Don't Misunderstand, We're Just Sparring

"What's your name? What's your martial soul? What level is your innate soul power?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes and asked.

Yu Cheng looked at her dazed and adorable appearance, and immediately formed a judgment in his mind.

This person should be a walking Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

The original novel's female lead—Xiao Wu.

"My name is Yu Cheng, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power is level two." Yu Cheng spoke.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

Just then, a tall, sturdy boy in a school uniform walked over, his face showing an expression of extreme shock.

"Blue Silver Grass—even pigs won't eat it! Since when could a Blue Silver Grass martial soul be cultivated?"

The boy mocked without any restraint.

"Hahaha."

The children in the dormitory all joined in the laughter.

"Wang Sheng, shut up!"

Xiao Wu scolded the tall, sturdy boy.

She turned her head to look at Yu Cheng. "My name is Xiao Wu, and I'm the boss of Dorm Seven. We have a rule in this dorm—newcomers have to show their strength. But then again..."

Her tone shifted.

"Your soul power is only level two, so you're probably no match for me. If you hand over your bedding, I'll let you off this once."

"Bedding..."

Yu Cheng furrowed his brow.

It was only then that he noticed—ever since he walked in, Xiao Wu had been staring at his bundle.

"That won't do. If I give you my bedding, how am I supposed to sleep at night?"

Yu Cheng shook his head.

"In that case..."

A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Xiao Wu's lips.

The next moment, her right leg bent at the knee, and her toes shot out instantly, aiming straight for Yu Cheng's chin.

It didn't look particularly powerful, but it was very fast.

Most importantly, Yu Cheng was carrying his bundle, making it hard to move, and he couldn't dodge in time.

"Oh, you won't give it up, so you'll just take it by force?"

Yu Cheng's eyes sharpened, and he instinctively raised his arm.

A shoulder against a thigh was a much better trade than taking the hit with his chin.

Clang!

Yu Cheng's body stumbled back a few steps, slamming directly into the iron door.

"So? You give up?"

Xiao Wu looked at Yu Cheng sprawled on the ground, her eyes curving into a smile.

But she got no response.

Yu Cheng's eyes were tightly shut, and he lay completely still, as if he had fainted from the impact.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Xiao Wu frowned and quickly ran over to Yu Cheng.

She had only used half her strength with that kick—she hadn't expected him to be so fragile.

She hadn't meant to teach him a lesson; after all, they were classmates, not enemies. If she actually hurt someone, she'd be punished by the academy.

But just as Xiao Wu crouched down to check on Yu Cheng—

The next moment.

Yu Cheng swung his right hand, and a handful of lime powder flew out, smacking Xiao Wu right in the face.

Caught completely off guard, Xiao Wu felt a burning sting in her eyes and couldn't open them.

Bam!

Xiao Wu felt a sharp pain in her right eye, and countless stars flickered before her vision.

"Waaah, it hurts so much!"

Xiao Wu clutched her head, forcing her eyes open as tears streamed down.

She glared at Yu Cheng. "You... you...! How could you use such a despicable trick!"

Yu Cheng set his bundle aside and grinned. "Hey, you're the one who broke martial ethics first—attacking me when I wasn't ready, pulling a sneak attack!"

"Damn it!"

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Big Sis Xiao Wu will fight you to the death!"

Her right foot stamped down, and her entire body lunged forward two or three meters in an instant. Her left leg lifted, slamming heavily toward Yu Cheng's head.

Yu Cheng neither dodged nor evaded, his shoulder driving toward Xiao Wu's chest.

"Hiss, so hard!"

Xiao Wu felt as if she had kicked not a human, but a stone.

Yet she did not retreat.

The moment she struck Yu Cheng, her right leg also lifted, smoothly hooking onto his other shoulder.

"Ah, this..."

The other trainees watched their posture, their expressions turning somewhat strange.

Xiao Wu's two legs were actually wrapped around Yu Cheng's neck, as if she were straddling him.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu was wearing pants at the time. If she had been in a skirt, it would probably have been...

"Taste Big Sis Xiao Wu's Eight-Section Fall!"

Xiao Wu leaned her upper body back, bracing both palms on the ground, trying to throw Yu Cheng off.

Eight-Section Fall!

As the name implied, it meant throwing the enemy eight times.

The neck was one of the most vulnerable parts of a person. If one relied on Soul Power to endure it, they could easily be injured.

Anyone caught by her could only let their body be flung away.

This time, she was angry!

Xiao Wu had already made up her mind—even if she was punished by the teacher, she would give Yu Cheng a good beating.

The next moment, her legs exerted force.

Her soft legs were like springs, instantly tensing.

Yu Cheng immediately felt a smooth, soft sensation unique to a girl's skin against his cheek.

Yet his emotions remained utterly calm.

His legs rooted into the ground like an old tree's roots. No matter the storm, he stood unmoving.

The two of them remained locked in a stalemate...

The watching children suddenly didn't know what to do.

Although everyone was still a kid, the posture between Xiao Wu and Yu Cheng looked a bit inappropriate for minors no matter how you saw it.

"Hehe."

A few trainees exchanged glances and couldn't help snickering.

"Yu Cheng, what are you two doing!"

Just then, Tang San's surprised voice came from outside the door.

From his perspective, an unfamiliar girl was hanging upside down on Yu Cheng, while Yu Cheng's head was buried between her legs.

Were they sparring?

But...

Yu Cheng lifted his head and caught sight of Tang San holding a bundle of bedding, standing at the door.

He guessed that Tang San had probably gone to Yu Xiaogang's dorm first, which was why he had taken so long.

"Tang San, perfect timing!"

Yu Cheng shouted, "Quick, help me hold down Xiao Wu's hands!"

"Oh, alright."

Tang San paused for a moment, then quickly nodded.

He glanced around and roughly figured out the situation.

Yu Cheng, a newcomer, had immediately gotten into a fight with a girl—he was probably being harassed by the older trainees. After all, when he himself had enrolled, the gatekeeper had stopped him.

Yu Cheng was from the same hometown, so he should help.

"Don't you dare come over!"

Xiao Wu saw Tang San approaching and quickly spoke up.

She turned her head to look at Wang Sheng and the others, shouting, "Wang Sheng, what are you all doing? Why aren't you helping!"

"Oh..."

Hearing this, the trainees also gathered around.

"Xiao Wu, it's not good for us to stay locked like this forever. How about we let go at the same time?"

Yu Cheng spoke up.

He knew that if they kept fighting, he would definitely be at a disadvantage—after all, there were several of them on the other side.

"Alright, I'll count down from three. We let go together."

Xiao Wu also breathed a secret sigh of relief.

"Three, two, one..."

"Bam!"

The next moment, Xiao Wu's right leg slammed down on Yu Cheng's shoulder again.

Clearly, Yu Cheng had been prepared for this as well, and the kick didn't do him any real harm.

"Yu Cheng, you guys..."

Tang San stood beside Yu Cheng, and the two of them formed opposing camps with the rest of the Work-Study Students.

Yu Cheng waved his hand. "Tang San, don't misunderstand. We were just sparring."

"I see." Tang San nodded.

"Hmph."

Xiao Wu gave a cold snort. "Yu Cheng, this isn't over yet. Once I get my Soul Ring, I'll definitely settle today's score."

"Wasn't it you who grabbed my bedding first?"

Yu Cheng crossed his arms and sneered.

"And what about you ambushing me with quicklime? When you pretended to faint, I was actually worried about you!"

Xiao Wu frowned, speaking with displeasure.

"How about this? I'll lend you some money. Go buy yourself a blanket, and pay me back when you have the money?"

Yu Cheng said.

It was just a blanket, after all—Yu Cheng wasn't that petty.

In a few days, he was counting on Tang San and Xiao Wu to beat up Xiao Chenyu.

"Really?!"

Xiao Wu's face instantly cleared up, breaking into a bright smile.

Only, her face was still covered in quicklime, making her look like a big calico cat—utterly ridiculous.

"Hahaha."

Yu Cheng couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

"Bastard, stop laughing."

Xiao Wu bared her claws, making as if to pounce again.

Yu Cheng quickly dodged to the side, still laughing. "Alright, alright. After that fight, my stomach's growling. Let's go eat first."

"Fine, let's eat, let's eat!"

Hearing food, Xiao Wu decided to let Yu Cheng off for now.

The group packed up their belongings and headed en masse toward the dining hall.