Tang San and Xiao Wu Break Apart

Noon.

The sun was blazing as Zhao Ming lay alone on his bed.

Xiao Wu had only left the room a short while ago.

A series of faint footsteps approached. They sounded different from Xiao Wu's footsteps. In the quiet, they carried a trace of killing intent.

Zhao Ming suddenly opened his eyes and saw Tang San standing before him, expressionless.

"Tang San? What are you doing here? Aren't you in class right now?" Zhao Ming was startled when he saw Tang San, but he quickly calmed down and looked at him.

"What do you think I'm here for?" Tang San sneered, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Zhao Ming.

"Oh? You must be here to visit me. We're dormmates, after all—we see each other every day. Why bring anything?" Zhao Ming said, his eyes casually flicking toward Tang San's right hand behind his back. His instincts told him Tang San was hiding some kind of lethal weapon there.

"Hah? Do you really think I'd come visit you?" Tang San said coldly.

"If you're not here to visit me, then don't tell me you're here to kill me." As Zhao Ming spoke, he began circulating the Soul Power within his body. He knew Tang San was no fool. He had most likely come prepared.

"You guessed right. I'm here to kill you." Tang San said viciously, abruptly raising his right hand and revealing three sharp arrows gleaming with cold light.

"Tang San, why? Why are you doing this?"

"Heh, why? You stole my Xiao Wu. Why do you think? Normally, I don't like wasting words when I kill someone. But you're different. Killing you too quickly would be letting you off too easily. I want you to slowly experience the pain of death."

"If you want a happy life, you've got to wear a little green on your head. Brother Tang, I'm doing this for your own good!" Zhao Ming said earnestly, trying his best to save Tang San from the path of corruption.

Tang San frowned at Zhao Ming's words, unable to understand what he meant. Tang San was merely an ancient man—how could he understand Zhao Ming's modern expressions?

"Hmph, nonsense."

"You're so close to me now that even if you summon your Puppet Martial Soul, it'll be too late. And even if you do summon it, she won't be able to completely block the three Hidden Weapons in my hand. Die!" Tang San growled, suddenly pulling up his sleeve to fully expose the Hidden Weapons strapped to his right arm.

"Stop!" Just as Tang San was about to act, an alarmed, furious voice rang out.

Xiao Wu had somehow appeared at the doorway!

Ever since that day, Xiao Wu had been on guard against Tang San, afraid that he might attack Zhao Ming. When she had gone out to buy food for Zhao Ming just now, she had noticed a figure flash past. She knew it was Tang San.

So Xiao Wu had rushed back in panic, only to see this scene the moment she arrived.

Luckily, she had returned in time. Otherwise, if anything had happened to Zhao Ming, she truly would never have forgiven herself.

"Xiao Wu? You're here?" Tang San panicked. He had not expected Xiao Wu to return so quickly.

But his gaze soon turned ruthless. He decided to kill Zhao Ming first and explain things to Xiao Wu afterward.

But Zhao Ming was no pushover.

Having long anticipated that Tang San might attack him, he had already been quietly gathering his Soul Power.

Xiao Wu's sudden interruption gave Zhao Ming an even better opportunity.

Vast Soul Power surged forth.

He released his Martial Soul and activated his soul skill in one fluid motion.

In an instant, Flame Spirit Princess appeared at Zhao Ming's side.

"Fire Charm Technique!" As Zhao Ming's soul skill, Flame Spirit Princess was connected to him by heart and mind. Receiving his command from within, she instantly unleashed the Fire Charm Technique.

Flame Spirit Princess gave a soft cry, and a glint of light flashed through her lifeless eyes. Ripples appeared throughout the dormitory.

Tang San was stunned by the Fire Charm Technique Flame Spirit Princess had suddenly unleashed. His eyes turned vacant, and only after a moment did they regain clarity.

By then, Flame Spirit Princess had already kicked away the Hidden Weapons concealed in Tang San's sleeve.

Only after seeing the Hidden Weapons in Tang San's hand kicked away did Zhao Ming finally let out a breath of relief. Hidden Weapons were impossible to guard against. Not to mention him—even Soul Grand Masters and Soul Elders could easily fall victim to them if they were careless.

Xiao Wu had already rushed to Tang San's side. Her long scorpion-tail braid wrapped around his neck as both legs kicked at his calves, instantly throwing Tang San to the ground.

A red light flashed in her eyes. Xiao Wu had developed killing intent.

"Xiao Wu, don't kill him." Zhao Ming hurriedly stopped her. He did want to kill Tang San, but Tang Hao behind him was not someone easy to deal with. If they truly killed Tang San, they probably would not meet a good end.

Only then did the red light in Xiao Wu's eyes fade. She stared coldly at Tang San, who was clutching his stomach.

"Just as I expected. I knew you would attack us," Xiao Wu said coldly.

Tang San was stunned as well. He had never expected his plan to fail, much less for Xiao Wu to catch him in the act.

"Xiao Wu, I... I..."

"What do you mean, 'I'? At this point, what else do you have to say? I never thought you could be so utterly deranged, that you would even attack your own classmate. It would have been one thing if you attacked me, considering my special identity. But Zhao Ming is just like you. How could you bring yourself to do it?" Xiao Wu shouted fiercely at Tang San.

Zhao Ming had nearly been seriously injured before her eyes again. It was enough to drive her mad.

And both times Zhao Ming had faced danger, it had been because of the person standing before her!

Seeing the hatred in Xiao Wu's eyes, Tang San's expression changed. He had never imagined that Xiao Wu would view him this way.

"Xiao Wu, you don't understand. Zhao Ming is a liar. He isn't a good person." Tang San panicked. He climbed up from the ground, grabbed Xiao Wu's sleeve, and spoke frantically.

"Hehe. I may not yet be completely sure what kind of person Zhao Ming is. But I've certainly seen clearly what kind of person you are." Xiao Wu said coldly, forcefully shaking off Tang San's hand.

"Xiao Wu, listen to me. Zhao Ming is a demon. The one who should have been with you was me, do you know that? The one you should truly love is me!" Tang San panted heavily, speaking in a fluster.

"Do you remember? Back then, you followed behind me every day and called me Brother. We slept together then, and you even asked me to comb your hair..." Tang San babbled incoherently.

"You... you... how could you slander a girl's purity like this..." Xiao Wu trembled all over with rage.

When did I ever ask him to comb my hair? And sleeping together? This is complete nonsense!

What if Zhao Ming misunderstands after hearing this? I'm not some promiscuous woman, and I've never done any of those things!

She had not expected that even now, Tang San would still try to smear her name and defile her innocence!

This person was evil to the absolute extreme!

Thanks to the author for rewarding himself with 588 book coins. Thanks, author. (A not-so-subtle hint.)