One Punch Shattered Star Sea Dreams; Everyone Was Ordinary

Chen Ye made his way into the school with practiced ease and arrived at Dormitory 206. The moment he opened the door, he saw that the three boys had already made their beds.

However, seeing the positions of their beds, Chen Ye frowned slightly.

His gaze landed on the boy sitting on the lower left bunk.

The other two at least glanced at Chen Ye when he entered, but this boy kept his back to him as he made the bed, completely ignoring him.

A flash of displeasure crossed Chen Ye's eyes. He stepped forward and placed a hand directly on the boy's shoulder.

"Isn't this bed assignment wrong? If I remember correctly, I'm on the lower bunk and you're on the upper bunk. Are you making my bed for me?"

"I like the lower bunk, so I'm taking it. If you can live on the upper bunk, then do that. If not, figure out how to change dorms yourself." The boy's tone was disdainful, and his words were utterly rude.

Chen Ye looked at the boy before him. He was fairly good-looking, with somewhat pale skin, but the arrogance in his brows and eyes was completely undisguised.

It was as though some young master from a major city had arrived in a remote mountain village.

That sort of presence would have had a high chance of intimidating any eight- or nine-year-old child.

But Chen Ye was not about to indulge him. "What the hell are you babbling about? You took my lower bunk, and you think you're in the right?"

Chen Ye raised his hand. Grayish-white scales covered it, and then he threw a punch straight down.

The boy was knocked onto the bed by the blow, clutching his head and crying out in pain, but Chen Ye's fist did not stop.

At the same time, he grabbed the boy by the hair and yanked him up from the bed.

The other two were stunned at first, then hurried over to stop him.

"Let's talk this out. We're all Class One classmates, so don't start fighting." Zhang Ziyang stepped forward, two yellow Soul Rings lighting up around him as he stood directly between them.

Wang Jinxi, standing nearby, fell silent for a moment before stepping forward as well. "If you want to fight, go outside. Don't fight in the dorm."

Chen Ye looked at the two of them, his tone unusually calm. "Neither of you said anything when he took my bed and acted tough in front of me."

"Now that I'm beating him up, neither of you should be saying anything either. Do you know why?"

Chen Ye's voice remained calm. Hearing him, the two of them froze instinctively.

A trace of hesitation appeared in Zhang Ziyang's eyes as he casually asked, "Why?"

"Because I'll beat the two of you up too."

As Chen Ye's voice fell, a faint golden gleam flashed in his eyes, and the two boys' bodies suddenly stiffened.

Chen Ye raised his hand without the slightest mercy and punched one of them directly in the head.

As the two boys were knocked straight to the ground, their bodies seemed unable to move at all. They stared at Chen Ye in terror.

The Bone Dragon King and Dark Phantom Eagle Martial Souls had already appeared behind them, yet they were completely unable to use them.

Feeling that their bodies were entirely beyond their control, the two wanted to open their mouths and beg for mercy, but they could not utter a single word.

Ignoring the fear on their faces, Chen Ye threw Wei Xiaofeng to the floor as well.

Chen Ye looked down at him and planted a foot directly on his face.

"I'll give you another chance to choose your words. Whose bed is this lower bunk now?" Chen Ye looked at Wei Xiaofeng, his tone exceedingly calm.

Yet after hearing him, the boy who had been so arrogant and overbearing moments ago began to tremble slightly.

He had wanted to beg for mercy earlier, but like the other two, his body had been completely unable to move.

Only after Chen Ye spoke did he realize that he could actually open his mouth again.

"I was wrong, bro. It was my fault. I'll clean up your bed for you right now, okay?"

"My sheets and blankets are all new, and they're warm too. I'll give them all to you, okay?"

There was a tremor in Wei Xiaofeng's voice. He had truly been frightened.

It was true that he came from Star Sea City, and he naturally felt somewhat superior to the people of Eastsea City.

But feeling superior did not mean he could not read the situation.

The three of them had introduced themselves earlier. All of them had entered Class One, and all three were Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters, among the strongest students in Eastsea Academy's first year.

That was precisely why he had casually spread his own sheets over Chen Ye's bed.

But he had not expected that the last one to arrive would turn out to be the hardest person to provoke.

The other party was also a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, yet without even using a soul skill, he had paralyzed all three of them.

Seeing the terror in Wei Xiaofeng's eyes, Chen Ye waved a hand in exasperation. "Who wants your sheets? Put on gloves later and make my bed with my sheets."

"And from now on, the cleaning for this dorm is your responsibility. One of you each day. Whoever does a bad job gets beaten."

As Chen Ye spoke, he swept his gaze over the three of them, then pushed his suitcase directly in front of Wei Xiaofeng.

"Wear gloves while you sort it out. I'm a germaphobe. I think it's dirty."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away."

Wei Xiaofeng swallowed and instinctively moved his fingers. Only then did he realize that his body could move again.

He rose to his feet in alarm. Without any hesitation, he threw all the sheets and bedding he had spread over the lower bunk aside and began making Chen Ye's bed with Chen Ye's own sheets and bedding.

As Chen Ye's words fell, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Ziyang likewise discovered that they could move again.

They stood up as well, looking at Chen Ye with some fear before instinctively touching their faces.

But Chen Ye could not be bothered with the three of them at all. He turned and headed straight for the door.

Before leaving, he glanced at the three of them and casually waved a hand. The fingerprints he had left on their faces vanished out of thin air, directly reduced to nothingness.

Seeing the three stare at him in confusion, a sly smile appeared on Chen Ye's face. He then turned and left.

After Chen Ye left the dorm, Wei Xiaofeng's hands were still trembling slightly.

Wei Xiaofeng looked at the sheets he had swept onto the floor. After a moment of silence, he still laid Chen Ye's sheets onto the bed.

"That's it? How can he bully people like that for no reason?" Wang Jinxi's tone was filled with anger.

Zhang Ziyang glanced at his good brother, helplessness on his face. "We don't know whether that ability of his is a soul skill or something else."

"But he can instantly paralyze the three of us, leaving us like corpses. Tell me, how are we supposed to fight back?"

"We still can't just let this go! What gives him the right to beat us up the moment school starts?" Wang Jinxi panted.

As a nine-year-old boy, this was the age when his pride was at its highest, especially since he had awakened a Dragon Clan Martial Soul.

Reaching the Two-Ring level at nine years old absolutely made him a genius, so how could he tolerate being bullied like this?

Just as he was seething with anger, Wei Xiaofeng spoke from the side as well, his voice carrying a trace of malice:

"We can report him to a teacher, or tell the dean directly. Fighting is forbidden in the academy, after all. He beat up all three of us."