Hearing Xiao Wu's taunt, Xiao Chenyu, standing at the front of the crowd, looked at her with disdain.
"Little bunny, you think you can take me on?" he said, then burst out laughing. Even the lackeys behind him joined in.
How could Xiao Wu put up with being bullied like this? She was a rabbit who'd once been the boss of countless underlings, yet here she was, being mocked by a bunch of little brats.
Her face instantly flushed red!
"Hey, you over there, quit yelling! If you've got the guts, come down here and fight me one-on-one!" Du Hao hurried to step in front of Xiao Wu, who was about to turn into a braised rabbit head.
"Tch, you say we should fight one-on-one, so we have to?" Xiao Chenyu saw yet another young brat provoking him, but still wore that same lofty expression.
He didn't even bother to look those peasant kids in the eye.
Seeing this, Du Hao's hand trembled around the green onion he was holding.
This brat was so damn cocky. He was about to lose it.
He really wanted to jab that green onion straight into the kid's nostrils.
He wanted the guy who looked down his nose at everyone to learn what nostrils were, and that looking down on people came at a price.
But unfortunately, just as he was about to snap and let the rabbit loose to bite someone,
Xiao Chenyu suddenly changed his tune. He spoke to them in a condescending, generous tone. "How about this? Since you peasant kids have entertained us so much today..."
"I'll give you a chance to spar with us."
With that, he beckoned to someone behind him.
A tall upperclassman walked over, a malicious grin on his face.
His intentions were obviously less than friendly.
"Boss, leave this to me. I'll make sure these peasant kids know their place." He cracked his knuckles, wearing the grin of a villain.
The soon-to-be braised rabbit head saw this and laughed in anger instead.
"Fine, fine, fine! Just because Sister Xiao Wu hasn't shown her claws, you think she's a vegetarian?" She was about to step forward and teach these arrogant fools a harsh lesson.
Behind her, Wang Sheng looked worried and tried to stop her, but unfortunately, he was too slow. It was already too late.
Xiao Chenyu, the leader on the other side, curled his lips slightly.
He loved watching peasant kids get a thorough beating. Especially since this time, the muddy water looked rather pretty. He could humiliate her and feast his eyes at the same time.
"Sister Xiao Wu, why don't I handle this instead?" one of the lackeys supporting Wang Sheng said.
After all, he knew the upperclassman on the other side. The man had often bullied Dorm Seven, and they'd usually lost more often than they'd won.
Honestly, if Xiao Wu hadn't stood up for them, they would probably have just swallowed their anger.
Even when they'd looked for Tang San earlier, it had only been to see if they could get Grandmaster to help.
"A lackey should know his place. Why would I let you handle something like this?" Du Hao gripped the green onion in one hand, his mind already running through more than a dozen battle scenarios.
"Xiao Wu, I'll take this one." He really couldn't stand those little brats.
They were way too cocky. They needed a taste of real-world consequences!
Since Du Hao had said that, Xiao Wu could only retreat one step, fuming.
Du Hao nodded at Xiao Wu, flicked the green onion, and strode forward with an arrogant look.
"Du Hao! Martial Soul: Green Onion! Level ten Power Att—support-type Soul Master!" He'd meant to say Power Attack System, but after glancing at the green onion in his hand, he changed his words.
Even if he was an all-rounder, it was better to be modest in a situation like this.
"Huh? You came up here holding a green onion? Are you trying to make us laugh?
"Hahahaha! I admit, you've definitely achieved your goal." Xiao Chenyu doubled over laughing when he saw the green onion in Du Hao's hand.
At that moment, the people behind him all burst into mocking laughter too.
They couldn't understand what this person was doing here. He was a support-type Soul Master, and his Martial Soul was a green onion.
Had he come up here with a green onion just to be funny?
He probably couldn't even pierce the clothes of the guy they'd sent out. He was even worse than Wang Sheng's sick tiger from before.
"Hmph!" Du Hao gave a scornful snort. He couldn't be bothered arguing with these half-witted brats. A faint glow emanated from the green onion in his hand as he struck a battle-ready pose!
As a century's worth of swordsmanship experience unfurled, the sword energy around Du Hao grew more and more intense! Before long, he was displaying an imposing aura unlike anything in this world!
Liu Long, standing opposite him, was the first to sense that something was wrong. He quickly summoned his club Martial Soul and held it horizontally in front of himself.
"Taste my onion!" Du Hao didn't waste another word. He thrust the green onion straight at him!
Bam!
The two collided. Liu Long stared in shock at the Martial Soul dissolving in his hands, then went flying backward.
He slammed hard into a tree not far behind him!
"T-this is what you call an onion..." After those final words, his head lolled to the side, and he collapsed onto the ground.
"What's wrong with a green onion? One onion breaks ten thousand techniques!" As he spoke, he raised the green onion to his mouth and took a bite. The scene was utterly ridiculous.
He also lifted his chin at Xiao Wu behind him. "How was that? Wasn't I cool?"
"Cool! So cool!" Xiao Wu hopped excitedly, looking at Du Hao in surprise. She'd known all along that Du Hao was different from ordinary Soul Masters.
But she hadn't expected him to be so strong!
He'd taken out the guy with the club using nothing but a green onion. It was simply unbelievable!
"Hey, you over there! What's your name again, Boss Xiao?" After Du Hao's instant victory, Xiao Wu was feeling very pleased with herself. "Your lackeys aren't much to write home about, are they? Don't you agree?"
"Exactly, Sister Xiao Wu!" the Work-Study Students behind her chimed in, playing along.
Xiao Wu felt especially proud, and for a moment, she even outshone Xiao Chenyu.
"That round goes to you. Ling Feng, you're up next." Xiao Chenyu waved his hand and sent out the strongest upperclassman on his team.
"Little punk! I'm not a fool like Liu Long. Once you fight me, get ready to take a one-sided beating!" Ling Feng didn't waste any more words. He pushed off with his foot and charged straight at Du Hao.
"Wait, don't you reveal your Martial Soul before a fight?" Du Hao munched on his green onion without a care, not taking the man who was almost on top of him seriously at all.
"Heh, since you want to know, I don't mind telling you. My Martial Soul is a Swallow, and I'm best at speed!" As he spoke, he prepared to attack Du Hao!
But Du Hao only shifted leisurely to one side, easily dodging the attack.
However, he didn't take advantage of the opening to attack. Instead, he called toward a tree nearby. "Xiao San, if you don't come out now, I'm going to show you some affection."
"You think this is fun to watch, huh?"
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