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Su Wen followed Lin Tian to a secluded spot beside the academy sports field.

"Hahaha!"

"Bastard, let Xiaopang go!"

"Wang Sheng, I was already sick of you Work-Study Students, and now you actually came looking for trouble yourselves."

"..."

It was very lively over here.

From far away, Su Wen could hear the voices of Boss Xiao's lackeys and the Work-Study Students.

He pushed forward into the innermost circle and saw Xiaopang.

At that moment, Xiaopang was lying on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, his teeth clenched hard, tears in his eyes.

A tall upper-year student held a long staff and stepped on Xiaopang.

"Little fatty, you dared refuse me, Liu Long? Hmph, today I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

As he spoke, Liu Long lifted his foot and was about to stomp down hard.

"Stop!"

"Who's there?"

Liu Long looked up, saw Su Wen, and immediately laughed. "Looks like my name, Liu Long, still isn't big enough. One after another, even Second Years dare provoke me, Liu Long!"

"Brother Wen."

When Xiaopang saw Su Wen, he called out with a hint of a sob in his voice.

I didn't provoke anyone.

The little fatty, not yet eight years old, felt extremely wronged.

He had only been practicing Staff Technique as usual, yet this Liu Long had come to his door and beaten him up.

The more people gathered, the heavier Liu Long's attacks became.

Sun Xiaopang felt very wronged.

This Liu Long even wanted his Staff Technique.

Of course Xiaopang did not have any family-inherited Staff Technique. His Staff Technique had also been practiced under Su Wen's guidance.

"Kid, are you a Work-Study Student too?"

Liu Long looked at the badge on Su Wen's chest, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The Second Year Work-Study Students were getting pretty arrogant now.

With one glance, he could tell that this fatty's backbone was Su Wen, not people like Wang Sheng.

Liu Long simply kicked Xiaopang toward Su Wen.

"Xiaopang."

Su Wen helped Xiaopang up and asked what had happened.

"Su Wen, Liu Long obviously won't let today's matter go. We'll block the pressure from Boss Xiao for you. Liu Long can only be left to you," Wang Sheng said in a low voice, standing in front of Su Wen and Xiaopang.

Su Wen learned the whole story from Xiaopang, then stepped past Wang Sheng and walked up to Liu Long.

"So you're the one called Liu Long?"

"What? Want a beating?"

The corners of Su Wen's mouth lifted. His face seemed to be smiling, but danger showed through everywhere. "Fight me?"

"Come on!"

Liu Long tightened his grip on the long staff in his hand, took his stance, and faced off against Su Wen.

"They're really fighting!"

"What's with this Second Year? Isn't he afraid of dying?"

"He's only a Second Year, and he dares provoke Liu Long."

"Liu Long is already in Sixth Year, eleven years old. I heard his Soul Power is already rank eight."

"Just watch. This kid is done for."

Wang Sheng and the rest of the Work-Study Students watched Su Wen and Liu Long anxiously.

Although Su Wen usually kept to himself and did not blend in with them, in the end, they were all from the same dormitory, and they were all Work-Study Students.

Su Wen also summoned his Martial Soul.

"A book?"

The surrounding students were dumbfounded one by one.

"I'm dying, his Martial Soul is a book!"

"Hahaha, what's he going to do with a book? Smash Liu Long with it?"

"Was he planning to read to Liu Long and hypnotize him?"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The surrounding students burst into thunderous laughter one after another.

They felt like Su Wen had come here to be funny.

Liu Long, however, did not think so.

Because, instinctively, he felt pressure.

Even so, instinct also made him about to open his mouth and mock Su Wen's Martial Soul.

But before he could speak, Su Wen moved.

The Heavenly Book flipped, and Book Pages separated from it one after another, rolling and folding together to form a Paper Staff.

"Haha, one Wooden Staff and one Paper Staff. Did the two of you come here to be clowns?" a lackey behind Boss Xiao mocked.

Su Wen truly did not care.

He had already used soul power to strengthen the Book Pages' toughness.

With his tenth-rank soul power, that had consumed most of it.

At least seventy percent had been used up.

He rushed forward swiftly and swept out with his staff. Feeling a gust of force come at him, Liu Long's expression changed, and he dodged backward.

While giving Little Fatty pointers, Su Wen's own Staff Technique was also quite good.

He swung the Paper Staff, producing whooshing sounds.

Bang!

The force behind Su Wen's staff strikes firmly suppressed Liu Long. He kept attacking, staff blow after staff blow falling, and Liu Long could not block in time. He was swept by a strike.

Liu Long's eyes turned faintly red from the pain.

Hiss—

What the hell, this was paper?

He hadn't secretly stuffed iron inside it, had he?

Su Wen pressed his advantage and struck out, blow after blow landing on Liu Long.

Bang, bang, bang!

Finally, he kicked Liu Long away.

At that moment, Liu Long felt pain all over his body.

The students watching were all incomparably shocked.

Although they did not know how painful it was for the Paper Staff to hit Liu Long, Su Wen's victory said everything.

A Second Year soul master with a Book Martial Soul had beaten Liu Long of the Sixth Year?

Good heavens, this world seemed to have gone wrong.

Wang Sheng and the other Work-Study Students looked at Su Wen with even more newfound respect.

"If he can beat Liu Long, then Su Wen seems even stronger than the boss."

"Shut up. Su Wen's at most as strong as the boss."

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"Kid, you dare bully my people?" Boss Xiao had someone go help Liu Long up, then stepped forward and looked at Su Wen with an arrogant expression.

"You fight me too. If you lose, don't bother me again. I hate trouble."

Since he had already made a move, Su Wen naturally wanted to resolve the root of the problem directly.

If he got entangled with Boss Xiao in the future and a conflict broke out every few days, would he still cultivate or not?

So he might as well beat Boss Xiao into submission too.

"Hmph, kid, you used up quite a bit of soul power just now, didn't you? And you still dare fight me?" Xiao Chenyu felt that Su Wen was looking down on him.

At that moment, Su Wen circulated his soul power, using the technique he had previously worked out to draw out his Original Soul Power and rapidly recover his soul power.

The long staff in his hand turned back into Book Pages, circling around him.

"Su Wen, Martial Soul Heavenly Book, tenth-rank Battle Soul Master!"

Tenth rank!

"Su Wen reached tenth rank?"

"Doesn't that mean all he has to do is absorb a Soul Ring, and he'll be a soul master?"

"Good heavens, becoming a soul master in the Second Year?"

Xiao Chenyu was also startled inwardly.

However, he was not timid.

"So your soul power had reached rank ten. No wonder you could keep Liu Long suppressed. But, kid, today I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"Xiao Chenyu, Wolf Martial Soul, Level 11 One-Ring Battle Soul Master!"

Xiao Chenyu let out an angry roar. A layer of green light rose from his body, his muscles began to swell, his eyes turned pale green, and his hands became sharp and clawlike.

"Today I'll show you the difference between a Soul Master with a Soul Ring and one without!"

A White Ring rose beneath Xiao Chenyu's feet, flashing with dense white light.

He pounced forward in an instant.

Su Wen, however, did not panic in the slightest.

He and Xiao Chenyu had not been standing very close to begin with.

As Xiao Chenyu lunged at him, Su Wen retreated.

The Three Pages of Book circling his body rapidly folded, forming one Paper Sword after another that flew through the air.

The small swords shot toward Xiao Chenyu under Su Wen's control.

Su Wen could manage controlling the Paper Swords from a distance in a simple way, but it consumed a great deal of soul power; the farther they were from him, the greater the consumption.

At that moment, all he was doing was providing the initial force while the Paper Swords were still around him.

After that, the Paper Swords simply flew by inertia.

Mm, rather than Flying Swords, it would be more accurate to call them Darts.

As one Paper Sword flew out, another page detached from the Heavenly Book before Su Wen and swiftly folded into a Paper Sword.

Although he was doing his best to conserve soul power, Su Wen's battle method still consumed a tremendous amount of it.

At the very least, a rank-ten Soul Scholar could not sustain it.

"But I have Backup Hidden Energy!"

While shooting out Flying Swords to interfere with Xiao Chenyu's charge, Su Wen kept moving, at the same time drawing Original Soul Power from his Martial Soul Space to replenish what he had consumed.