The Weak Should Serve the Strong

"Move aside!"

Looking at Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin blocking his way, a flicker of impatience crossed the arrogant young man's face.

He reached out and shoved Tang Wulin and Zhao Tao aside, then strode between them.

Accompanied by several men in black, he climbed into a Soul Guidance car and drove off.

"Brother Tao, that guy was awful!"

Rubbing his shoulder, which still ached faintly, Tang Wulin watched the Soul Guidance car disappear and complained, anger welling up inside him.

"Yeah, that was pretty awful."

"But Eastsea City isn't that big. I'm sure we'll run into him again sooner or later."

"When we do, we can teach him a lesson he won't forget."

"We'll show him that there's always someone stronger, and that he shouldn't look down on people!"

Hearing Tang Wulin, Zhao Tao smiled and nodded, a mysterious glint in his eyes.

By now, he had recognized the young master's true identity.

Wasn't that Xie Xie, the eldest young master of East Sea City's Xie Family?

Just like them, he was a first-year student at Eastsea Academy.

And unless something unexpected happened, he would even be one of their roommates.

That was exactly why Zhao Tao was so certain they would see each other again soon.

They would even become classmates and undergo Wu Changkong's "devil training" together.

As he spoke, Zhao Tao led Tang Wulin to the registration area at Eastsea Academy.

Four boys and girls in blue academy uniforms were sitting there.

At the front was a sweet-looking girl with phoenix eyes and a lively, energetic air.

"Are you two here to register at Eastsea Academy?"

The girl spoke warmly as Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin came over.

"That's right. Here's our letter of recommendation."

At her words, Zhao Tao smiled and nodded. He took his letter of recommendation from his backpack and handed it to her.

"Welcome to Eastsea Academy. I'm your upperclassman, Liu Yuxin, and I'll be showing you around as you enroll."

"For now, go rest on the Soul Guidance bus behind me. In half an hour, once we've gathered a group of students, I'll take you to the academy."

After checking Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin's letters of recommendation, the girl introduced herself with a smile and handed each of them a temporary entry pass.

After a while, the Soul Guidance bus finally set off for Eastsea Academy.

Twenty minutes later, it stopped in front of the academy gates.

The imposing entrance was built from huge stone blocks and stood ten meters tall, exuding an air of wealth and grandeur.

Eastsea Academy itself was enormous, at least a hundred times larger than Red Mountain Academy.

Liu Yuxin explained that Eastsea Academy was divided into a middle division and an advanced division.

To enter the middle division, students had to become Soul Masters at a Junior Soul Master Academy. The program lasted up to six years.

The advanced division required students to pass a rigorous assessment, with fewer than one in ten applicants succeeding.

Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin would be joining the middle division to train there over the coming years.

"Middle division students, follow me! I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to register!"

After they got off the Soul Guidance bus, Liu Yuxin led the group to the teaching building, where they received their identity cards and uniforms and completed their enrollment procedures.

Then she took the students to the dormitory building before leaving.

"Brother Tao, we're in the same dorm! This is great!"

Tang Wulin took out his dorm key and saw that, like Zhao Tao, he had been assigned to Room 205. His face lit up.

"Yeah. Don't worry, Brother Tao will keep looking out for you."

Zhao Tao smiled and patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder.

"Thanks, Brother Tao!"

As he spoke, Tang Wulin hurried a few steps ahead and opened the dormitory door for Zhao Tao.

The dormitory wasn't very spacious, and the furniture inside was plain.

It had only two bunk beds, along with basic furnishings like desks, chairs, and wardrobes.

After all, the students at Eastsea Academy were there to train, not to enjoy themselves.

Fortunately, each dormitory had its own bathroom.

Unlike Shrek Academy during the era of Douluo Dalu: The Unrivaled Tang Sect, where hundreds of people shared a single toilet.

At that moment, the two lower bunks had already been claimed.

The student in the lower bunk on the left was tall and powerfully built, with a fierce, domineering air about him. His name was Zhou Changxi.

The other was an old acquaintance of Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin's—

none other than the cold and proud young master, Xie Xie, whom they had run into at the train station that morning!

"It's you! This morning, you shoved Brother Tao and me for no reason! You owe us an apology!"

Tang Wulin glared at Xie Xie, pointing at him as anger flared in his chest.

"Oh, it's you two."

"You were the ones who didn't watch where you were going and failed to get out of my way. How dare you blame me?"

Xie Xie looked at Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin with disdain and spoke casually.

"You—you're completely unreasonable! I challenge you to Soul Fighting!"

Tang Wulin flew into a rage at Xie Xie's words, pointing at him and issuing a challenge.

"You want to challenge me? You're not worthy!"

Seeing Tang Wulin dare to provoke him, Xie Xie's disdain only deepened. He waved a hand and ignored Tang Wulin.

Xie Xie's attitude left Tang Wulin seething, with no way to vent his anger.

"Hey, you two new guys, clean up!"

Zhou Changxi, who had claimed the lower bunk on the left, looked Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin up and down.

Seeing that neither of them was as tall as he was, and that their clothes weren't as luxurious as Xie Xie's, he pegged them as commoners. Pointing at the broom nearby, he ordered them brusquely.

"Why should we? If the room needs cleaning, we should all do it together!"

Already fuming, Tang Wulin couldn't hold back his anger any longer and snapped back.

"Because you're weak. The weak should serve the strong!"

"If you don't like it, I, Zhou Changxi, don't mind teaching you a lesson and showing you how high the sky is!"

Tang Wulin was furious, but Zhou Changxi remained haughty. He glared viciously at Tang Wulin and Zhao Tao, his voice full of menace.

"You're right. The weak should serve the strong."

"But you're the weak one!"

At Zhou Changxi's words, Zhao Tao smiled, nodded, and set down his luggage.

In the next instant, Zhao Tao lunged forward. He clenched his fist and swung it straight at Zhou Changxi's chin like a cannonball!