Hooligan Rabbit? Teacher Xiao Wu!

Tang San and Xiao Wu's duel ended as expected: Xiao Wu won.

Without using Hidden Weapons, Tang San could only expect to lose more often than he won against Xiao Wu at this stage, especially with the way her Soft Technique could catch an opponent off guard on their first encounter.

When their Soul Power cultivation was about equal, Xiao Wu's burst damage against a single opponent was still incredibly powerful.

Jiang Jiu mulled over the techniques Xiao Wu had just demonstrated: the quick kicks that seized the initiative, the deft way she had deflected Tang San's Iron Mountain Lean, and finally, her throwing techniques that turned her opponent's momentum against him.

The whole sequence had flowed like water.

When it came to a Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Master's combat skills, he really did have to learn from Xiao Wu.

Although later on, every fight turned into a clash of energy blasts, and relying on physical combat alone became somewhat outdated, it was absolutely essential to have practical combat skills in the early stages.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu had completed the handover of Dorm Seven's leadership amid the chatter of Wang Sheng, Tang San, and the others.

"The boss? So I'll be your boss from now on."

"Hmm, do I have to spar with the new students as the boss, too?"

"Then, Xiao Jiu, how about you and me?"

Xiao Wu had accepted Dorm Seven's rules very quickly—or rather, those rules suited her perfectly.

She was curious about the special "popularity" Jiang Jiu seemed to have.

Setting his bundle and uniform aside, Jiang Jiu's body flashed with red light as he directly activated his Martial Soul.

Just as I thought! Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled.

She hadn't expected Jiang Jiu would most likely hunt a rabbit-type Soul Beast in the future. Right now, she felt nothing but a sense of closeness toward him.

She began her own Martial Soul Possession. Nearly identical red light appeared, both their eyes turned red, and their white rabbit ears looked remarkably alike.

"Rabbits? Two of them?" the work-study students cried out. Could this guy and their new boss be related?

Two people with the same Beast Martial Soul clashing on the first day of school—it was thrilling.

The only disappointing thing was that there wasn't the slightest hint of "bullying" in the scene.

Xiao Wu was all smiles, her whole manner carefree and relaxed. She didn't look like she was fighting; it was more like she was chatting with a close girlfriend.

"Xiao Jiu, our Martial Souls look the same!"

Bouncing around, Xiao Wu reached out to touch Jiang Jiu's ears.

Jiang Jiu stepped back to dodge her hand, his expression of mild surprise fading at just the right moment.

Honestly, Xiao Wu's movements hadn't been very fast just then, but Jiang Jiu still felt considerable pressure.

Jiang Jiu had barely ever gotten into a fight in either of his two lives. After seeing Xiao Wu's incredibly fluid sacrifice throw, he had completely forgotten that she was a six-year-old girl.

The way she strolled about with such ease—she was absolutely a judo master.

No openings. How was he supposed to fight her?

While everyone else who crossed over into Douluo was flinging Soul Skills around, Jiang Jiu was pondering the most down-to-earth techniques for a brawl.

Thinking it over, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and even Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing all had inherited close-combat techniques. Ma Hongjun was a walking artillery platform, while Ning Rongrong and Oscar were both support types.

For commoners, being a long-range artillery-type Power Attack System Soul Master was the most popular choice. In a sense, the existence of Soul Skills had actually narrowed the gap between grassroots Soul Masters and those from powerful families. If inherited techniques were monopolized too, it would be a real nightmare.

"Don't be shy!" The hooligan rabbit started pressing him, and Jiang Jiu kept dodging.

The scene felt all wrong. For a moment, Jiang Jiu almost felt as though an older woman were teasing him.

He couldn't take it anymore.

A straight punch!

His form was terribly sloppy, but with Soul Power behind it, the punch still had some force.

It just went to show that when you actually got into a fight, it was hard not to give yourself away. Ideals and reality were worlds apart.

"Oh, Xiao Jiu wants to touch my ears too?"

"You could've just said so. It's not like I wouldn't let you!"

Xiao Wu wore an utterly harmless smile, but her hand easily curled around the fist coming toward her.

Jiang Jiu felt as though his fist and arm had sunk into a swamp. He couldn't break free or pull back.

With her Soft Technique, Xiao Wu could toy with anyone who was weaker than her in strength and Soul Power. Even against stronger opponents, she could turn their own force against them.

As long as the difference wasn't too great, she could gain a huge advantage. Or rather, if there wasn't a gap in rank, once she got her hands on you like this, getting thrown was practically inevitable.

The good news was that Xiao Wu hadn't immediately used a sequence of moves that ended with her springing behind him, driving a knee into his waist, and kicking him away like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

The bad news was that a force tugged along his arm, pulling his whole body forward. He was now pressed extremely close to Xiao Wu, almost nose to nose.

"They feel really nice, hehe."

Jiang Jiu couldn't say what it felt like to have the rabbit ears formed by his Martial Soul touched. But he wasn't one to take a loss, so he reached out with his other hand to grab Xiao Wu's ears.

"Eep! Why does it feel like this?" Xiao Wu blushed slightly and dismissed her Martial Soul Possession. The rabbit ears her Martial Soul had created were far more sensitive than she'd expected. It felt completely different from when her mother had stroked them.

Jiang Jiu followed her lead and dismissed his Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul as well. There was no need to keep taking a one-sided beating.

The work-study students glanced at one another, unsure what to make of this kind of "bullying."

The scene looked lovely, sure—but there wasn't a hint of hostility.

In the end, Wang Sheng was the first to applaud.

"Boss is mighty!"

The others hurriedly joined in, and Tang San clapped along with them. Still, he felt a little strange. Just moments earlier, Xiao Wu had thrown him flat on his back with a single move, though the Mysterious Heaven Skill had protected him from any real harm.

"Alright, alright." Xiao Wu waved her hand, putting on airs again as Sister Xiao Wu mode returned.

The "bullying" segment was over, and things went back to normal. The members of Dorm Seven began properly introducing themselves.

"Will you people ever let us live!"

Of the three newcomers, two were at rank ten and one at rank eight. Their strongest veteran was Wang Sheng at rank nine, and everyone else was weaker than Jiang Jiu.

Before they had time to dwell on it, a teacher with pale green hair arrived to deliver the bedding Yu Xiaogang had given Tang San, and to assign the work-study students their tasks.

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, first looking at the small bundle she had brought, then at the large bundle Jiang Jiu had carried in.

Just as she'd expected, Jiang Jiu pulled bedding out of it and prepared to make his bed.

"Ahem. Xiao Jiu, can we talk about something?"

"Go ahead." Jiang Jiu made his bed with practiced ease.

He hadn't gotten into many fights, but he had no trouble with housework.

"Let's share a bed!"

They had the same Martial Soul and were good "girlfriends," so there shouldn't be a problem. Xiao Wu thought this with confidence.

"Men and women shouldn't be so familiar with each other."

"Huh? What? I'm a girl!" Xiao Wu was confused at first, then finally understood. She reached a hand down to check.

Jiang Jiu: "?"

"So I really am... a boy. A boy... Maybe a boy is even better?" Xiao Wu murmured to herself, her eyes growing brighter and brighter as if she'd thought of something.

"Could you let go of my hand first?"

This wasn't like when she'd grabbed his ears earlier. Right now, Jiang Jiu didn't feel tough at all.

"Oh, right." Xiao Wu let go and hid her hand behind her back.

For some reason, she felt as though the clever part of her brain had claimed the high ground.

"How about we make a deal? I'll teach you my Soft Technique." When she'd dealt with Tang San cleanly earlier, she'd kept a good part of her attention on Jiang Jiu. She could tell how badly he wanted to get stronger.