Why Are You City People So Bad

Zhou Changxi did not expect Tang Wulin to strike at him directly. He only reacted when Tang Wulin's fist was right in front of his face, but it was already too late to defend. Still, he didn't believe that this single punch from Tang Wulin could do much to him.

However, when Tang Wulin's fist slammed into his body, Zhou Changxi regretted it.

"Bang!"

Zhou Changxi felt as if he had been struck by a soul-guided vehicle, and then he flew out through the dormitory window, landing on the playground outside.

Tang Wulin remained in his punching posture, his face flushed red, and it seemed as if something was surging beneath his skin.

"Oh no!" Yao Lao seemed to sense something. He appeared before Tang Wulin and quickly condensed a cluster of ghostly white flames at his fingertip, tapping it against the center of Tang Wulin's brow.

Instantly, Tang Wulin's eyes regained their clarity, and the surging fire in his heart slowly subsided.

Seeing this, Yao Lao returned to the Spirit Ring.

Yun Xiao, who was sitting to the side, saw Tang Wulin send Zhou Changxi flying with a single punch and retreated a few steps in fear. He had noticed that Tang Wulin hadn't even used his martial soul for that strike.

Tang Wulin glanced at Yun Xiao but said nothing, simply crouching down to collect his belongings.

But just as Tang Wulin reached for the quilt embroidered with small flowers, a foot stepped onto one of the flowers.

"Why are you city people so mean!"

Tang Wulin was already in a fit of rage, and seeing someone dare to step on his things, he rose and threw a punch at the youth.

However, this person's reaction was significantly faster than Zhou Changxi's. He simply tilted his body to the side, and Tang Wulin's punch missed.

That wasn't all; after dodging the punch, the youth raised his palm and struck at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin was already off-balance, and after being struck like that, he lost his footing completely and fell to the ground.

"Bastard!"

Tang Wulin cursed in anger. A golden soul ring appeared around him, and his martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, along with his spirit, Golden Scale, manifested in his hands.

"A century-old soul ring!" Yun Xiao was shocked to see Tang Wulin's soul ring.

The youth merely snorted coldly, a century-old soul ring appearing beneath his feet as well, and a golden dagger materialized in his hand.

"Another century-old soul ring!" Yun Xiao shouted in surprise once more.

"Thrust."

This was Tang Wulin's first soul skill. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass shot toward the youth like sharp blades.

The youth did not panic; he moved his feet slightly and swung his dagger, cutting through all the Blue Silver Grass aimed at him.

"Is that it? And here I thought you were something special!" The youth laughed dismissively.

But just then, the Blue Silver Grass that had been severed suddenly turned soft, a detail the youth failed to notice.

In an instant, the softened Blue Silver Grass grabbed the youth's ankles.

The youth's eyes narrowed, and he prepared to swing his dagger to cut the grass from his feet.

But Tang Wulin would not give him the chance.

Tang Wulin controlled the Blue Silver Grass beneath the youth's feet and pulled back sharply, causing the youth to lose his balance immediately.

"Bang!"

The youth braced his hands on the floor while his legs were pulled into the air by the Blue Silver Grass. Although he hadn't fallen completely, the state was effectively the same.

Tang Wulin did not let this perfect opportunity slip by; he clenched his fist and struck the youth's backside.

"Wait a second!"

The youth tried to call out to Tang Wulin, but Tang Wulin, blinded by rage, wasn't about to listen!

"Bang!"

Another person lay on the playground outside the window, and a crowd quickly gathered around.

"My god, what kind of monster is this guy? He took care of two people just like that, and one of them even had a century-old soul ring. If I'm not mistaken, his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, right? Since when is Blue Silver Grass this powerful?"

Tang Wulin's strength had completely shattered Yun Xiao's worldview. He was now very glad he hadn't touched any of Tang Wulin's things.

The commotion soon attracted the teacher in charge of the academy.

Ten minutes later.

The four people from the dormitory stood in a row inside the dean's office.

"You four are really something, fighting on the very first day of school." Dean Long Hengxu stood before them, his tone sounding quite impressed.

Yun Xiao had already explained the ins and outs of the situation.

Long Hengxu's gaze rested on Tang Wulin: "You kid, taking on two people at once is quite impressive! Considering they provoked you first, I won't punish you, but you did break the dormitory property, so you will have to pay for it. I'll have the dorm manager calculate the cost later."

Tang Wulin nodded, accepting Long Hengxu's judgment.

"As for you two, since you provoked Tang Wulin first, you are each fined ten thousand Federal Coins."

"Ten thousand!" Zhou Changxi's eyes widened at the figure. His family background wasn't great, and ten thousand Federal Coins was indeed a lot for him.

The youth to the side, however, didn't react much to the number; he just kept rubbing his backside. Tang Wulin's punch had landed right there, and it still hurt like hell.

"And you, Yun Xiao."

"Teacher, I didn't participate in the fight!"

Long Hengxu snorted coldly. "You didn't participate, that's true, but as roommates, it was wrong of you to just watch them fight. I'm fining you thirty percent of Tang Wulin's compensation."

"Fine!" Yun Xiao said, pouting.

The four of them returned to their dormitory in silence.

Tang Wulin quietly gathered the belongings he still had scattered on the floor, then said to Zhou Changxi, who was sitting on the lower bunk, "You sleep on top."

"Why should I?" Zhou Changxi was still somewhat defiant.

Tang Wulin glared fiercely at Zhou Changxi.

Instantly, Zhou Changxi seemed to recall the scene of himself being sent flying earlier, so he had no choice but to move his things to the upper bunk.

"You go up there too!" the youth on the other side said indifferently to Yun Xiao.

"Oh, right, right, right!" Yun Xiao knew very well that although this guy couldn't beat Tang Wulin, he could certainly beat him; after all, the guy possessed a century-old soul ring.

Before long, a young teacher wearing the academy uniform walked in.

He took a look at the damage in the dormitory and kept writing in a small notebook.

"You guys are really something, starting a group fight on the first day of school. I heard you even took on two people at once! Truly impressive." The young teacher looked at Tang Wulin as he spoke.

"However, impressive or not, you still have to pay for what you broke. The repairs for the window, wall, and floor come to a total of twenty-five thousand Federal Coins."

After saying this, the young teacher tore off a slip of paper and handed it to Tang Wulin.

"So much!" Tang Wulin's eyes widened as he looked at the repair cost written on the slip.

Zhou Changxi, standing to the side, couldn't help but twitch upon hearing the price. His hostility toward Tang Wulin dropped significantly; after all, they were both from poor families.

"Pay the fine to the Dean's office within a month, or else, you're expelled!"

The young teacher left the dormitory after saying this.