Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique

"Do they have any fresh carrots here?" Xiao Wu looked at Wang Sheng.

"I don't think they have any on the first floor. I don't know about the second floor."

"Then let's go to the second floor!"

Wang Sheng scratched his head awkwardly. "Sister Xiao Wu, everything on the second floor is expensive. We should wait until we're assigned part-time work and get paid before going up there."

"Wang Sheng is right. The second floor isn't a place for poor trash like you."

Suddenly, an arrogant voice came from the second floor. Looking up, they saw a group of well-dressed boys and girls descending the stairs.

Looking down at Ye Qiu and the others, he said, "How about this? I'll treat you to this meal. You can eat Young Master's leftovers. What do you say?"

"Hahaha!" The taunting words made the people around them burst into laughter.

"Sister Xiao Wu, they're the Noble Students at the school—Ling Feng, Liu Long, and the others." Wang Sheng stood there, angry but not daring to speak up, and quietly explained to Sister Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu did not care who they were. She could not stand this kind of crap. "Hey! Are you asking to be slapped?"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up. "Oh? I didn't expect there to be such a cute little Loli among this year's Work-Study Students! Too bad she's just a lowly poor brat."

"You really are asking for it!" Xiao Wu leaped up the steps and raised her hand to slap him.

"Shield Martial Spirit, defend!" He summoned a shield that blocked Xiao Wu's slap.

Liu Long, standing nearby, suddenly attacked as well.

"Martial Staff, appear!" A wooden staff swept toward the still-unresponsive Xiao Wu.

Smack! Ye Qiu stepped in, gathering Soul Power in his palm to block Liu Long's attack.

Hiss... That hurt! His Soul Power is several levels higher than mine. Ye Qiu put his hand behind his back and clenched it tightly.

The Martial Staff swung at him again.

"Xiao Qiu!" Xiao Wu finally reacted, anger rising in her heart.

A faint, barely noticeable Red Glow appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes beneath the Black Silk. The Sharingan's Illusion Technique was ready to strike!

Smack! Unexpectedly, Tang San caught Liu Long's staff this time. As the two remained locked in a stalemate, a patch of Blue Silver Grass lashed Liu Long across the eyes. Seizing the chance, Tang San knocked him down with an elbow strike.

Smack! Another sound came from beside them. Xiao Wu's slap had already broken through the Shield Martial Spirit's defense and sent Ling Feng tumbling down the stairs.

"You lowborn trash, how dare you hit me! I'm sure the school would be happy to expel a few people!"

Ling Feng covered his face and glared viciously at Xiao Wu, Tang San, and the others standing above him.

Xiao Wu ignored him and hurried to Ye Qiu's side. "Xiao Qiu, are you okay?" As she spoke, she reached for his hand to examine it.

"I'm fine." Ye Qiu twisted aside, avoiding her hand.

Xiao Wu frowned at him, confusion and disappointment in her eyes.

Tang San also looked at Ye Qiu. He felt that Ye Qiu's technique just now bore a slight resemblance to the Tang Sect's Qin Na.

Having recovered his senses, Wang Sheng went over, grabbed Ling Feng by the collar, and raised his fist to hit him. "You bastard, you still dare—"

"Stop!"

A stern voice halted him.

"Master!" The students on both sides looked toward the newcomer.

"Private fighting is forbidden on school grounds. Don't you know that?"

"They were clearly the ones who started it!" Xiao Wu shouted at Yu Xiaogang.

But Yu Xiaogang merely ignored her. After giving her a glance, he paid her no further attention.

"Little San, remember what I told you. Come out with me the day after tomorrow."

"Understood, Teacher!" Tang San answered respectfully.

"Would you like to come to the second floor with me?"

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's invitation, Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu before shaking his head. "No, I'd rather stay with my roommates."

"Mm, not standing apart from the crowd is good too!" Yu Xiaogang nodded. The more he looked at this genius disciple with Twin Martial Souls, the more satisfied he became. He had a feeling that Tang San would become the golden signboard proving his abilities to the world!

"You may all disperse!" With that, Master calmly headed upstairs.

After leaving behind a few threats, Ling Feng, Liu Long, and the others slunk away in disgrace.

Watching Master's departing back, Xiao Wu ground her teeth. "What kind of Master is that expressionless bastard? Hmph!"

"Sister Xiao Wu, keep your voice down. He's still a teacher at the school, even if he doesn't teach." Wang Sheng hurriedly stopped Xiao Wu.

"By the way, did Third Brother really take him as his teacher?" Wang Sheng looked at Tang San.

"Of course. Could that be fake?"

"Master's reputation isn't very good. I heard he was driven out of Spirit City back then because he deceived the Saintess of Spirit Hall. It seems like he gave himself the title of Master too. He's always been eating for free here."

In response to Wang Sheng's well-intentioned warning, Tang San's eyes widened. A cold gleam flashed through them, intimidating Wang Sheng. "I hope this is the first and last time. You are not qualified to judge my teacher!"

"Hehe. Sorry!" The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Yet Ye Qiu frowned. He felt that something about Wang Sheng's words was wrong; they were far too different from what he knew.

Had Spirit Hall become shameless? How could something like Yu Xiaogang deceiving the Saintess have become common knowledge? Weren't Master's theories and title spread by Bibi Dong? How had it become a self-proclaimed title?

While Ye Qiu was distracted, Xiao Wu swiftly grabbed his hand. His palm was slightly bruised, and she gently kneaded it.

Tang San, already in a bad mood because of Wang Sheng's words, felt even more uncomfortable at the sight.

"You all eat. I have something to discuss with Teacher." With that, he turned and left.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?" Coming back to his senses, Ye Qiu tried to pull his hand away, but failed. The silly rabbit simply wrapped herself around his arm.

"Sister Xiao Wu said she would protect you, so of course I have to see whether you're hurt!" Xiao Wu pouted with puffed cheeks.

As they tugged at each other, Ye Qiu caught sight of Tang San's back from the corner of his eye and felt a little puzzled. "Eh? Why did Little San leave?"

"Maybe I said something wrong. Third Brother said he had something to discuss with Master." Wang Sheng scratched his head. He had merely spoken the truth. "How about I treat everyone to this meal?"

"Sure, sure!"

What was politeness? Xiao Wu had no idea. She pulled Ye Qiu along to get food.

Ye Qiu turned back. "Then thanks."

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

The next day,

Tang San took leave to look for work outside. Ye Qiu knew he was preparing for soul hunting, and that he would show off a little at the blacksmith shop with the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

"Tang San." Ye Qiu called out to him. "Thanks for helping me yesterday. Otherwise, I would have been in trouble."

"No need to thank me. I simply didn't want to see Xiao Wu get hurt." Tang San nodded and prepared to leave.

"How about we look for work together? I want to earn more money too."

Tang San fell silent for a moment before finally nodding. "Sure!"

Afterward, the two headed together to a blacksmith shop.

Watching Tang San sweat among a group of burly men, Ye Qiu, who had already activated his Sharingan, curled his lips slightly. This trip wasn't in vain.

During the forging process, Tang San not only used the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, but also the Mysterious Jade Hand.

His movements, the way his Soul Power circulated, and everything else were all laid bare before Ye Qiu!