32: Chapter 32: Older sister taking care of younger sister? This is going to be a mixed doubles match!

When Rakshasa heard Lin Fan's question, those seductive peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Xia Wanqiu?"

"That little girl who has a B-rank Healing Technique?"

She casually brushed the long hair beside her ear, her movements full of charm.

"Rest assured, it has already been arranged."

"How could I separate the two of you when you have such a portable little milk bottle?"

"When the time comes, you are responsible for taking the hits, and she is responsible for the healing; it's simply the perfect perpetual motion... machine."

Lin Fan listened, breaking into a cold sweat.

What the hell is a perpetual motion princess? This principal is driving a bit too fast.

Just at this moment.

"Bang!"

The door of the hospital room was violently kicked open from the outside.

That poor solid wood door panel almost retired on the spot.

A fiery red figure, carrying a wave of scorching air, rushed straight in.

The person who arrived was wearing a tight black leather jacket, and on her lower body was a pair of hot denim shorts.

That pair of long legs.

White and straight.

The muscle lines were tight.

They were full of a wild, explosive power.

It was none other than the head coach of the Dragon Soul Martial Arts Hall.

That violent woman who wanted to train Lin Fan as a punching bag, Murong Yan!

Lin Fan was startled, "Coach Murong?"

"Why are you here?"

"I'm already done with being a sparring partner."

Murong Yan didn't pay any attention to Lin Fan at all.

Her phoenix eyes stared fixedly at Rakshasa standing by the window.

Then, in Lin Fan's shocked gaze, she pursed her lips.

"Sister!"

"How could you not take me when you went to catch people!"

"I want to go to Magic City too!"

What the hell? Sister?

Lin Fan looked at the mature and charming Rakshasa, then looked at the hot and violent Murong Yan.

These two... are sisters?

Looking closely, there was indeed some resemblance between their brows and eyes.

It's just that one was a large peach, and the other was a thorny red rose.

Rakshasa helplessly rubbed her forehead.

"Yan'er, stop messing around."

"Didn't you say you hated the rigid, rule-bound places like schools the most?"

"Before, I begged you to go and you wouldn't, why have you changed your mind now?"

Murong Yan dashed over to Lin Fan in two steps.

She extended that slender hand and grabbed Lin Fan's arm.

She even gave it a squeeze.

Hard.

It felt really good.

A perverted... no, a satisfied smile appeared on Murong Yan's face.

"I didn't go before because the school was full of trash."

"Everyone was as brittle as potato chips; they'd shatter at a touch."

"There was no feeling at all when fighting them."

She pointed at Lin Fan and said righteously, "But it's different now!"

"My top-tier punching bag was poached by you!"

"If I don't follow, where else can I find such a durable top-tier one?"

"Sister, I don't care."

"I want to enroll!"

"And I'm only nineteen this year, which is the age for a freshman, so it completely complies with the regulations!"

Lin Fan listened from the side, stunned.

Nineteen?

Holy crap?

This violent woman is actually only one year older than me?

Are we still peers?

Looking at Murong Yan's fully developed figure, and that terrifying strength capable of kicking a testing machine to pieces, Lin Fan was deeply struck.

What kind of hormones did she grow up on?

Rakshasa looked at her younger sister's stance and also had a headache.

"Fine, fine, fine."

"I'm afraid of you."

"It just so happens that Magic City needs some fresh blood to hold down the fort."

"It's good if you go."

"But we have an agreement, once you get to school, don't cause trouble for me."

Murong Yan immediately gave a bizarre salute.

"Rest assured, Sister!"

"I only hit people who deserve to be hit!"

After speaking, she turned her head and looked at Lin Fan.

Her eyes flashed with a frightening light.

"Little brother Lin Fan."

"Surprised?"

"Unexpected?"

"For the next four years of university, this big sister will take good care of you."

She specifically emphasized the word "take care of".

She also took the opportunity to flex her wrists.

They cracked and popped loudly.

Lin Fan swallowed his saliva.

But in his heart, he was blooming with joy.

An older sister who is a Level 7 Martial Emperor principal.

A younger sister who is a violent coach.

This is a good thing!

Is this the legendary... tag-team beatdown?

Double the happiness?

As long as it doesn't kill me, even if I bleed, this is a huge profit!

Lin Fan immediately smiled.

"Surprised!"

"So surprised!"

"I beg you both, when we get to Magic City, please don't treat me like a human being!"

"Please trample on me to your heart's content!"

Everyone: "..."

Lin Fan's sleazy appearance scared away the nurse who had just wanted to enter the room to change his medicine.

Since the decision to leave was made, there was no time to lose.

Early the next morning, at the private airport in Jianghai City, a streamlined, high-tech, silver-white private jet was quietly resting on the tarmac.

Just by looking at the design, one could tell this plane was worth a fortune.

Compared to an ordinary commercial airliner, this thing was simply the Bugatti Veyron of the sky.

Lin Fan, carrying a tattered schoolbag, stood under the plane, looking up with his mouth wide open.

"Goodness."

"Is this the evil capitalism?"

"Is this plane also assigned to me?"

Rakshasa was wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat, her aura fully unleashed.

"In your dreams."

"This is my personal vehicle."

"However, if you perform well in the future, it's not impossible to give you one."

Just at this moment, a taxi stopped at the side of the road.

The door opened.

Xia Wanqiu, carrying a small pink suitcase, walked over, looking a bit uneasy.

Today, she was wearing a white dress and had her hair tied in a bun.

She looked incredibly pure.

It was the complete opposite of the mature, older-sister style of Rakshasa and Murong Yan.

"Lin... Lin Fan!"

Seeing Lin Fan, Xia Wanqiu's eyes lit up, and she trotted over.

But after just two steps, she saw the two beautiful women standing next to Lin Fan.

One charming and moving, the other hot and wild.

Most importantly, the red-haired beauty in hot pants had one hand resting on Lin Fan's shoulder, pinching it here and there.

Xia Wanqiu's footsteps slowed down instantly.

Her little mouth pouted slightly.

A sour feeling welled up in her heart inexplicably.

Are these... the senior students from Magic City University?

Why... why are they all so good-looking?

And... she looked down at her own figure, which although well-developed, could only be considered delicate compared to those two.

She suddenly felt a bit inferior.

Murong Yan keenly sensed this hostility.

She turned her head and looked Xia Wanqiu up and down.

"Yo."

"Is this that B-rank little healer?"

"She looks quite lovely."

"No wonder this kid takes her everywhere he goes."

She suddenly reached out, wrapped her arm around Lin Fan's neck, and tucked Lin Fan's head under her armpit.

She looked provocatively at Xia Wanqiu.

"Hey, little girl."

"From now on, this kid belongs to me."

"As for the injuries on his body, I'm responsible for the beating, and you're responsible for the healing."

"We have a clear division of labor, understand?"

Lin Fan's face was buried in Murong Yan's elastic... no, powerful arm.

He almost suffocated.

But he didn't struggle.

Because the system prompts were ringing non-stop.

[Ding! Subjected to a powerful chokehold! Defense +1!]

[Ding! Subjected to soft compression! Mental Resistance +5!]

Awesome!

This is what life is about!

Xia Wanqiu looked at this scene, her face turning bright red.

She didn't know if it was from anger or shyness.

"You... let him go!"

"He won't be able to breathe!"

Rakshasa had watched enough of the show, and only then did she take off her sunglasses.

"Alright."

"Don't bully the little girl."

"Everyone, get on the plane."

"The dinner reservation in Magic City is already set; if we go late, there won't be any seats."

Everyone filed in.

Once inside the cabin, Lin Fan truly realized what luxury was.

This isn't a cabin.

This is a mobile five-star hotel suite!

Leather sofas, wool carpets, and even a small bar.

The most outrageous thing was... there was actually a large bed in the middle?

Lin Fan sat down on the soft large bed and bounced twice.

"Holy crap."

"Is this bed also used for cultivation?"

"Like practicing couple's yoga or something?"

Rakshasa was pouring red wine, and upon hearing this, her hand shook, almost spilling the hundreds of thousands worth of red wine.

This kid's train of thought is always so peculiar and colorful.

During the flight, the originally spacious cabin became strangely awkward because of the presence of the three women.

Murong Yan couldn't sit still.

She insisted on pulling Lin Fan to practice hand strength.

"Lin Fan, stretch out your hand."

"I see your finger bones aren't hard enough yet, let me crack them for you."

"Oh, don't dodge, don't you know the more you crack them, the harder they get?"

"Ah!!!"

This was the scream Lin Fan let out.

"It hurts, it hurts! It's broken, it's broken! Sister, take it easy!"

[Ding! Finger bones subjected to violent twisting! Defense +10! Finger strength +5!]

Xia Wanqiu watched from the side, her heart pounding.

Whenever Lin Fan cried out, she would immediately cast a Healing Technique.

A green light flashed.

Lin Fan's fingers stopped hurting again.

Then Murong Yan continued to crack them.

Xia Wanqiu continued to heal.

Crack.

Heal.

Crack.

Heal.

Lin Fan sat in the middle, in pain and happy.

He felt like a piece of iron being repeatedly pounded.

In this short two-hour flight, he managed to grind out several hundred points of Defense!

When the plane landed at the Magic City International Airport, Lin Fan was helped off by Xia Wanqiu.

His bones were almost falling apart.

But the smile on his face hadn't diminished in the slightest.

"Awesome!"

"Next time we fly, let's do this again!"

Looking at his behavior, the staff from Magic City University who came to pick them up were all dumbfounded.

Is this the legendary national top scorer?

Why does he look... a bit not very smart?