momentarily stunned, unable to understand why she was asking, but quickly answered, "Ah! I got it from a sparring match."

"Sparring? Hmm," Fu Ting mused, surprised by her response. Although the academy encouraged students to learn through sparring, it was rare for anyone to get hurt in the process.

Growing suspicious, Fu Ting used her divine sense to gauge Jin Roulan's strength. 'Not bad. She's not at the bottom of the ranks,' she thought.

'But then, why would her opponent go so far as to injure her in a spar?'

Rubbing her chin thoughtfully, Fu Ting recalled a familiar experience, then sighed with a look of disappointment. "They haven't changed, have they?"

"What do you mean, Senior Fu?" Jin Roulan asked, unable to understand her words.

"Nothing," Fu Ting replied, continuing forward. "Come with me! I'll get you patched up."

"Senior Fu... that's not the way to the infirmary," Jin Roulan pointed out with a hesitant expression.

"I know, but that medic isn't trustworthy," Fu Ting replied without looking back. "And just call me by my name." As she finished speaking, the tips of her ears turned red.

No matter how many times she heard it, she couldn't get used to being called "Senior" by her peers.

It was just too embarrassing for her.

Noticing her reddened ears, Jin Roulan was momentarily stunned, not expecting Fu Ting to react that way. 'She... is unexpectedly cute,'

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A week later, at the training grounds, the sounds of intense sparring echoed loudly. After learning what happened to Jin Roulan and why she had followed her, Fu Ting decided to let her observe her training.

Now, the two of them were sparring together!

Fu Ting adjusted her strength to match Jin Roulan's and began teaching her some martial arts techniques she had learned from her mother's friends.

Initially, Fu Ting assumed that Jin Roulan would give up once she saw the intensity of the training. But as she watched Jin Roulan, whose strength had noticeably improved compared to the previous week, Fu Ting realized she had been mistaken.

Not only did Jin Roulan refuse to quit, but she had joined the training wholeheartedly—and now, she was even sparring with her!

'I can tell she's not a natural born fighter like me,' Fu Ting thought, her expression puzzled. 'And as far as I know, her talent isn't a physical type, So how is she managing to keep up with me in training?'

'No one among my classmates has been able to do that before.'

Fu Ting felt as though she had finally found a true friend.

A few minutes later, both of them sat on the ground. Jin Roulan, covered in sweat and panting for breath, looked over at Fu Ting, who handed her a water bottle. Not a single drop of sweat was visible on Fu Ting's face, and she didn't even seem tired.

Jin Roulan was speechless, noticing this difference. She took the water bottle and drank it all in one gulp, like a dragon devouring a feast.

"Are you happy now?" Fu Ting asked with a curious expression. "You could easily beat the girl who defeated you in last week's spar."

"No way! I don't care about those small cries anymore," Jin Roulan replied stubbornly, tossing the bottle aside. "My goal is to catch up to you."

She extended her fist toward Fu Ting, signaling for a fist bump.

"Sure," Fu Ting laughed, extending her fist and bumping it against hers.

After that day, Another monster emerged in the Eternal Dawn Academy. The red-haired student steadily climbed the ranks, and by the end of her first year, she had already become the top student!

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A year later, Jin Roulan started her second year, and Fu Ting began her final year. They were both heading to Fu Ting's house, as Fu Shi had asked Fu Ting to bring Jin Roulan along more often.

As they crossed an alleyway, Fu Ting suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Seeing this, Jin Roulan glanced at her and said, "Ting'er, come on, Auntie is probably waiting for us—"

Her words were interrupted when a sound came from the alley.

"Ah! Why did you fool me? Why!?" A naive girl's voice echoed. "I thought we were friends!"

From her words, it was clear that she had been deceived.

"It's your fault for snitching on Sister Wang to the instructor. Don't you know who she is?"

In the alley, a group of girls wearing the academy uniform surrounded a white-haired girl with crystal-blue eyes. Her childish face was filled with fear as she came to grips with the danger she was in.

In the middle of them stood a beautiful girl with an arrogant expression.

"Did you think I would let you off the hook?" she asked, glaring at the white-haired girl.

"What did I do wrong? Aren't you the ones bullying others?" the white-haired girl retorted stubbornly while backing away.

But it was futile. The other girls immediately grabbed her tightly after seeing her attempt to retreat.

The girl named Wang walked toward the white-haired girl, raising her hand as if to slap her.

Seeing this, Jin Roulan couldn't stand still. "Fu Ting, wait here for a while"

I'll deal with them quickly—Huh?" She was stunned to find that Fu Ting was no longer standing next to her.

"Hey, there's no need for you to take action. It's an overkill." Fu Ting sighed, walking toward the group.