A Memento

The whole process had taken only three seconds, but those three seconds were something ordinary people simply could not accomplish. Even she could not do it.

Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, her gaze filled with gravity.

With her strength, defeating Ling Feng would not have been difficult. But this ability to seize an opening, this control over the timing of every move, was something she simply could not achieve.

Tang San's battle had seemed simple, but he had practically calculated every single one of his opponent's movements. There had not been a single unnecessary action.

Unsure of the effects of the other party's soul skill, he had simply struck first to interrupt it. At the same time, he had borrowed the force of the attack to fling him away, then casually followed up with a punch.

Tang San had dealt with Ling Feng entirely through his control over the battle and his experience. Though she had never fought him, she knew herself well enough. If she faced Tang San, there was a ninety percent chance she would lose.

Part of that was because her martial soul was Support-type, but perhaps due to the high age of her soul rings, her strength, speed, and everything else far surpassed ordinary people's. It became even more apparent after she released her martial soul.

But what was the point if she could not hit him?

No wonder Qian Renxue could not defeat him even after becoming a god in the original story. There really was no way to fight him. With that level of combat experience, even if her attributes were far higher, it would only be frustrating if she could not land a hit.

People always said the Tang Sect was merely a second- or third-rate sect, that its cultivation techniques were rather trashy. But putting herself in their shoes, no matter how poor their techniques were, they were still better than flowers raised in a greenhouse like them.

What they practiced daily was assassination. What she practiced was the eighth set of radio calisthenics.

Ah, this was a big shot. She could not afford to provoke him. Could not afford to provoke him.

"We agreed on best two out of three. We've already won two matches, so according to our agreement, hurry up and call me Sister Xiao Wu."

At that moment, Xiao Wu walked up to Xiao Chenyu, placed her hands on her hips, and spoke with a proud look on her face.

Only then did Xiao Chenyu recover from his shock. Hearing Xiao Wu's words, he found it hard to accept for a moment.

He gritted his teeth before speaking.

"No. Unless you can defeat me, it's impossible."

"Oh? So you're still not convinced?" Xiao Wu snorted as she stepped forward and lifted her chin.

"That works too. I'll let you see Sister Xiao Wu's strength."

"Xiao Wu, first-year Work-Study Student. Martial soul: rabbit. Level twelve, one-ring Battle Soul Master." As Xiao Wu spoke, a yellow soul ring slowly rose around her body.

"A-a hundred-year soul ring."

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Xiao Wu felt rather pleased with herself. However, her gaze swept over Ye Xinyu, and she could not help letting out a sigh of relief.

Good thing she had not come out, or she would have stolen all the spotlight.

A thousand-year soul ring... just how had she absorbed that? That was absurd.

After stretching her waist, Xiao Wu spoke excitedly.

"Are you ready? I'm coming."

"Huh?" Before Xiao Chenyu could react, Xiao Wu instantly closed in on him, pressing close in an ambiguous posture as her yellow soul ring shone brilliantly.

"First soul skill—Waist Bow!"

Xiao Chenyu had never seen such an attack before and froze for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late. His entire body had been kicked into the air by Xiao Wu.

At that moment, Xiao Wu's opening stance was already prepared. Even though he struggled, it was useless. In an instant, he was sent flying by a tremendous force.

Xiao Chenyu crashed heavily onto the ground, covered in dust and looking utterly bedraggled. He climbed to his feet in a miserable state, his eyes full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

At that moment, Ye Xinyu's gaze fell on Xiao Wu. There was a new slash across the clothing over Xiao Wu's chest.

"Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu lowered her head for a look, then said indifferently, "What could be wrong with me? My clothes just got scratched, that's all."

As she spoke, she adjusted her clothes. Though she was still young, she would still be embarrassed if her chest was exposed.

"Xiao Wu, you dropped something." Just then, there came the sound of something falling to the ground. Ye Xinyu looked up and saw a comb split cleanly in two lying on the ground.

But when Xiao Wu saw the comb broken into two pieces, her whole body stiffened. She stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Xinyu asked with concern, "Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu bit her red lips tightly, her eyes reddening as she desperately tried to fit the two halves of the comb back together.

Xiao Chenyu panicked at the sight. He was obviously the one who had been beaten, so why was she the one crying? He was not afraid of this little rabbit, but making a girl cry still made him anxious.

"Y-you, don't be like this. Isn't it just a comb? Whatever kind you want, I'll get you another one. If that doesn't work, tell me how much money you want and I'll compensate you, okay? Just stop crying, alright?"

Clutching the comb tightly in her hands, Xiao Wu slowly raised her head. Her beautiful eyes were already bloodshot.

"Compensate me? Can you compensate me for it?"

Seeing Xiao Wu like this, Ye Xinyu hurriedly gave her a look.

"Enough. Let's end things here for today. You all should leave first."

"No one is allowed to leave!" Her reddened eyes stared fixedly at Xiao Chenyu, as though she wanted to devour him alive.

"Enough, stop making trouble. There's no use getting angry. It's already broken. Even if you beat him to death, it won't help." As she spoke, Ye Xinyu urged them again. "Alright, stop standing around. Hurry up and leave."

Ye Xinyu was speechless at this turn of events. You just had to insist on fighting, and now the thing your mother left you had been damaged. What else could be done?

Ye Xinyu held Xiao Wu tightly. Only after the group had left did Xiao Wu slump to the ground with lifeless eyes.

After a long while, perhaps exhausted, Xiao Wu finally fell asleep in Ye Xinyu's arms. Yet tear stains still lingered at the corners of her eyes.

Tang San, who was still standing nearby, could not help asking, "What happened to Xiao Wu?"

After thinking for a moment, Ye Xinyu gently removed the broken comb from Xiao Wu's hand.

"I don't know either. But if it can be repaired, Xiao Wu probably won't be like this anymore. While she's asleep, I'll take her back to the dormitory first. Try repairing it and see if you can restore it."

After all, if he could make Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, repairing a wooden comb should be easy, right?

Tang San accepted the wooden comb and frowned slightly, but in the end, he nodded.

"Mm. I was planning to go out anyway."

Watching Tang San leave, Ye Xinyu looked at Xiao Wu in her arms and could not help sighing. Xiao Wu, you really needed to be more careful in the future.

Xiao Wu weighed only a few dozen jin, which was nothing to Ye Xinyu. Before long, she had carried Xiao Wu back to the dormitory.

After placing her on the bed, Wang Sheng and the others beside them could not help approaching.

"Xiao—"

Seeing this, Ye Xinyu hurriedly made a silencing gesture. Wang Sheng and the others immediately covered their mouths. Just as Ye Xinyu was about to stand, however, she discovered that Xiao Wu was clutching her collar tightly.

Helplessly, she could only whisper, "She's asleep. Go to the cafeteria and bring back some food."

After giving them instructions, she thought for a moment and added, "Oh, and don't forget to buy more fresh carrots." As she spoke, she took out several Gold Soul Coins and handed them over.

Seeing so much money, Wang Sheng was stunned.

"Are you sure?"

Ye Xinyu could not help scolding him playfully. "It's not your money, so what are you feeling bad about? Order whatever you want. It's my treat. Now hurry up and go."

Wang Sheng frowned, but eventually nodded.

Watching the look in Wang Sheng's eyes as he left, Ye Xinyu found it somewhat strange, but she did not think much of it.