Seventh Dorm

The dormitory building was the only one, easy to find, and housed both students and teachers of the academy.

As Master Su Yuntao had said, very few people could become Soul Masters with Innate Soul Power. Without the grassroots efforts of the Martial Soul Hall, tirelessly helping awaken Martial Souls in the countryside, there would be even fewer Soul Masters.

This was especially true in a remote city like Nuoding.

Su Ming walked on the road to the dormitory, thinking more and more that the Martial Soul Hall shouldn't be destroyed just like that, as he himself was a beneficiary.

Even if it were to be destroyed, they should at least inherit the Martial Soul Hall's model for awakening Martial Souls among the rural lower class.

It couldn't be like ten thousand years later, when Huo Yuhao went to the military camp and the old soldiers didn't even know what a Martial Soul was.

The total number of students and teachers in the academy wasn't large, and one dormitory building could easily accommodate them all.

Su Ming soon arrived at the entrance of the Seventh Dorm. Having read the original work, he naturally knew what was coming next.

As he pushed the door open, the children who had been chattering and laughing all turned their gazes towards him. A boy, clearly two heads taller than Su Ming, walked over and asked, "Newcomer, a Work-Study Student?"

"Yes, my name is Su Ming, from Saint Soul Village. My Martial Soul is Cloud, with Innate Soul Power level 6."

Upon hearing Innate Soul Power level 6, all the children immediately cast envious glances. Everyone in this dorm was a Work-Study Student, and every single one of them was a rural child who had luckily possessed Soul Power. They were all extremely envious. The best Martial Soul among them was Wang Sheng's War Tiger, with Innate Soul Power level 2.

Wang Sheng's voice, tinged with a hint of apprehension, said, "Well, the rule in our Seventh Dorm is that newcomers must fight the boss. How about we spar?"

Hearing the slightly trembling voice, Su Ming said to everyone, "I know this rule. I inquired about it when I arrived. Because we Work-Study Students are often looked down upon, we must be united."

"If you are bullied, you can come to me. My Martial Soul leans towards support and can help you heal. As for fighting, you don't need to. You can continue to be the boss."

"Moreover, this year, two people from my village awakened Innate Soul Power. Another one even has a Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power."

"When I was registering, he had already gone in to register. He'll be here soon, and you can fight him then."

After speaking, Su Ming walked directly towards an empty bed in the corner of the Seventh Dorm. Upon reaching the bed, he put down the school uniform and luggage he had just received and began to prepare to make his bed.

Wang Sheng, on the other side, understood the meaning behind Su Ming's words and quickly came over to help. After all, he was a healing-type student, and also a Work-Study Student. If he got injured later, he could find Su Ming for help.

With Wang Sheng's help, they quickly tidied up.

As soon as they finished tidying up, there was a knock on the door from outside. Hearing the knock, Su Ming immediately knew who it was and said to Wang Sheng.

"This must be the one from our village with the Innate Full Soul Power Martial Soul, the Blue Silver Grass. According to the rules of the Seventh Dorm, you go and fight him."

Upon hearing Innate Full Soul Power, but with the Martial Soul being Blue Silver Grass, Wang Sheng, though disbelieving, still prepared to open the door. Before Wang Sheng could walk over, the door was pushed open.

Everyone looked towards the doorway. A small boy in patched clothing stood at the entrance, carrying his luggage and school uniform. It was Tang San.

Wang Sheng walked over.

"You're Tang San? Innate Full Soul Power, but your Martial Soul is the trash Blue Silver Grass."

Hearing this person accurately state his Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power, Tang San's gaze immediately shifted to Su Ming, who had followed him.

"This Wang Sheng is the boss of the Seventh Dorm. Newcomers have to fight him to determine who the new boss will be."

"As for the reason, I'll explain it to you after the fight."

Tang San walked into the dormitory and glanced around, then looked at Wang Sheng next to Su Ming, who was clearly more robust than the others.

Seeing Tang San look over, Wang Sheng asked, "Why aren't you speaking? Is your Innate Soul Power really full? Is your Martial Soul really Blue Silver Grass?"

"My name is Tang San, my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my Innate Soul Power is full."

"What, it's really Blue Silver Grass? And Innate Full Soul Power? I didn't believe it when Su Ming introduced himself just now. How can such a trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass be cultivated, let alone someone like you with Innate Full Soul Power?"

Hearing that Tang San's Martial Soul was indeed Blue Silver Grass, the straightforward Wang Sheng blurted it out.

Hearing the mockery, Tang San, who had been preparing for a normal fight, immediately initiated with a zero-frame start. Simple movements with both hands already employed the Tang Sect's ultimate skill, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. He took a step forward, pushed forward with both hands, and directly knocked Wang Sheng down.

Wang Sheng, lying on the ground, naturally refused to accept defeat. Without any hesitation, he got up and directly performed Martial Soul Possession.

"My name is Wang Sheng, my Martial Soul is War Tiger, level 9 Soul Scholar."

Tang San, seeing this, naturally did the same.

"My name is Tang San, my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, Innate Full Soul Power."

Wang Sheng let out a low roar, his Martial Soul possessed him, and the phantom image of a War Tiger appeared. Yellow light surged around him, and with a tiger-like ferocity, he threw a punch at Tang San.

Tang San's footsteps were steady. He neither dodged nor evaded, lightly meeting the punch with his hands, using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds of brute force.

Wang Sheng's punches were fierce, but each was neutralized by Mysterious Jade Hand and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng knew he couldn't continue like this and directly unleashed a Fierce Tiger Pounce.

Tang San used the force to guide, his wrist flicked lightly, dodging the pounce and appearing to Wang Sheng's left. At this moment, Wang Sheng was in mid-air, pouncing. Seeing this, Tang San bent his leg, raised his knee sharply, and kicked Wang Sheng heavily.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng endured, knowing he couldn't dodge. He prepared to take the hit squarely.

Tang San, about to kick Wang Sheng, slowed down his force and kicked Wang Sheng to the ground. Although the fall wasn't light, it was better than breaking bones.

Although this fall wasn't light, Wang Sheng struggled for a long time on the ground before finally getting up.

Su Ming, watching from behind, saw that Tang San had won and quickly came to Wang Sheng's side to explain.

"Oh dear, Tang San, it's like this. Every Work-Study Student who comes here has to face this."

"We are Work-Study Students, originally bullied and looked down upon by other students, so we must be united."

"That's why there's this rule: if you can win, you become the new boss and protect everyone; if you can't win, you will be protected by everyone."

As he spoke, Su Ming quickly went to help Wang Sheng up. After helping Wang Sheng to his feet, Su Ming summoned his Martial Soul. A cloud appeared above Wang Sheng's head and began to drizzle.

Drenched by the rain, Wang Sheng felt himself and found the pain had lessened. Wang Sheng was a little dumbfounded. Snapping back to reality, Wang Sheng knew this wasn't the time to chat and immediately walked over to Tang San to explain.

"Tang San, you defeated me. From now on, you're the boss of our Seventh Dorm."

Tang San quickly waved his hands, saying, "I'm here to learn, not to be the boss."

Wang Sheng said seriously, "This is the rule. Whoever's fist is harder is the boss. Do you think being the boss is easy? I'm not being modest. Look." As he spoke, he pulled up the sleeves of his school uniform.

What was revealed were a pair of wheat-colored arms, completely free of any scars. It should be known that originally, there were as many as seven or eight bruises on his arms, all of which had now disappeared.

Wang Sheng looked at Su Ming in shock. Seeing this, Su Ming explained.

"This is my Martial Soul, Cloud. I've figured out two skills so far: one is flight, and the other is healing."