At the work-study dormitory, Wang Sheng stood with his arms crossed in front of him, exuding authority. The work-study students watched him intently. Today was the day new work-study students reported in, and their leader was sure to give the newcomers a show of force.
The door stood wide open. Seeing the boy walk in, Wang Sheng knew this had to be Tang San, but he still asked coldly, "I'm the boss around here. What's your name, kid, and what's your Martial Soul?"
A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face. "My name is Tang San, and my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass."
"Blue Silver Grass, huh? Not bad!" Wang Sheng praised him, then lunged at Tang San like a fierce tiger pouncing down a mountain.
He really couldn't believe that his War Tiger Martial Soul had actually lost to a kid with Blue Silver Grass, even if the boy had Innate Full Soul Power.
Tang San was taken aback. The book hadn't mentioned this! Why were the work-study students so vicious?
Tang Sect Manual: ...a path to certain death!
The old ancestor had magnanimously refrained from writing anything nasty, but as a disciple, Tang San couldn't fail to understand what he meant.
Tang San's feet traced Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track as he shot forward. He guided with his left hand and pulled with his right, executing the Tang Sect Secret Arts, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. Using Wang Sheng's own momentum, he threw him to the ground.
Wang Sheng had already thought through the fights described in the book countless times, but when he actually put them into practice, he still found it unbelievable. What kind of move was that? It left him completely unprepared!
A low growl escaped Wang Sheng's mouth, and he immediately used his Martial Soul. His strength surged, and he leaped into the air like a vicious tiger pouncing on a lamb.
A contest of strength? Tang San sneered. He might be young, but his father had taught him that the human body had three hearts. Swinging an iron hammer every day had made him much stronger.
Tang San sank into a textbook horse stance. The two hearts in his calves powered up, and his arms swung like hammers pounding iron. His fist shot out, heavy and fast, and with a bang, it sent Wang Sheng flying.
This time, Wang Sheng had taken quite a tumble. It took him a while to get back up, but he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he was delighted and exhilarated.
Life as a work-study student wasn't easy. He had always been the one to take the lead, but according to the book, things would soon change with the arrival of the new students.
Tang San alone was already this strong, and there was also Xiao Wu, who was even stronger than him. It really might come true.
After Wang Sheng introduced him, Tang San was appointed leader of Dorm Seven, much to his dismay. He had barely taken up the post when another new student arrived.
"Is this Dorm Seven?"
At the sound of that clear voice, all the work-study students were drawn to the little girl at the door.
Under the weight of everyone's gaze, Xiao Wu glanced around, then looked at the smallest boy. So this is Tang San, the one with Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul, but Innate Full Soul Power?
Tang San asked about the rules, and when he learned boys and girls could share the dorm, he challenged her according to Dorm Seven's rules.
Xiao Wu set her school uniform aside and charged forward in the blink of an eye.
So fast! Tang San was stunned. How was this girl younger than Wang Sheng, yet even harder to deal with?
His inner power surged. Tang San held his hands as if cradling a ball, ready to unleash Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.
Xiao Wu lightly tapped the tips of her toes against the ground and leaped into the air. Then she suddenly dropped, soaring right over Tang San's head in an instant.
What kind of move was that? Tang San turned around in the nick of time, only to see Xiao Wu's foot flying toward his chin. She was as swift as lightning, and his prepared Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon couldn't catch her at all.
Tang San slid out of the way with a sideways tumble and hurriedly used Mysterious Heaven Skill to protect himself.
Fortunately, the ground was still very smooth, so he didn't end up with a bruised face. But for a Tang Sect disciple to end up in such a state was a disgrace.
Perfect! Xiao Wu gave herself full marks for that move. Unlike in the book, where Tang San had managed to fight back a little, this time she had left him completely helpless.
After Tang San got back up, Xiao Wu also spotted the teacher bringing him a quilt.
Noticing that Xiao Wu didn't have a quilt, Wang Sheng eagerly offered, just as he had in the book, "Boss, you can use my bedding."
"Don't keep calling me 'boss.' You're making me sound old. From now on, call me Sister Xiao Wu." Xiao Wu grinned smugly. She had already registered with Spirit Hall, so she received one Gold Soul Coin every month—more than enough to buy a quilt.
After a pause, Xiao Wu said, "Take me to get something to eat first."
"It is time for lunch. Tang San, come along," Wang Sheng invited.
Tang San shook his head. "You guys go ahead. I'll pass."
Wang Sheng couldn't be bothered to say more to this Yu Xiaogang sycophant, so he didn't press him.
"Xiao San, we'll all be sharing the same dorm from now on. Come with us. Sister Xiao Wu's treating," Xiao Wu said generously.
If this wimp didn't come, how could she show off how rich she was?
Tang San hesitated for a moment, then agreed.
The group left Dorm Seven and headed straight for the cafeteria.
Xiao Wu had read the book, so she was even more curious about the places described in it. She looked this way and that.
Not long after they entered the cafeteria, an obnoxious voice called out, "Well, well, if it isn't Wang Sheng and his gang of paupers."
Xiao Wu snapped, "What are you supposed to be? What's so great about the second floor?"
Wang Sheng lowered his voice. "The second floor is where people can order food individually. It's really expensive. We really can't afford to eat there."
The student upstairs' eyes lit up. "What a pretty little girl. Too bad she's a work-study student. Wang Sheng, I'm going to eat now, so I'll let you off this time."
"Sister Xiao Wu's treating. What can't we afford?" Xiao Wu pulled out the Gold Soul Coin she had just received.
Tang San said, "Forget it. We're here to eat, not to pick a fight."
"Sister Xiao Wu doesn't keep useless cowards around," Xiao Wu said contemptuously.
"A work-study student can actually take out a Gold Soul Coin?" The noble student was astonished. Wang Sheng and the others were just as incredulous.
After murmuring to himself, the noble student sneered, "So you're a little thief."
"Who are you calling a thief?" Xiao Wu shouted. After using Martial Soul Possession, a Yellow Soul Ring slowly rose beneath her feet.
Its brilliant light shone across everyone's faces. The noble student's retort caught in his throat, and every student in the cafeteria turned to look at Xiao Wu.
"A Hundred-Year Soul Ring! A One-Ring Soul Master!"
A wave of sharp gasps swept through the cafeteria.
Everyone except Tang San knew that once you became a Soul Master and registered with Spirit Hall, you received a Gold Soul Coin allowance every month.
"Let's go." Xiao Wu patted the stunned Wang Sheng, smugly ended her Martial Soul Possession, and headed upstairs.
She was certain she would become a god in the future, but the story had done more than give her confidence. It had also given her knowledge of what lay ahead, letting her take action early and resolve her predicament. It felt incredible.
Watching the two head up to the second floor, the noble student lowered his head and didn't dare say another word. He was older and came from a high-status family, but he still hadn't obtained a Soul Ring. How could he dare pick a fight with a real Soul Master?
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