Bowing Down

Xiao Wu looked harmless, delicate like a little white rabbit, soft and adorable, but her actual physical constitution was far stronger than that of a one-ring Soul Master with a four-hundred-year Soul Ring.

The first few Soul Rings of a transformed spirit beast were equivalent to self-generated Soul Rings—not only were they one hundred percent compatible, but their age could also be precisely capped at the true limit of her own endurance.

The key point was that she didn't know how to hold back; she used all her strength with every move, her eyes glowing red with excitement.

Like a tiger among sheep, she kicked each kid down one by one.

In the blink of an eye, from the moment Huang Tian made his move, in less than ten seconds, the aristocratic students who had been swaggering just moments ago were tumbling down the stairs, writhing like maggots with their heads clutched.

At some point, the entire cafeteria of three hundred people, all eating at once, fell into dead silence except for a few sobs.

Chopsticks hovered mid-air, half-open mouths stopped mid-chew, heads tilted, eyes staring blankly at the stairs.

At the serving window, several heads poked out, their expressions so vivid it was as if a single sentence was written on their faces: "Damn, these youngsters."

Two teachers were eating on the second floor; they came out to check after hearing the commotion, originally intending to scold, but upon seeing the scene, they silently shut their mouths.

After all, Xiao Chenyu had already obtained a Soul Ring—if he couldn't fight back, it could only mean one thing: his opponent had also obtained a Soul Ring.

And it was very likely a hundred-year Soul Ring, otherwise the age gap couldn't be overcome.

Huang Tian stood with his arms crossed in the middle of the stairs, saying nothing, his gaze calm without a trace of pride, quietly waiting for his opponent's next move.

Many people in the cafeteria were also waiting.

After about another ten-plus seconds, Xiao Chenyu finally struggled to get up from the ground.

By now, he had practically become the Antarctic Immortal—his face pale, a blood bump bigger than a fist on his forehead, its surface glistening with oil.

As Xiao Chenyu rose, a few others forced themselves up and huddled close beside him.

A row of six or seven Antarctic Immortals—the scene looked quite ridiculous, but no one dared to laugh.

One of them, carefully choosing his words, timidly suggested:

"Boss, how about we activate our Martial Souls?"

Xiao Chenyu turned his head to look, his gaze both speechless and helpless.

"You might as well just shut up."

"Activate the Martial Soul or don't—what does 'how about we activate' even mean?"

"Choosing a very cowardly form of not being cowardly between being cowardly and not? Half-coward?"

Just as these words landed, When everyone's nerves were stretched taut, there was a sudden bang at the entrance, startling many.

Xiao Chenyu's whole body trembled violently, his neck stiff as he turned his head, only to see Wang Sheng's hands turned into tiger claws, tiger fur sprouting from his body, and a conspicuous white "king" character among the black hair on his head.

He had actually activated his Martial Soul Possession.

A few other senior Work-Study Students also gathered toward Wang Sheng, showing a united front, but Tang San was not among them.

Xiao Chenyu's eyelids twitched first, then he let out a long breath, took a deep look, turned back to face the front, and slowly took two steps forward.

Under the gaze of the crowd, amid Xiao Wu's excited eyes, Wang Sheng and the Work-Study Students' tension, and the other nobles' anxiety, He straightened his body, smoothed his clothes, then bent his waist straight down to ninety degrees, his voice utterly sincere:

"I'm sorry, I was blind and disrespectful. Can you just let this little one go like a fart?"

The whole crowd was once again dumbfounded.

Wang Sheng immediately canceled his Martial Soul, a look of relief on his face.

Xiao Wu called out disdainfully:

"Ew, boring, so boring."

She had hoped the opponent would be tougher, so she could happily beat up a punching bag again.

In less than three seconds, five or six more people bent over like shrimp, their voices loud as if afraid of being seen as insincere.

"We're sorry!"

A few others tried to get up but failed.

"Find a healing Soul Master so you don't end up with lasting injuries. The rest of you wait until I finish eating."

Huang Tian smiled faintly, gestured toward the entrance with his hand, then turned and walked up to the second floor. Wang Sheng and the others immediately cheered, hopping and skipping as they followed.

After they left, a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a zombie-like face entered from the door, found Tang San, and asked:

"What just happened?"

While waiting for the food to be served, Huang Tian casually opened the virtual screen to check his gains.

The reward information had already refreshed:

[Defeat Tang San]: You defeated Tang San in an almost overwhelming manner, inflicting severe physical pain and psychological pressure on the opponent.

Reward: Achievement Points +10000

[Suppress the Small Fry]: You instantly defeated the school bully group led by Xiao Chenyu, effectively rectifying the atmosphere at Nuoding Academy.

Achievement Points +500

[Current Achievement Points Balance]: 43192

"Only ten thousand points?"

Dismissing the suppression of petty troublemakers, Huang Tian stared disappointedly at the words "Defeated Tang San," a strange ache stirring in his heart.

Pure and Innocent San was the biggest and most disgusting villain in the entire Douluo series—countless billions had died because of him. What could ten thousand points even do?

He had been hoping that after beating Xiao Sanzi, he could give Xiao Wu a power-up. At this rate of ten thousand per increase, when would he ever save up enough for a down payment?

Xiao Wu had basically already been snatched away successfully, so forgetting the "power-up" was one thing, but the real issue was that they were about to head to Heaven Dou City, where a whole bunch of future wives were also waiting for their "power-ups."

The Achievement Points rewarded from entering Xiao Wu's dream were exactly the starting capital for women like Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er, Liu Erlong, and Qian Renxue.

He had only managed to transmigrate once, and he didn't want to leave any regrets. So, not a single one could be missing.

A family should be whole and complete.

"How can this snowball ever get rolling if it won't pick up speed?"

"No way. I'll have to make things tough for Bie San and Gangzi."

Having made his decision internally, he happened to see Tang San coming up from the first floor.

He had already been fully healed by a healing-type Soul Master, his complexion no longer gloomy, looking full of energy.

Those injuries were brutal, sure, but they hadn't reached the bones or tendons, so they weren't difficult for a two-ring teacher.

A certain someone immediately grinned like a blooming flower.

"Xiao Sanzi, let's fight again after dinner. This academy is too weak—you're the only one who barely qualifies as my opponent."

Tang San's expression stiffened, his head instantly shaking like a rattle drum, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"No way. I can't beat you."

"Come on, last time you only lost because of Soul Rings, not because you were outskilled. How about this time we both fight without using our martial souls or soul skills?"

Pure and Innocent San froze, his face showing disbelief mixed with a strange wariness.

If soul skills were off the table, and without that spear that could freely extend and retract, Huang Tian had plenty of strength but lacked technique—defeating him would indeed be no problem.

But his instincts told him something was off, so he neither agreed nor refused.

"Why are you so obsessed with dueling? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"

"My teacher said she's never seen a Soul Master as useless as me. She also said I'm the worst student she's ever taught. I need to train hard and work hard so I can earn her respect one day."

"Huh?"

Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Xiao Wu's eyes went wide as saucers.