Wang Dong'er

Not long after Wang Qiuer went inside, another girl with long pink-blue hair arrived before the disciple conducting the tests.

Looking at the girl before him, who resembled the girl who had just entered by eighty percent, the Outer Court disciple rubbed his eyes, utterly bewildered.

It was not until the girl finished her test, handed over her Recommendation Letter, and entered the academy that he came to his senses.

"I forgot to ask just now—does she have a twin sister?"

He looked at the girl's test results. She was only at Soul Power Level 21. Then he shook his head. "It must be a coincidence. How could twins have such a huge difference between them?"

After registering at the academy, the pink-blue-haired girl also arrived at the freshmen dormitories. She likewise passed the old man at the entrance, entered the dormitory building, and went up to the fourth floor.

Mu En watched the pink-blue-haired girl pass by him and muttered, "Interesting. This year's freshmen should be quite lively."

The pink-blue-haired girl arrived at the door of her dormitory. When she pushed it open, she found another girl already inside, cleaning up.

This should be her roommate. Just as she was about to greet her, she saw the girl turn around at the sound of the door opening.

For a moment, the entire room fell silent. The two stared wide-eyed at each other, both completely dumbfounded.

Wang Qiuer was the first to recover. She looked at the pink-blue-haired girl at the door in confusion. "Who are you? Why do you look so much like me?"

The pink-blue-haired girl looked equally confused. "I should be asking you that. Why do you look exactly like me? Did my two dads hide something from me? Do I have a sister who was separated from us?"

Wang Qiuer frowned. "I don't know what you're talking about. What two dads? My name is Wang Qiuer. I'm not your sister, and I don't know you."

The pink-blue-haired girl's eyes widened. She put her hands on her hips. "And you still say you aren't? My name is Wang Dong'er, yours is Wang Qiuer, and you look just like me. You must be my younger sister who was separated from the family."

Wang Qiuer was quite displeased. "Why younger sister? And I'm not your sister. This is just a coincidence."

Wang Qiuer knew very clearly that this was merely a coincidence. She was a soul beast, not a human—where would she get a sister? Besides, Ji Lin's memories contained no information about Wang Dong'er.

So she naturally assumed it was only a coincidence. Someone just happened to resemble the Wang Qiuer from Ji Lin's memories, and her name just happened to be Wang Dong'er.

Wang Dong'er did not care about any of that. "I don't care whether you're really my sister or not. From now on, you're my little sister. At Shrek Academy, this big sister will look after you. Don't worry—with me around, no one can bully you."

Wang Dong'er patted her chest, declaring that Wang Qiuer was now her little sister and would be under her protection from then on.

Her little chest swayed as she patted it. At such a young age, her prospects were limitless.

Wang Qiuer said unhappily, "I don't need your protection, and I'm not your little sister. Even without you, no one could bully me."

"In that case, let's go outside and have a match. Whoever loses will be the younger sister from now on."

Brimming with confidence, Wang Dong'er challenged Wang Qiuer.

"Fine."

Wang Qiuer raised a brow at the confident Wang Dong'er and agreed.

Shrek Academy covered an enormous area, with broad open spaces separating its buildings. After Wang Qiuer and Wang Dong'er left the dormitory, Wang Dong'er stopped directly in the open space outside, turned around, and crooked a finger at Wang Qiuer.

At the dormitory entrance, the old man reclining in his chair slightly raised his head. A curious glint flashed through his dim eyes as he watched Wang Qiuer and Wang Dong'er with great interest.

The two tacitly agreed not to use their Martial Souls, intending instead to decide the winner through physical strength alone.

One was an Imperial Beast in human form with extreme strength, using the Golden Dragon Bloodline to simulate the Golden Dragon Martial Soul. The other possessed Twin Martial Souls, with her second soul ring already a thousand-year ring. Both were highly confident in their physical abilities.

Wang Dong'er clenched her fists, confidence flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath and gathered all her strength in her fists before charging fiercely at Wang Qiuer. Her steps were light and swift, like a cheetah.

Wang Qiuer sensed Wang Dong'er's attack as well. She reacted quickly, shifting her body slightly to evade Wang Dong'er's fist. Without stopping, she counterattacked in the same motion. As they passed one another, Wang Qiuer's fist grazed Wang Dong'er's cheek, leaving a faint red mark.

Wang Dong'er did not give up. She quickly adjusted her stance and charged at Wang Qiuer again. This time, she was more cautious. With a tap of her left toes against the ground, her body shot toward Wang Qiuer like an arrow. Not only was she fast, but she also moved with extraordinary agility. In the blink of an eye, she was before Wang Qiuer. She raised her right leg and stomped directly toward Wang Qiuer's chest. Only when she lifted her leg did Wang Qiuer notice that Wang Dong'er had a pair of long legs far beyond ordinary proportions.

At that instant, Wang Qiuer moved. She swiftly stepped to the right while her left hand reached for Wang Dong'er's white-stockinged ankle.

"Hm?" Wang Dong'er clearly had not expected Wang Qiuer to dodge such a lightning-fast kick. Wang Qiuer seized her ankle in one swift motion.

Wang Dong'er tried to break free, but Wang Qiuer's grip was exceptionally firm. A sharp pain shot through Wang Dong'er's ankle. She struggled, but Wang Qiuer's hand was too strong for her to move.

Anger and unwillingness appeared on Wang Dong'er's face as she widened her eyes and glared at Wang Qiuer. Wang Qiuer looked back at her calmly, a faint sneer curling her lips. The tension between them reached its peak, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Then Wang Qiuer spoke. "Have you surrendered? If you have, call me big sister."

Wang Dong'er was deeply unwilling, but she could not escape Wang Qiuer's restraint, and her current position left her both embarrassed and furious.

One of Wang Dong'er's legs supported her body, while the other was caught by Wang Qiuer and raised over her head. Her two beautiful legs in white stockings were forced into a full split.

If she had not been wearing safety shorts, the view beneath her skirt would have been completely exposed.

The humiliating position made Wang Dong'er's face flush crimson with shame and indignation.

Though Wang Dong'er was extremely unwilling, in order to avoid being held in such a humiliating pose any longer, she ultimately yielded to Wang Qiuer.

Only after calling Wang Qiuer "big sister" did Wang Qiuer let her go.

Having gotten her wish, Wang Qiuer returned to the dormitory first. Wang Dong'er stood there for a while before slowly heading back toward the dormitory.

When she reached the dormitory entrance, an aged voice sounded beside her. "You truly lost. Your combat experience is inferior to hers, your physical strength is inferior to hers, and even your Soul Power Level is far below hers."

Wang Dong'er abruptly turned toward the old man. She could not believe that the gap between herself and Wang Qiuer was so great.

Wang Dong'er stood there in a daze. A moment later, she bowed deeply to the old man. "Grandpa, thank you for your advice."

Wang Dong'er turned away, biting her lower lip hard as tears welled in her eyes. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? She decided that once she returned, she would cultivate diligently and never slack off again. Sooner or later, she would win back this loss. She would make Wang Qiuer call her big sister too.