Enemies Meet

"Fine."

Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng sighed.

"Go ahead and do whatever you want. I'll step in when it matters."

Yu Cheng smiled knowingly. "Nice. As expected of my future self!"

Outside Nuoding Academy.

From afar, Yu Cheng saw a crowd gathered together.

"Someone's been killed! Someone's been killed!" several students shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Damn! Could it be that kid Tang San?"

Yu Cheng hurried over and squeezed his way to the front of the crowd.

The young gatekeeper lay on the ground, clutching his left cheek and howling in pain. Blood streamed continuously through his fingers, and a large pool of blood had formed beneath him. He was clearly badly injured.

Tang San stood nearby, holding his right wrist with his left hand.

"In the original story, the gatekeeper looked down on people and Tang San planned to shoot him with a Hidden Weapon. I didn't expect Old Jack not to be around, and Tang San still dared to strike."

Yu Cheng watched the spectacle.

Although he and Tang San were friends, it was still amusing to see him suffer a setback.

"Fighting before even enrolling? This new Work-Study Student is pretty fierce. Looks like we'll have some fun in the future."

A familiar voice sounded.

Yu Cheng turned and saw that the speaker was Xiao Chenyu.

The tall, thin student said, "He looks weak, but he's got some guts. I just wonder how many hits from my stick he can take."

Another short student laughed. "Liu Long, you should save that little wooden stick of yours for the brothel."

"Ling Feng, we're at the academy. Don't talk nonsense!"

The tall, thin student hurriedly covered his companion's mouth.

Yu Cheng curled his lip. Going to brothels at twelve?

That was way too mature.

Birds of a feather really did flock together!

At that moment, a buzz-cut man walked out from inside the academy.

He looked to be around forty, dressed entirely in black with a buzz cut. He also held a book in his hand, so he was probably a teacher.

"You're one of this year's new students? Fighting on your first day at the academy?"

The man walked over to Tang San and frowned.

"Teacher, he was the one who mocked me first. He insulted my village, calling it a beggar village, and said my Martial Soul was a Trash Martial Soul. He has earned death!"

Tang San pointed at the gatekeeper and shouted.

The gatekeeper looked miserable. "Master Yu, I was only asking about this student's background. In previous years, people forged certificates and slipped into the academy to take Work-Study Student positions."

"Isn't a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul universally recognized as a Trash Martial Soul..."

he muttered quietly.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

The buzz-cut man turned to Tang San. "Can you show me your Martial Soul Certificate?"

"Teacher, here."

Tang San took the Martial Soul Certificate from his clothes.

At the same time, he secretly glanced around.

"There are too many onlookers, but if I use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, these commoners shouldn't be able to stop me."

Tang San glanced sideways at the buzz-cut man again and silently released the safety on his Sleeve Arrow.

"If this man handles the matter fairly, then fine. But if he dares to show favoritism..."

"Eh!"

The buzz-cut man stared at the Martial Soul Certificate in his hand, a glint flashing through his eyes.

Innate Full Soul Power!

Ordinary Blue Silver Grass could never awaken Innate Full Soul Power. Either it was a mutated Martial Soul, or he possessed Twin Martial Souls!

This person is fated to meet me!

Yu Xiaogang tightly gripped the certificate in his right hand, unable to stop himself from trembling.

Soon, he regained his composure. Patting Tang San on the shoulder, he said, "The certificate is genuine, child. On behalf of the academy, I apologize for this matter."

A teacher was apologizing to him, and Tang San's vanity was greatly satisfied.

He quickly bowed. "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. Teacher, thank you for upholding justice for me."

At the same time, Tang San silently reengaged the safety on his Sleeve Arrow.

"Ow, Master, I'm the one who got hurt."

The gatekeeper lay on the ground and wailed.

Yet Yu Xiaogang merely gave him an indifferent glance.

"Little Liu, mind your status!"

"A commoner actually dared to make things difficult for a prospective Soul Master?"

"Even if this child beats you up again, no one will seek justice for you!"

"This is the first time, and it will be the last. If it happens again, you won't need to stay here."

Upon hearing that, cold sweat broke out across the gatekeeper's back. He hurriedly climbed to his feet.

Yu Xiaogang took Tang San's hand, forcing a faint smile onto his face. "Let's go inside."

"That's it?"

Liu Long crossed his arms and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

He had not gotten enough of the show yet.

"Move along, move along!"

Xiao Chenyu waved the students away.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang's retreating back and spat on the ground.

"Pah, a freeloader at the academy, yet he got to show off today."

The crowd gradually dispersed.

The gatekeeper held his face as he cleaned up the blood on the ground.

"So that was Yu Xiaogang?"

Yu Cheng asked inwardly.

Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng smiled. "That's right. Doesn't he look like he needs a beating?"

"A little."

Yu Cheng nodded.

In his view, the root of the conflict between Tang San and the gatekeeper was that the gatekeeper looked down on people. But Tang San should not have struck so heavily.

So what if he was a Soul Master?

Did Soul Masters not have to pay compensation for hitting people?

"If you stay on Douluo Continent long enough, you'll find that people like Yu Xiaogang are far from rare. Yu Xiaogang and Xiao Chenyu are fundamentally the same kind of people."

Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng said meaningfully.

"They have Soul Power and think they're superior. They come from prominent families, so they look down on commoner Soul Masters."

Yu Cheng nodded. "No wonder people were jealous when you displayed exceptional talent. I thought having Spirit Hall behind you would avoid such problems, but apparently it isn't that easy."

"Yu Xiaogang once wanted to take me as his disciple, but I refused." Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng spread his hands.

"Brother, thank you once again for scouting the way for me."

Yu Cheng said.

"Mm. Now go do what you want to do."

Evil Soul Master Yu Cheng's tone was calm.

Yu Cheng rubbed his chin. What he wanted to do now was hurry up and finish registering, then get something to eat at the cafeteria.

After walking all morning and watching such a good show, he was starving.

If he had known, he should have grabbed some fries on Commercial Street earlier.

Academic Affairs Office.

"Student Yu Cheng, your talent is quite good." Director Su adjusted his glasses and smiled.

A Mutated Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, with Innate Level Two Soul Power.

In his view, Yu Cheng had a chance to reach level ten before sixth grade and successfully enter an intermediate academy.

The enrollment rate was an important metric for the academy.

He patted Yu Cheng on the shoulder. "Go on. The Work-Study Student dormitory is Dorm Seven. Teacher Mo will arrange your work, and you can also seek him out if you encounter difficulties in daily life."

"Thank you, Director."

Yu Cheng nodded.

There was only one dormitory building. Carrying his bundle on his back, Yu Cheng quickly arrived at the innermost dormitory on the first floor.

As soon as he reached the entrance to Dorm Seven, he saw that the door was open and heard a burst of noisy chatter from within.

It was a spacious room, roughly three hundred square meters. There were few beds, arranged in a circle around the edges, leaving a large open area in the middle.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

Yu Cheng knocked on the door, and the children immediately turned their gazes toward him.

At that moment, a girl walked toward him.

She looked six or seven years old, with a pretty little face and large, watery eyes.

She wore a pink top, a light-colored short skirt, and tight white pants.

Her long black hair was braided into a scorpion braid that hung past her buttocks.

She looked Yu Cheng up and down, her gaze settling on the bedding behind his back.

"Are you the new Work-Study Student?"