Xiao Wu is About to Break.

Though the rabbit's speed was agile, lightning was faster.

Little Lei Yi vanished from Lin Ming's shoulder in an instant, reappearing right behind Xiao Wu.

His body instantly expanded several times, directly reaching sixty-six centimeters.

Xiao Wu's reaction was not slow either; she had already completed Martial Soul Possession in the first moment.

Now it was a contest of who was faster.

Whether Little Lei Yi would lock her down first, or Xiao Wu would touch Lin Ming first and toss him out.

Seeing her flexible body about to coil around Lin Ming, a hint of a smile flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.

Hmph.

No one had ever escaped this move from Sister Xiao Wu.

Just as she was smug, as if she had already won, ready to welcome Lin Ming calling her Sister Xiao Wu—

When her fingers were only an inch away from Lin Ming, she felt them touch something tingling.

What is this?

A question mark flashed through Xiao Wu's mind.

Is this soul power?

Why does it feel so tingly?

Like being electrocuted.

But in that moment of her daze, Little Lei Yi behind her had already reached her neck.

Xiao Wu silently cursed, tensing her neck slightly. She tried to use the strength of her neck to resist Little Lei Yi, afraid he might directly snap her neck.

But she felt that aside from being touched, there was no other force on her neck.

What does this mean?

Xiao Wu was puzzled, but she didn't care anymore.

Her fingers broke through that layer of tingling sensation; victory was close at hand.

Then, from the corner of her eye, she noticed a thick golden light beginning to glow from her neck.

[Self-Created Soul Skill, Electric Sacrifice.]

Immediately after, a numbing, burning sensation swept through her entire body, making her flinch involuntarily.

In that instant, she couldn't muster any strength in her whole body.

Especially her calves, which went completely limp.

Thud.

Xiao Wu fell flat on the ground, relying on her two arms to keep her face from having an intimate encounter with the earth.

She was just about to catch her breath, but Little Lei Yi and Lin Ming gave her no time at all.

Strike once to avoid a hundred blows.

Then came an even fiercer electric treatment.

"Eheheheheheheheh aaaaaaah~~~"

Xiao Wu felt like she was ascending to heaven; her mind went blank from the electricity, completely forgetting how to think.

I'm... I'm gonna break.

Only that one thought remained in her mind.

Her trembling arms couldn't muster a shred of strength, relying only on the bones of her arms to support her body.

"Swoosh~"

A pebble shot toward Lin Ming's face. Lin Ming unhurriedly tilted his head to dodge.

"Ouch~"

A pained wail came from the doorway.

Lin Ming raised his hand to have Little Lei Yi stop the electric treatment and looked back.

He saw a middle-aged man crouching on the ground, clutching his mouth, with a brand-new bedding set discarded on the floor.

He had come under the pretext of delivering bedding to Tang San to take a look at Lin Ming.

"Teacher!"

Tang San recognized the middle-aged man and quickly ran to the doorway to help Yu Xiaogang up.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's two missing front teeth, his heart ached.

He turned to Lin Ming and said coldly.

"What are you dodging for!"

"Are you brain-dead?"

Lin Ming was so angry he laughed.

"She and Xiao Wu are in the middle of a fight—what's with the sneak attack? Do you live by the sea? That's a pretty wide stretch you're managing."

"Yeah, Tang San, that's not cool."

The others in the Seventh Dormitory finally snapped out of it and crowded around to complain.

One of these two was Lin Ming, who could beat Xiao Chenyu, and the other was a girl even stronger than Tang San.

They wanted to see who was tougher, so why was Tang San butting in?

"You're bullying a little girl here—do you feel proud of yourself?"

Tang San mentally noted everyone who didn't speak up for him, lifting his chin with an air of self-righteousness.

Having lived two lives, how could he stand by and watch someone bully a kid right under his nose?

Respecting elders and cherishing the young was the legacy of the Tang Sect.

You bunch of ignorant trash can't tell right from wrong.

You all deserve death.

"Lin Ming bullying a little girl? It was Xiao Wu who picked a fight with Lin Ming without even knowing what was going on."

Wang Sheng stepped forward.

"Yeah, that's right! If it weren't for Lin Ming, we Work-Study Students would still be getting pushed around!"

The others chimed in.

That made Tang San's face twitch.

He was about to retort, but Little Lei Yi zapped him, making him shiver all over.

Did he really think Little Lei Yi had a good temper?

"How can this be?"

Yu Xiaogang's front teeth were knocked out, making his speech a bit slurred.

Tang San heard his teacher speak and instantly felt emboldened.

"Yeah, how can this be?"

They were just a bunch of Work-Study Students, none of them with Innate Full Soul Power. Even if they all stood against him, so what?

Just a bunch of trash.

"I'm talking about you, Tang San. How can you treat Lin Ming like this?"

"Exactly!"

Tang San nodded in agreement with Yu Xiaogang, then froze the next moment.

"What did you say?"

He turned to look at Yu Xiaogang, only to see him speaking with a grave, earnest expression.

"He was in the middle of a perfectly good fight, and you just had to throw a pebble. That's just causing trouble. Lucky it hit me—if it had hit Lin Ming, that would've hurt a lot."

?

??

Three question marks popped up in Tang San's mind.

What do you mean, lucky it hit you?

Why didn't it just kill you outright?

For the first time, he felt a sense of reckoning about taking this man as his master.

So this old bastard deserved death too.

"Master, what exactly are you saying?"

Tang San stared in disbelief at his newly acknowledged teacher.

I have Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls.

You know that, Master.

That's way better than Lin Ming, who only has Innate Level One Soul Power and a detached, useless Martial Soul.

Su Yuntao, a Soul Grand Master, personally confirmed it.

Yu Xiaogang rubbed his mouth—that hit had been no joke.

Hearing Tang San call him "Master," he suddenly remembered he'd just taken on a disciple.

He wasn't used to it yet.

His hand froze mid-rub, then he coughed dryly as if nothing had happened, his face resuming its usual stiff expression.

"Just a scuffle between children. Here's your bedding. I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

Yu Xiaogang picked up the bedding from the floor, coolly shoved it into Tang San's arms, then turned and walked away without looking back.

His act of trying to please both sides made him look no different from a clown in others' eyes, yet it left Tang San utterly baffled.

So this is the bearing of a master?

Gazing at the brand-new bedding now stained with dust in his arms, Tang San's eyes grew a bit misty.

This old fellow didn't seem to have any reason to die after all.

"Tang San, I was fighting just fine—why did you have to sneak attack! Do you know Xiao Wu-jie almost won?"

Having recovered from the ground, Xiao Wu charged over furiously and flung Tang San far away.

"Perfect, use your bedding to make amends to Xiao Wu-jie!"

She took the bedding Yu Xiaogang had given Tang San, then spread it out on her own bed.

She had no intention whatsoever of sharing it with Tang San.