Tang San: Why Does He Remind Me So Much of Xiao Wu?

Bang.

Wang Dong'er was pinned to the bed, her face pressed against the bedding and one arm twisted behind her back. She couldn't move.

The entire sequence flowed like water. From grabbing her ankle to pinning her down, it had taken no more than two breaths.

The dormitory fell silent for a moment.

Wang Dong'er struggled twice and found herself locked firmly in place.

Jiang Wu wasn't using much force, but his angle was fiendishly tricky. Every time she exerted herself, he used her own force to neutralize it, as though she were punching cotton.

"Do you admit defeat?" Jiang Wu asked.

"No!" Wang Dong'er shouted, her voice muffled by the bedding. She sounded fierce. "Let me go, and let's go again!"

At that moment, two people were hiding nearby.

"Big brother, move aside. Let me beat that brat up. He actually dared lay a hand on Dong'er."

"Calm down, calm down. The children are just playing around."

Niu Tian hurriedly held Tai Tan back as he prepared to rush out, feeling somewhat helpless about Tai Tan's temperament.

Watching Jiang Wu and Wang Dong'er fight, he could clearly see that Jiang Wu was holding back. Otherwise, he would have stepped in long ago.

Neither of them could understand why Wang Dong'er wanted to come to school here.

But after Wang Dong'er pleaded with them repeatedly, they had no choice but to agree.

Worried about Wang Dong'er, the two of them had followed her in secret.

If anyone dared plot against Wang Dong'er, they would deal with that person without hesitation.

Hearing this, Tai Tan reluctantly stopped and muttered, "If that brat hurts Dong'er, I'll make sure he gets a taste of my fists."

Niu Tian smiled helplessly. "Tai Tan, don't you think this kid is a lot like Sister Xiao Wu?"

At that, Tai Tan couldn't help taking a closer look at Jiang Wu.

"He really is. This kid feels like a male version of Sister Xiao Wu to me," Tai Tan said after studying him.

Neither of them reacted much to Jiang Wu's use of the Soft Skill.

It was only the Soft Skill. Plenty of people on the Douluo Continent had studied it, so it was no big deal that this child knew how to use it.

While the two chatted, Wang Dong'er reluctantly called Jiang Wu boss.

Jiang Wu smiled. "You don't have to call me boss. Just call me Jiang Wu."

Wang Dong'er thought for a moment. "All right, Xiao Wu."

Jiang Wu: "..."

Seeing Jiang Wu's speechless expression, Wang Dong'er couldn't help laughing to herself. Then she asked, "By the way, Xiao Wu, what's your Martial Soul?"

Jiang Wu answered, "Soft Bone Rabbit."

Tai Tan: "?"

Niu Tian: "?"

Wait, a Soft Bone Rabbit?

If the two of them hadn't been certain that Xiao Wu was still alive, they would have seriously suspected that Jiang Wu was Xiao Wu reincarnated.

Tai Tan and Niu Tian exchanged a glance, a trace of gravity flashing through both their eyes.

A Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, an innate ability to use the Soft Skill, and a resemblance to Xiao Wu...

"Big brother, do you think it could be..." Tai Tan lowered his voice, but swallowed the rest of his words halfway through.

Niu Tian shook his head, his gaze resting on Jiang Wu. He pondered for a moment before speaking. "Don't make wild guesses. Sister Xiao Wu is alive and well, and there are plenty of people in this world who look alike. Besides, that child is a boy."

"True." Tai Tan scratched his head, but the strange feeling in his heart refused to go away.

Divine Realm, Divine Realm Core.

Tang San watched everything unfolding in the image and sank into thought.

On a whim today, he hadn't been able to resist checking on his precious daughter, only to see that she had gone off to attend school in some remote backwater.

Going to school there was one thing, but she had even moved into the work-study students' dormitory, fought the students there, and then become the dormitory boss.

Then Jiang Wu appeared, and Tang San found him strange.

He saw a shadow of Xiao Wu in Jiang Wu.

If Xiao Wu hadn't still been alive, he would have thought Jiang Wu was Xiao Wu reincarnated.

When he saw Jiang Wu use the Soft Skill, Tang San couldn't help being surprised.

They were alike, far too alike!

It was exactly the same as when Xiao Wu used the Soft Skill, making him strongly suspect that this child had some connection to Xiao Wu.

Could it be...

Was this Jiang Wu a child Xiao Wu had before?

No, impossible. If this child were Xiao Wu's child, there was no way Tai Tan and Niu Tian wouldn't recognize him.

Tang San stared at the projection from the Divine Realm Core, his brow furrowing more and more tightly.

Jiang Wu's posture when using the Soft Skill, the way he generated force from his waist, even the rhythm of his movements, light yet resilient, were all just like Xiao Wu's.

He knew Xiao Wu too well, so well that the minute habits in every one of Xiao Wu's movements were etched into his bones.

There might be others in this world who could learn the Soft Skill, but aside from Xiao Wu, he had never seen anyone else use it with that same spirit.

"Could he really be Xiao Wu's child?" Tang San murmured, then shook his head.

No.

Xiao Wu had always been by his side and had never left the Divine Realm.

Besides, if there really were a child, he couldn't possibly be unaware of it.

Yet the youth before him, from the tips of his hair to his heels, gave him a sense of familiarity he couldn't put into words.

Especially that face: there were faint traces of Xiao Wu in his features, yet it also carried a distinctly masculine bearing.

Tang San tapped his fingers lightly on the Divine Realm Core's stone platform. After pondering for a moment, he waved his hand and called up the trajectory of Jiang Wu's fate.

It was a blur.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.

Even with his cultivation as a God King, he couldn't see through this youth's fate.

There were only two possibilities: either the youth possessed an extremely powerful means of concealing the workings of heaven, or his very existence lay beyond the scope of this world's fate.

"Interesting."

Tang San withdrew his divine power, a questioning gleam flashing in his eyes.

Whether or not this child had any connection to Xiao Wu, his skill with the Soft Skill alone was worth watching.

In the image, Wang Dong'er was clinging to Jiang Wu, asking him all sorts of questions.

Seeing how close his precious daughter was acting toward Jiang Wu, Tang San felt inexplicably jealous.

Never in all her years had Dong'er been so enthusiastic toward any boy.

"That brat had better stay away from Dong'er."

Tang San muttered to himself, completely unaware that his thoughts had quietly shifted from investigating Jiang Wu's origins to guarding against a thief.

Dongxing City Academy, Dormitory Seven.

Jiang Wu naturally had no idea that someone in the Divine Realm was watching him.

He had just finished making his bed when Wang Dong'er came over, blinking her big eyes at him.

"Xiao Wu, who taught you the Soft Skill? You're amazing!"

Jiang Wu fluffed his pillow without looking up. "An elder in my family taught me."

"Liar." Wang Dong'er put her hands on her hips. "The Soft Skill is a combat technique exclusive to the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul. Ordinary Soul Masters can't learn it at all. Does your family elder have a Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul too?"

Jiang Wu finally looked up at her.

This girl seemed carefree, but she was quite perceptive.

"Are you checking my household registration?"

"My older sister has a Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul too," Jiang Wu explained vaguely. "She learned it first, then taught me."

Wang Dong'er tilted her head. "Your sister? Is she at this academy too?"

"Yes. Her name is Jiang Nannan."

"Jiang Nannan..." Wang Dong'er repeated the name and quietly committed it to memory.