Tang San and Xiao Wu's Fated Encounter

"Uh... no need, right? She's just a girl."

Tang San had not expected that the moment he was ready to accept the title of Seventh Dormitory Boss, he would immediately run into such a headache-inducing problem.

He simply could not bring himself to bully a girl, so he cast a pleading look at Qian Bing.

The moment Qian Bing received the signal, he turned his head toward the doorway, wearing an expression that said, "I can't see anything, I can't see anything."

What a joke. I gave you the boss title precisely so you could lose to Xiao Wu. How could I possibly step up and take the hit for you?

Brother, this is your future wife. What are you chickening out for? Just do it!

Xiao Wu stood in the doorway and blinked her big eyes. Seeing that no one paid attention to her, she looked up at the sign on the door to make sure she had not come to the wrong place. Then, with a sweet smile, she said:

"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Wu—the Wu from dancing."

At that moment, Wang Sheng kept poking Tang San in the back, signaling that he could not break the dormitory's rules.

Qian Bing took the opportunity to give Wang Sheng some support. With a chuckle, he said:

"Brother, hurry up! If you don't pounce on such a pretty girl, are you even a real man?"

Left with no choice, Tang San stood and walked toward the door.

"Hello, my name is Tang San. I am... the dorm leader here. May I ask what your martial soul is?"

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and replied with a smile:

"My martial soul is a rabbit, the adorable little white rabbit kind. What about yours?"

When she smiled, two cute dimples appeared on her face. She was indescribably charming. Facing her directly, Tang San suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion rise in his heart, and he said somewhat nervously:

"Then you happen to counter me. My martial soul is food for your martial soul—Blue Silver Grass."

"Pfft! You're quite interesting. Aren't you going to let me in?"

"Well... it's like this. Seventh Dormitory has a rule: every new student has to show their strength. So, I'd like to spar with you."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San somewhat strangely.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Xiao Wu nodded, set the school uniform in her hands aside, and a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

"Sure. Let's go."

The instant those words left her mouth, her right leg bent at the knee, her toes shooting toward Tang San's chin in a kick.

It did not appear particularly powerful, but it was terrifyingly fast.

Tang San clearly had not expected the seemingly delicate Xiao Wu to be so fierce in battle. He quickly dodged to the left, avoiding the incoming kick while reaching with his right hand for Xiao Wu's ankle.

Then he stepped forward with his right foot and drove his shoulder toward Xiao Wu's chest, executing a textbook Iron Mountain Lean.

The students present watched Tang San and Xiao Wu's fight with rapt attention. As Qian Bing watched Tang San's movements, his eyes shone repeatedly.

"Is this a Tang Sect technique? Every move looks simple, yet they form a complete system. I can see them clearly, but it would be very difficult for me to replicate them."

He tried focusing his mind on Tang San. A faint glow stirred in his left palm as he activated the Spirit Illustrated Handbook Spirit.

"Why isn't there any response?"

It was completely different from when he had used the Spirit Illustrated Handbook Spirit on Wang Sheng. Even though Qian Bing concentrated all his focus and tried to investigate Tang San's martial soul, no information related to him appeared in his mind.

Helplessly, he shifted his attention to Xiao Wu, only to get the same lack of response.

"It looks like using the Spirit Illustrated Handbook Spirit has limitations. It can't casually investigate just anyone's information."

Qian Bing was feeling somewhat frustrated as he pondered this in secret when he saw Tang San's right hand suddenly slip after grabbing Xiao Wu's ankle. What had seemed like a sure catch actually missed.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Wu's missed leg swung sideways and rested on his shoulder. Facing Tang San's charging right shoulder, she lightly blocked with both hands, braced her right foot against Tang San's shoulder, and lifted her other leg as well, smoothly hooking it over Tang San's other shoulder.

The sight was extremely strange. Xiao Wu's legs had wrapped around Tang San's neck. Borrowing the forward momentum of his shoulders, she leaned her upper body backward and planted her palms on the ground. Her soft legs coiled around Tang San's neck like springs, throwing him backward.

Tang San had never fought a girl before. Feeling such intimate physical contact with one made his body stiffen, and the reaction he should have been able to make came half a beat too late.

The innocent Xiao Wu would not go easy on him just because he was distracted. With her hands braced against the ground, both legs exerted force at once. By the time Tang San tried to resist, it was already too late.

The next second, Xiao Wu's powerful legs sent him spinning through the air before he crashed flat on his back.

Dazed, Tang San pushed himself up and saw Xiao Wu already standing nimbly before him. She had turned around and was looking at him with a half-smile.

Clap clap clap clap.

A burst of abrupt applause suddenly rang out. Qian Bing stepped out from the crowd and exclaimed:

"That was incredible! Both of you are very strong. Tang San, Xiao Wu, I hope I'll have a chance to learn some movement techniques from you in the future, to make up for my body's lack of strength."

As Qian Bing spoke, he walked over to Tang San, pulled him up from the ground in one motion, then moved behind him and helped brush the dust from his back.

Then he secretly whispered into Tang San's ear:

"Hey, brother, clever move. Being gentle and considerate toward girls is the first step to winning their favor."

Tang San's face visibly reddened, and he protested softly:

"I didn't..."

Qian Bing paid no attention to his defense, merely wearing an expression that said, "Brother, I get it."

Seeing that look on his face, Tang San knew there was no point in explaining further. He simply gave up struggling and turned to Xiao Wu. "I lost. Can you tell me what technique you used just now?"

Xiao Wu did not change at all just because she had defeated Tang San. She still smiled as she said, "Mine is called the Supple Skill. It's a technique that uses the body's flexibility and toughness."

Tang San nodded and added, "According to the dorm rules, since you beat me, you're the dorm leader. But..."

At that, he turned his head toward Qian Bing, clearly seeking his opinion.

Qian Bing had never been interested in the title of boss in the first place. The reason he had stepped forward this time was only because he hoped Tang San would develop at least a little admiration for him—or, more accurately, acknowledge his strength.

Seeing Tang San look his way, he quickly went along with it. "That's right. Xiao Wu, now that you've defeated Tang San, you're the boss of our Seven Dorm."

A trace of surprise appeared in Xiao Wu's eyes. There was little astonishment, but her delight was immense.

"Boss? That sounds pretty fun. Alright, then from now on, I'm your boss. This Seven Dorm of yours seems quite interesting."

Xiao Wu chose a bed right next to Tang San's and placed her luggage and school uniform together.

"Um, can someone introduce me to the academy?"

Only then did the other students finally recover from Xiao Wu's clean, decisive throw.

Once again, Wang Sheng voluntarily stepped forward.