God King Tang San: You Go Conquer Xiao Wu

With two students possessing the Blue Silver Grass martial soul suddenly appearing, how could they not be surprised?

Xu Yuan asked Wang Sheng, "Is there something you need?"

Wang Sheng had momentarily forgotten what he wanted to say, so he shook his head to indicate there was nothing.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan and Tang San each found a spot for themselves.

A boy came up to Wang Sheng and whispered, "Boss, aren't you going to give them a show of force?"

Wang Sheng snapped back to reality, a flash of embarrassment crossing his face. He glared at the boy and lowered his voice, "What do you know? These two look like trouble."

He would never admit that he had simply forgotten and was making up an excuse.

Tang San glanced at Xu Yuan, who was making his bed, thinking to himself that Old Jack hadn't reminded him to bring bedding.

After a sigh, Tang San left the dormitory to go buy some.

Just then, a crisp voice drifted in from outside, "Is this Dorm Seven?"

Within the Sea of Consciousness, God King Tang San heard this voice, and his entire being stirred with excitement.

Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu!

Hearing God King Tang San's words, Xu Yuan felt somewhat speechless.

A pretty little girl stood at the door, looking about six years old, her height similar to Tang San's.

Her delicate face was white with a rosy flush, looking as tender and soft as a ripe peach, making one feel the urge to take a bite.

Although her clothes were very simple, they looked extremely neat.

Wang Sheng regained his composure, remembering his responsibilities as the boss, and walked up to Xiao Wu, intending to give her a show of force.

Wang Sheng cleared his throat, deliberately put on a stern face, and said in a deep voice, "Newcomer? Do you know the rules of Dorm Seven?"

Xiao Wu blinked her bright, lively eyes, tilting her head to look at Wang Sheng, her tone filled with curiosity, "Rules? What rules?"

Her voice was crisp and sweet, like the tinkling of a mountain spring. The harsh words Wang Sheng had prepared were stuck in his throat, and for a moment, he couldn't bring himself to say them.

The lackey beside him, seeing his boss falter, immediately chimed in, "The rule is that newcomers must pay their respects to our boss and listen to him from now on!"

A playful smile tugged at the corners of Xiao Wu's mouth. She put her hands behind her back and swayed slightly, "Why should I? Can he beat me?"

As soon as these words were out, Wang Sheng's temper flared.

"Hey, you little brat, you're quite cocky!"

Wang Sheng reached out to push Xiao Wu's shoulder, his movements carrying a hint of brutality.

Xu Yuan sat on the edge of his bed, watching everything unfold, and chuckled inwardly.

He remembered very clearly that Xiao Wu knew Soft Technique and dominated her peers in the early stages, especially Tang San.

The novel had mentioned that without using hidden weapons, Tang San could not defeat Xiao Wu.

Sure enough, just as Wang Sheng's hand was about to touch her, Xiao Wu easily dodged the push.

"Pretty quick reflexes." Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then lunged forward again.

Xiao Wu easily avoided the fist, and at the same time, her right hand darted out like lightning, her slender fingers precisely locking onto Wang Sheng's wrist.

"Hm?" Wang Sheng felt his wrist go numb as a clever force traveled up his arm, preventing his fist from moving even an inch further. He tried to struggle free, but that small hand locked onto him like an iron pincer, immovable no matter how hard he tried.

Before Wang Sheng could react, Xiao Wu lightly flicked her wrist, her body leaning in, and she placed her other hand on his elbow, giving it a seemingly gentle push.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, Wang Sheng felt a piercing pain in his arm, as if his joint were being dislocated, and his body involuntarily bent forward.

Immediately after, Xiao Wu tripped him, her foot hooking his ankle at just the right moment.

"Ah—"

Wang Sheng lost his balance, his large frame tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, making the dormitory floor hum with the impact.

Xiao Wu clapped her hands, stepped back, and looked down at the prone Wang Sheng with a smile, "Big guy, do you yield?"

"I... I yield." Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, squeezing the words through his teeth. In the world of spirit masters, strength was the absolute truth; losing wasn't shameful if you knew when to concede.

Xiao Wu smiled with satisfaction, revealing two sharp little fangs, "That's more like it. From now on, I'll be the one setting the rules for Dorm Seven!"

At this very moment, God King Tang San made a decision in his heart: he would have Xu Yuan woo Xiao Wu.

He absolutely could not let another version of himself win Xiao Wu over; that was something he would never, ever allow to happen.

Since this body would be his in the future, he would let Xu Yuan cultivate feelings with Xiao Wu first.

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Hearing God King Tang San's thoughts, a giant question mark appeared over Xu Yuan's head.

It wasn't that Xu Yuan had a problem, but rather that he felt Tang San had one.

He had lived for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen someone ask another person to woo their future wife.

Tang San, you're truly something else.

God King Tang San said to Xu Yuan in the Sea of Consciousness, "Xu Yuan, get on good terms with that girl named Xiao Wu."

He understood Xiao Wu far too well; taking her down would be an absolute breeze.

As long as Xu Yuan followed his instructions, he could make Xiao Wu fall head over heels for him within six years.

Xu Yuan: "..."

The corner of Xu Yuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't respond.

He glanced at Wang Sheng, who was still groaning on the floor, then looked at Xiao Wu, who wore a smug expression with her little tiger tooth glinting, and felt that this development was truly absurd.

Seeing that Xu Yuan remained silent, God King Tang San assumed he was hesitating and hurriedly continued to persuade him: "Xu Yuan, just listen to me. Xiao Wu is a kind-hearted girl with a lively personality; she is a perfect match for you."

God King Tang San wouldn't be anxious about other matters, but when it came to Xiao Wu, he was naturally impatient.

Xu Yuan sighed helplessly and decided to play along with God King Tang San, pretending to believe his words. "Fine, since you say Xiao Wu is my future wife, I'll give it a try. But you have to guide me properly; I don't know the first thing about chasing girls."

Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, her gaze sweeping over the others in the dormitory before finally landing on Xu Yuan, her eyes brightening: "Hey, are you a newcomer too? My name is Xiao Wu, the Wu of dancing."

Xu Yuan snapped out of his thoughts and nodded, saying: "Yes, my name is Xu Yuan."

Xiao Wu walked up to Xu Yuan and said: "Xu Yuan, call me Boss, and I'll look after you from now on."

For some reason, looking at the boy in front of her, she felt a certain attraction that made her take a great liking to him.

At this moment, the voice of Tang San rang out: "Don't call her that. The two of you should have a fight and let Xiao Wu see your strength."

Hearing Tang San's words, Xu Yuan felt a bit helpless, so he said to Xiao Wu: "Let's have a fight; whoever wins will be the boss."

Hearing Xu Yuan's words, Xiao Wu felt that this boy named Xu Yuan was very much to her liking.

If he had simply called her boss, her interest in him would have dropped by at least half.