A Strange and Sensual Ending

Two hands of similar size clasped together in the dim light of Dorm Seven.

Xiao Wu's hand was soft and cold, a thin layer of sweat clinging to her palm from the tension.

Su Yu's hand was warm and steady, without the slightest tremor.

This handshake signified that Xiao Wu had finally come to terms with the reality before her.

She set aside the pride of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and temporarily shelved her plans for vengeance and rebirth, agreeing to become Su Yu's ace enforcer in this chaotic world.

"Very good, a wise choice."

Su Yu released her hand and said calmly.

Just as the two reached a consensus, a discordant voice suddenly exploded in the dormitory.

"Hey! You two have been whispering over there for ages—do I not exist to you?"

Wang Sheng strode over with long, aggressive steps.

Having been intimidated by a single look from Xiao Wu earlier, he felt he had lost significant face.

Now, seeing that Xiao Wu hadn't gone mad but was instead shaking hands with the new kid, his temper as the boss of Dorm Seven could no longer be contained.

He was the oldest and strongest among these work-study students.

If he let two new brats ignore him today, how would he ever hold his ground in Dorm Seven again?

Wang Sheng walked behind Xiao Wu and reached out a hand like a palm-leaf fan, grabbing for her shoulder: "New girl, did you treat what I said earlier like wind in your ears? Get over to the corner and scrub the latrine, or I'll have to teach you a lesson today!"

Wang Sheng's tone was arrogant and overbearing, and the lackeys behind him began to clamor as well, trying to regain the ground they had lost earlier.

Xiao Wu's brows instantly knitted into a tight knot.

She had just experienced a collapse of her worldview and had her greatest trump card seen through by Su Yu, forcing her to sign a "contract of servitude." She was currently brimming with an unnamed fire with nowhere to vent.

Now, this native brat who didn't even have soul power dared to come and provoke her?

Xiao Wu spun around abruptly, a sharp, icy light erupting from her watery eyes.

"Teach me a lesson? You?"

Xiao Wu let out a cold snort, and her body moved in an instant.

She didn't use any soul power at all; relying solely on the flexibility and combat instincts of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, she charged straight at Wang Sheng's reaching hand.

Wang Sheng only felt a flash of pink before his eyes, and before he could react, Xiao Wu's hands had already seized his arms.

Following that, Xiao Wu's body leaned backward as if she had no bones, her right foot planting precisely against Wang Sheng's lower abdomen.

Waist Bow, activate!

A massive force instantly hoisted Wang Sheng's burly frame into mid-air.

Xiao Wu's movements were fast as lightning and fluid as flowing water.

She gave Wang Sheng no chance to breathe, grabbing his collar with both hands and spinning violently in the air.

First throw!

Wang Sheng's back slammed heavily against the hard floor with a dull, thunderous thud.

"Ah!"

Wang Sheng let out a miserable shriek, feeling as if his internal organs had been shifted out of place.

But this was only the beginning.

Xiao Wu's movements didn't pause for a second; the combo of the Eight-Stage Throw poured down like a violent storm.

Second throw, third throw, fourth throw...

The entire Dorm Seven was filled only with Wang Sheng's shrill screams and the dull thuds of flesh hitting the ground.

On the final strike, Xiao Wu grabbed Wang Sheng's legs, let out a sharp cry, and exerted force from her waist, swinging him like a sandbag and smashing him fiercely against the side wall of the dormitory.

Bang!

With a loud crash, Wang Sheng's tall body was slammed directly into the wall.

Old plaster peeled off in large patches, bricks shattered, and Wang Sheng remained embedded in the wall, his eyes rolling back as white foam bubbled from his mouth, fainting on the spot.

Clean and efficient, without a hint of hesitation.

Dorm Seven fell instantly silent.

The work-study students who had been clamoring just moments ago were now like ducks with their necks pinched, mouths agape, staring wide-eyed at Wang Sheng on the wall.

Several lackeys were so terrified their legs went weak, and they collapsed onto the floor.

They gasped, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads like a waterfall.

What kind of monster was this!

A delicate-looking little girl had just smashed their strongest boss, Wang, straight into the wall!

Tang Wu sat on a bed in the distance, watching this scene, a strong sense of crisis rising in her heart.

She watched as the girl in pink, wearing rabbit ears, brushed the dust off her hands and walked over to Su Yu's side.

Not only was this girl beautiful, but she also had such long legs and was incredibly skilled at fighting.

Most importantly, she had just shaken hands with Brother Yu!

Brother Yu's hands were meant only for her to hold!

A high-level alarm instantly blared in Tang Wu's mind.

She would absolutely not allow anyone to snatch her Brother Yu away!

Like a kitten guarding its food, Tang Wu leaped off the bed and trotted over to Su Yu's side.

Without a moment's hesitation, she reached out and wrapped both arms tightly around Su Yu's left arm.

She pressed her soft, albeit still underdeveloped, chest firmly against Su Yu's arm, her face flushing slightly as she glared at Xiao Wu with hostility in her large eyes, as if declaring her sovereignty.

Seeing Tang Wu's possessive display, Xiao Wu's competitive spirit was instantly ignited.

Although she knew this Tang Wu was not the insidious Tang San from her past life, seeing that face still made her feel uncomfortable.

This naive girl actually dared to challenge her?

Trying to steal her territory?

Not a chance!

Xiao Wu stepped forward, refusing to be outdone, and grabbed Su Yu's right arm.

She deliberately puffed out her chest, her long, shapely legs brushing against Su Yu's legs intentionally, before letting out a dainty huff at Tang Wu, her eyes full of provocation.

Su Yu stood frozen, completely numb.

He was sandwiched between two girls of vastly different styles: the soft and clingy Tang Wu on his left, and the long-legged, fiery Xiao Wu on his right.

Different sensations of softness and elasticity pressed against both his arms, while a faint, maidenly fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

Su Yu sighed helplessly; he had only wanted to recruit a fighter, so how did it suddenly turn into an Asura field?

The surrounding work-study students watched the scene, none daring to make a sound.

After Wang Sheng was defeated in seconds, the position of leader of Dorm Seven had nominally been taken over by this violent rabbit-eared girl.

But as long as they weren't blind, everyone could see that the one who truly called the shots in this dormitory was Su Yu, who sat in the center of the bed with two beautiful girls clinging tightly to his arms.

The first day of academy life drew to a close in this bizarre and sultry atmosphere.