"I said I wouldn't let Zhang Zhuan and Yang He beat you up, but you'll have to beat yourself up." Qian Renyu said to Xiao Wu.
Hearing this, Xiao Wu cursed Qian Renyu's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart. But she didn't dare curse him aloud, and she couldn't bring herself to hit herself.
Just then, the dormitory outside grew lively, with the sound of people talking and horsing around.
The students of Nuoding Academy had finished class.
As soon as Xiao Wu heard the bell, her whole self—no, the whole rabbit—perked up.
Because she knew Tang San would be back any moment. And once he returned, he would definitely avenge her.
At the thought of this, Xiao Wu straightened her back and puffed out her chest. The killing intent returned to her eyes, her chin lifted, and the two rabbit ears on her head perked up.
"Ren Yu, I'm telling you, you'd better get on your knees and apologize to Sister Xiao Wu while kowtowing."
"That way, when I beat you up later, I'll leave you a breath."
"Otherwise, hehe." Xiao Wu glared viciously at Qian Renyu.
Looking at Xiao Wu, Qian Renyu truly couldn't understand where this hundred-thousand-year-old Rogue Rabbit got the courage to talk to him like that.
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He, standing beside Qian Renyu, couldn't understand it either. She'd been beaten this badly, so why was this beast still so defiant? Could hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beasts really take that much punishment?
"Zhang Zhuan, Yang He, break the five fingers on this beast's right hand too."
"Yes, young master."
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He immediately got to work. All anyone could hear was—
After five sharp cracks, all the fingers on Xiao Wu's right hand were broken too. She rolled around on the ground in agony.
"Zhang Zhuan, Yang He, as long as you don't kill her, beat her as if you mean to."
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He were just about to move when someone outside shouted, "How dare you bully my Xiao Wu! You've sealed your own doom!"
Hearing those familiar words, Qian Renyu knew Tang San had arrived.
Sure enough, Tang San hurriedly shoved open the door to Dorm Seven and ran to Xiao Wu's side. He saw that her face was spattered with blood, her forehead blackened by a broad bruise and dotted with bits of brick. Her face was badly swollen, blood still trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her body was covered in bruises. All ten of her fingers were broken.
Xiao Wu, in his arms, had tear-filled eyes. She gazed at him with a pitiful, aggrieved look.
Tang San's heart shattered.
"Xiao San, avenge me! Kill him, kill him!" Xiao Wu screamed at Tang San.
"Xiao Wu, don't worry. I won't spare a single person who hurt you."
Tang San's eyes were as red as a beast's, and he breathed heavily through his nose as he shouted at Qian Renyu, "You hurt my Xiao Wu!"
"So what if I did?"
"Good. Then you can die."
As he spoke, a Yellow Soul Ring lit up around Tang San.
"Tang San, if you want revenge, come fight me outside. Don't wreck the place everyone lives."
With that, Qian Renyu led Zhang Zhuan and Yang He outside.
Tang San followed them.
"Xiao San, take me out too! I want to watch you kill him," Xiao Wu said to Tang San.
Tang San returned to Dorm Seven and carried Xiao Wu outside. He thoughtfully brought a chair and a quilt so she could lean against the chair.
Xiao Wu was so badly beaten that she couldn't stand or sit. She could only lie on the quilt and lean against the chair to watch.
When Yang He saw Tang San bring a chair for Xiao Wu, he immediately ran over, took it from him, and set it beside Qian Renyu for him to sit on.
Tang San was just about to stop him when Zhang Zhuan blocked his way.
Without the chair to support her, Xiao Wu promptly flopped onto the ground.
By an unbelievable stroke of bad luck, someone had apparently failed to clean properly that day. There was a nail right where Xiao Wu's back landed, its sharp point sticking straight up.
Then came a rabbit's murderous shriek: "Aaaah!"
Hearing Xiao Wu cry out, Tang San rushed to her side. He saw that a nail had pierced her back and pulled it out.
But whoever had made that nail must have been a disreputable manufacturer. It was defective, with several little barbs on it.
Tang San yanked it out, and once again came a rabbit's murderous shriek: "Aaaah!"
The nail was soaked with Xiao Wu's hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit blood, and strands of hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit meat hung from its barbs.
Now Xiao Wu couldn't even lie on her back. She could only lie face down. Once she was settled, she pointed at Qian Renyu and said to Tang San, "Xiao San, kill him for me."
"Don't worry, Xiao Wu. I won't spare anyone who hurt you."
Tang San's First Soul Ring lit up. Then he said to Qian Renyu,
"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, level twelve Control-Type Battle Spirit Master."
Qian Renyu ignored Tang San and instead glanced at Yang He.
Yang He understood at once and stepped forward. "Kid, you're not worthy of our young master's attention. I'll play with you."
Looking at Yang He, Tang San thought, He looks to be in his twenties, so his level must be higher than mine. I'd definitely lose against him, so I need to fight Ren Yu instead.
"I came to get revenge on Ren Yu, not you. Is Ren Yu afraid to fight me?"
"Or are you planning to use your greater numbers and strength to bully someone younger and outnumber him?"
Hearing Tang San, Qian Renyu smiled faintly. "Tang San, since you've already accused us of using our greater numbers and strength to bully someone younger and outnumber him, then let's give you what you want."
"Zhang Zhuan, Yang He, the two of you can fight him together."
Tang San had never dreamed Qian Renyu would say that. He'd meant to provoke Ren Yu into fighting him, but he hadn't expected Qian Renyu to be so shameless.
"Zhang Zhuan, Martial Soul: Spreading Wings Golden Eagle, level fifty-three Battle Soul King. Please, show me what you've got." As he spoke, two Yellow Soul Rings, two Purple Soul Rings, and one Black Soul Ring appeared around him.
"Yang He, Martial Soul: Iron Arm Immortal Ape, level fifty-two Battle Soul King. Please, show me what you've got." Likewise, two Yellow Soul Rings, two Purple Soul Rings, and one Black Soul Ring appeared around him.
Zhang Zhuan had been level forty-eight, and Yang He level forty-seven, but they had both recently advanced to Soul King.
Tang San was dumbstruck at the sight.
There's something I want to curse them out for, but I don't know if I should.
How am I supposed to fight this?
Seeing the scene from the ground, Xiao Wu thought, That's it. I'm about to get beaten up all over again.
I've really suffered today.
Seeing Tang San frozen in place, Qian Renyu chuckled to himself. "Tang San, weren't you the one who wanted to fight just now? What, changed your mind?"
"You're not going back on your word like some lowlife, are you?"
"Or are you scared?"
"If you're scared, just say so. It's no big deal."
"After all, we all know you, Tang San, are a paragon of purity."
"Bullshit!" Tang San roared.
"Then come on and fight."
"You..."
"Since Tang San isn't fighting, Zhang Zhuan, Yang He, you two can go ahead."
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He charged at Tang San, their ten Soul Rings gleaming.
"Y-You two, don't come any closer!"
"First Soul Skill—Mother's Love (Blue Silver) Entanglement!"
"Ah!"
"Stop!"
"It hurts!"
"I'll kill you!"
"Ah!"
"Ow!"
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