Tang San VS Xiao Wu

Xiao Wu glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, then at Tang San. Upon hearing that they were going to spar, she looked excited instead. Casually setting her school uniform aside, she said, "Sure, sure! Sparring is my favorite. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you later." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San happily.

Tang San's face showed a hint of helplessness. He felt exhausted. This little brat was actually saying she would go easy on him. Have you ever seen fists as big as sandbags? Forget it. He should go a little easier on her later and make sure he did not hurt her, Tang San secretly thought.

After the two walked to the middle of the corridor and took their positions, they began introducing themselves.

"Tang San. My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Innate Full Soul Power. Please enlighten me." Tang San held up the Blue Silver Grass in his hand as he spoke.

"What? Blue Silver Grass? And Innate Full Soul Power?" Wang Sheng and the others cried out in shock, staring wide-eyed. Innate Full Soul Power was indeed impressive, but could a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass really be used in battle? Was this kid named Tang San really worthy of being called Dormitory Seven's Second Combat Power? Wang Sheng and the others looked at him skeptically.

Xiao Wu looked at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand and found it rather interesting. Wasn't this the little grass she used to eat all the time?

Xiao Wu smiled, her large eyes curving into crescents. "Then you'd better be careful. My martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, and Blue Silver Grass is its food. I also have Innate Full Soul Power~" Xiao Wu winked at Tang San.

Wang Sheng and the others were shocked once again. What was going on? Another Innate Full Soul Power? Had Innate Full Soul Power become so cheap nowadays?

They could not help looking at Ye Zhiqiu. Could this new boss, who had remained calm from beginning to end, also possess Innate Full Soul Power?

In the corridor, Xiao Wu bent her legs slightly and clenched both fists. One was held forward for attack, the other back for defense. She had already taken her stance.

However, when she saw Tang San still standing casually and carelessly, completely wide open, she gave a sly smile. Hmph, you dare underestimate me? Xiao Wu's slender, delicate right leg lightly stamped the ground. Her petite body shot forward as though springs had been installed beneath her, charging straight at Tang San. In the blink of an eye, she was already before him, moving so fast that Tang San jumped in fright.

By the time Tang San realized this girl was not easy to deal with, he had already lost the initiative and fallen into a passive position.

Xiao Wu planted her left leg, bent her right, and snapped her toes out in an instant. Her kick cut through the air with a howling wind, heading straight for Tang San's right cheek. That kick possessed both power and speed. If it landed solidly, Tang San would lose at least a few teeth.

Left with no choice, Tang San lowered his head slightly, intending to dodge beneath Xiao Wu's legs. At the same time, his left leg swept horizontally toward the left leg supporting her, while he raised his right arm and secretly activated the Mysterious Jade Hand, reaching to grab the leg that had kicked over his head.

Tang San's reaction could not have been any faster. Even after losing the initiative, he had immediately responded with a counterattack.

That series of movements flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, turning passivity into initiative. If Xiao Wu's left leg were struck solidly by his kick while her right leg was caught in his grasp, she would inevitably lose her balance and fall. At that point, the spar would be over.

The other students watching nearby had admiration shining in their eyes. They discovered that although Tang San's movements were simple, every one of them was highly effective. It was hard to imagine how he, at only six years old, had learned such superb fighting techniques and integrated them so thoroughly.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly admired him as well. Little San's technique was truly formidable. He did not even need to think; it was entirely his body's instinctive response. If Ye Zhiqiu faced him, he would probably be knocked flat within a few moves. No, he had to quickly earn Emotion Value and buy the Eight Gates of Dunjia. Otherwise, he might suffer when sparring with Little San in the future.

Tang San possessed the Purple Demon Eye, so ordinary Illusion Techniques were useless against him. Ye Zhiqiu knew that. If he wanted to defeat Tang San, he would at least need to upgrade his Sharingan to the Mangekyo or activate the Eight Gates of Dunjia and win through absolute speed and strength.

In the corridor, Tang San had already revealed a smile of certain victory. However, things did not develop as he had imagined.

In that flash of lightning, Xiao Wu's straightened right leg bent slightly the moment Tang San grabbed it, wrapping directly around his neck. Immediately afterward, her right leg exerted force for support while her left leg sprang up and wrapped around Tang San's other shoulder. She dodged Tang San's left-leg sweep while hanging upside down from his body.

The pose looked somewhat strange. Both of Xiao Wu's legs had wrapped around Tang San's neck, while her upper body hung upside down and leaned back, her hands braced against the ground. Her flexible legs were like springs, locking around Tang San's neck and throwing him backward.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu was wearing safety shorts. Otherwise, an accidental exposure would have been unavoidable.

A person's neck was extremely fragile. Faced with this situation, Tang San had no choice. If he resisted forcefully, his neck could very well be injured. Thus, he could only follow Xiao Wu's momentum and fall backward onto the ground.

Fortunately, Tang San had the Mysterious Heaven Skill protecting his body, and Xiao Wu also knew her limits, using little force. That was why Tang San was not injured.

After throwing Tang San down, Xiao Wu pushed off with both hands, performed a graceful flip, and landed lightly on the ground. She looked at Tang San with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Before ten breaths had passed, the victor had already been decided.

Tang San rolled over and climbed to his feet, his old face faintly red. He had been careless. Of the Tang Sect's secret arts, he had only used the Mysterious Jade Hand. Before he could use any of the others, he had already lost. He awkwardly looked at Ye Zhiqiu, only to see him covering his face as if he could not bear to watch.

Tang San's cheek twitched. Scratching his head, he said, "I lost. You're very impressive. Can you tell me what move you used?"

"This is called the Soft Technique, a skill launched by making use of the body's flexibility and toughness." After explaining with a smile, Xiao Wu looked excitedly toward Ye Zhiqiu. Clearly, she still wanted to continue challenging others.

Only then did Wang Sheng and the others watching the fight come back to their senses. They had originally thought Tang San was certain to win. They had secretly admired him and acknowledged him as Dormitory Seven's second strongest, but they had never expected the spar to change so rapidly. In an instant, the situation had been completely reversed. Tang San had been subdued by that girl named Xiao Wu in a single move and thrown flat onto his back.

They could hardly believe their eyes. Were this year's Work-Study Students all so powerful? And these were only first-years—how were upperclassmen like them supposed to survive? Wang Sheng and the others could now only place their hopes on Ye Zhiqiu, their new boss. If Ye Zhiqiu lost, they would have to call a little girl their boss. In future fights, they would have to rely on a girl to stand up for them. Just thinking about it was far too humiliating.