Tang Hao's Suspicion, Dormitory Seven's Turmoil

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang did not notice that just as they were heading toward the academic affairs office, a figure in grey robes emerged from the shade of the trees.

He watched the direction in which Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had departed, his brows furrowed tightly.

How is this possible? Little San actually possesses Twin Martial Souls? Does he not know? Or is he deliberately keeping it from me?

This grey-robed figure was none other than Tang Hao; he still could not set his mind at ease regarding Tang San, so he had followed to take a look.

Then, he had witnessed the conversation between Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, and even saw Tang San reveal his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Hao knew better than anyone the power of the Clear Sky Hammer; it was, after all, the number one tool martial soul under heaven.

If nurtured properly, Tang San's future achievements might even surpass his own.

I never expected the Grandmaster to be in Nuoding City as well. If not for him, I fear I would have been kept in the dark by Little San!

Leaving Little San to be trained by the Grandmaster puts my mind at ease.

But why on earth would Little San hide it from me? Was he instigated by someone? Or does he hold a grudge against me? Tang Hao speculated.

Tang Hao recalled his attitude toward Tang San over the past few years and suddenly felt a bit awkward.

Have I truly been a bit too harsh on Little San?

But recalling the respectful and obedient way Tang San treated him, Tang Hao felt it was not Tang San's fault.

Little San is a good child. Even if he hid it from me on purpose, someone must have led him astray! Tang Hao thought to himself.

Li Ping'an had finished purchasing his daily necessities and stood at the entrance of Dormitory Seven, though he was in no rush to enter.

He remembered that Dormitory Seven had a rule: new work-study students had to fight the leader of the work-study students.

My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I have no attached soul rings; I am not suited for combat!

So, it is better for me to wait for Tang San to arrive. Let Tang San go fight Wang Sheng and become the leader; surely Tang San wouldn't beat me up?

Not long after, Li Ping'an saw Tang San carrying a set of school uniforms.

"Tang San, you're finally here? That Grandmaster didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "No, the Grandmaster has taken me as his disciple. Li Ping'an, why aren't you going in?"

At this moment, he was struggling with what to use to show filial piety to Yu Xiaogang, earn filial points, and exchange them for soul power.

With Tang Hao absent, he could only find a way to obtain rewards from Yu Xiaogang.

But before that, I must first understand if Yu Xiaogang is truly as incompetent as the system claims!

He was a person who respected his teachers and valued the Way; how could he harm a teacher without cause?

Even in his past life, he had never raised a hand against his sect, but instead left behind a Buddha Fury Tang Lotus that he had meticulously crafted.

"We are from the same village, so of course we must stick together. I was waiting here for you so we could go in together!" Li Ping'an said.

Only then did Tang San remember that Old Jack had told them earlier that day to look out for one another.

"Alright then, let's go in together!" Tang San said.

"After you!"

Li Ping'an stepped aside to clear the path, letting Tang San go first. Tang San did not decline; he pushed open the door and walked into Dormitory Seven.

The work-study students' dormitory was not small, and since few people lived there, it looked even more spacious than the other dormitories, despite the dated decor.

Several work-study students were either cultivating on their beds, resting, or chatting.

But after Tang San pushed the door open and entered, the several work-study students all turned their gazes toward him in unison.

Tang San and Li Ping'an were holding school uniforms in their hands and wearing worn-out clothes; they were clearly dressed as work-study students.

Wang Sheng stood up, walked over, and asked, "Are you the new work-study students? I am Wang Sheng, the leader of Dormitory Seven!"

Tang San nodded and said, "My name is Tang San, a new work-study student."

Li Ping'an also followed up, "My name is Li Ping'an."

Wang Sheng nodded and said, "Since you are work-study students, then you must follow the rules of the work-study students."

"New work-study students must have a fight with me. Whoever loses must acknowledge the winner as their leader!"

"My martial soul is War Tiger; what are your martial souls?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. I came here to study, not to fight with you!"

"My martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass!" Li Ping'an added.

Seeing that both of their martial souls were Blue Silver Grass, Wang Sheng felt they were soft targets; he had decided he would definitely crush these two pushovers.

"How laughable, since when does Blue Silver Grass get to attend a Soul Master Academy?"

Wang Sheng laughed out loud, and as he was the leader, the other work-study students in the dormitory joined in the jeering.

"Make your move and fight me!"

Tang San shook his head and insisted, "I don't want to fight you!"

Wang Sheng was not about to let Tang San off the hook. Seeing that Tang San would not agree, he reached out directly and shoved Tang San's shoulder.

Tang San utilized Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, dodging Wang Sheng's attack with a single step.

Seeing that Tang San had drawn Wang Sheng's fire, Li Ping'an went to a corner to find a bed and set down his luggage.

He tidied his bedding while watching the two of them fight.

It seems my strategy of waiting for Tang San was correct! Li Ping'an thought to himself.

Although Wang Sheng was only an eleven or twelve-year-old child, his physique was quite sturdy due to his cultivation of a beast martial soul.

With his own level two and a half Blue Silver Grass and no training in combat, he would only be a punching bag in front of Wang Sheng.

Not long after, Wang Sheng was thrown onto a bed by Tang San using the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon technique, making a complete fool of himself.

"How is this possible!" Wang Sheng's eyes turned red.

He hadn't expected that the soft persimmon he tried to squeeze would turn out to be an iron ball.

Wang Sheng scrambled up from the bed, activating his War Tiger martial soul, his body radiating a yellow glow of soul power.

Although he could not yet perform Martial Soul Possession, he could make preliminary use of his martial soul's power.

With a tiger's roar, Wang Sheng charged toward Tang San like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

But Tang San possessed level ten soul power and the unique skills of the Tang Sect from his previous life; how could he fear such tricks?

He tossed his school uniform onto an empty bed, lowered his waist and hips, and executed a Thousand Catty Drop.

Then, his hands took on a jade-like color as he employed the Tang Sect's Mysterious Jade Hand, directly pinning Wang Sheng down and flipping him onto the ground with a forceful shove.

Wang Sheng's counterattack not only failed to regain his face but caused him to lose it even more thoroughly.

However, he also sobered up, realizing that he was no match for Tang San regardless of what he did.

Wang Sheng struggled to his feet, covered in dust, his initial arrogance long since vanished.

He remained silent for a moment, then cupped his hands toward Tang San, his voice hoarse but sincere: "I lost! From today on, you are the boss of Dormitory Seven!"

Tang San shook his head and said, "I don't want to be any boss; I just don't want any trouble. From now on, let's just live in peace."

"That won't do, Boss, you don't understand..." Wang Sheng hurriedly explained the origin of the rules in Dormitory Seven to Tang San.

Li Ping'an had no interest in listening, so he quietly finished making his bed.

He wanted to be invisible, but at that very moment, they turned their attention toward him.

"Li Ping'an, you are also a new work-study student. According to the rules, you have to fight Boss Tang San!" Wang Sheng said.

"Ah? Me? That shouldn't be necessary, right?" Li Ping'an shook his head.

"My martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power isn't as high as Tang San's. No matter how we fight, I'll lose!"

Li Ping'an looked at Tang San, but Tang San didn't speak, instead looking toward Wang Sheng.

This Tang San, does he want to beat me up?

Li Ping'an realized his miscalculation; he hadn't expected that while Tang San seemed uninterested in being the boss, it was actually just because the time hadn't come yet.

No way, fighting Tang San is worse than fighting Xiao Wu! Li Ping'an prepared to stall for time.