Dorm Seven Rules

Having arrived at the entrance to Dorm Seven first, Su Ge looked at the half-closed door and shoved it open.

As the door swung open, it whipped up a fierce gust that blew into Dorm Seven, drawing Wang Sheng and the others' attention to him.

A child inside Dorm Seven who looked older and stood about a head taller than Su Ge stepped forward. He glanced at the door Su Ge had pushed open, then looked at Su Ge.

"Are you a new work-study student this year?"

Naturally, Su Ge was familiar with Dorm Seven's rules. He nodded in confirmation.

"Su Ge, a work-study student from Small Stone Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is the Battle Tiger. I'll be a Battle Soul Master in the future, and I'm the boss here." Wang Sheng looked over Su Ge's plain clothes before asking, "Little Su, what's your Martial Soul?"

Hearing that form of address, Su Ge clenched his fist. A smile that did not quite reach his eyes appeared on his face.

After glancing at the bundle in his hand, Su Ge decided to put his things away first, then properly teach Wang Sheng what manners were.

He looked around, found an empty bed, and prepared to walk past Wang Sheng to put down his things.

To his surprise, seeing that Su Ge remained unmoved, Wang Sheng frowned slightly and grabbed Su Ge's arm as he passed.

"I'm talking to you. Your Martial Soul is..."

Bang!

Wang Sheng's body flew backward at once. He landed precisely on a bed with a muffled thud.

Although Su Ge had held back, that still did not feel particularly good.

After sending Wang Sheng flying, Su Ge remained in the same posture, one hand raised.

He watched Wang Sheng slowly climb back up, then calmly walked over to the empty bed and set down his bundle.

Having gotten up, Wang Sheng stared warily at Su Ge in the distance. Though he had been caught off guard and thrown away just now, he could tell that Su Ge was definitely no ordinary person!

"Kid, again!"

Wang Sheng's gaze gradually turned serious. He would not submit so easily!

His Martial Soul Possession followed immediately. A low growl sounded from his throat, and a faint layer of yellow light emerged around his body.

With one stomp of his foot, Wang Sheng truly pounced at Su Ge like a tiger!

This strike was powerful and heavy, and his speed had clearly received a considerable boost as well. No wonder Wang Sheng dared to keep attacking.

But that suited Su Ge just fine. Watching Wang Sheng charge at him after Martial Soul Possession, he clenched his fist.

"If you hadn't used Martial Soul Possession, the gap between us might not have been this great. What a pity."

In the end, however, Su Ge still did not use his Martial Soul. Since his Martial Soul awakened, his body had only grown stronger and stronger. If he used Martial Soul Possession as well, he would have to worry about whether he might beat Wang Sheng to pieces.

And by beat to pieces, he meant it literally.

Su Ge stepped back with his right leg and drew his right fist behind him to gather strength. His entire body was like a taut bow. In the instant before Wang Sheng reached him, he threw a punch with all his might!

When Wang Sheng saw that Su Ge had not chosen Martial Soul Possession, his heart immediately lurched. He began worrying that something might happen to Su Ge.

But when he met that punch, he realized he had been wrong—spectacularly wrong!

He watched the fist, moving so fast he could not see it clearly, grow larger and larger in his vision before slamming straight into his chest!

Bang!

Wang Sheng was sent flying backward again, only this time faster and more decisively than before!

A sharp pain tore through his chest, as though even his bones were crying out!

Then he felt himself land on another bed, which minimized the secondary damage caused by the impact.

Seeing this, the others in Dorm Seven hurriedly gathered around. Looking at Wang Sheng lying motionless on the bed, they were about to lift him up and take him for treatment.

"Don't... don't move! I think something's broken."

The others were all startled and froze in place.

They looked at Su Ge, who stood there as though nothing had happened, and fear quietly crept into their eyes.

"Relax, I know what I'm doing. No bones are broken. I controlled my strength. It'll just hurt for a while."

As he spoke, he walked to the bed where Wang Sheng lay. The others quickly stepped aside.

Su Ge planted one foot on the edge of the bed, braced one hand on his knee, and lowered his head to look at Wang Sheng. That same smile remained on his face, though now it carried a hint of mockery.

"I don't like reasoning with people. On the contrary, I prefer letting my fists do the talking."

"From now on, I'm the boss of Dorm Seven. Any objections, little tiger?"

Wang Sheng looked at Su Ge and forced a smile uglier than crying.

"No objections, no objections! From now on, Su Ge... no! Brother Su, you're the boss of Dorm Seven!"

As Wang Sheng spoke, he shouted at the people around him, "Did you hear that? Hurry up and call him Boss!"

"Boss!"

Amid the unified chorus of "Boss," a smile slowly appeared on Su Ge's face. Only then did he withdraw his foot and straighten up.

"Alright. From now on, Dorm Seven is under my protection. If anyone dares to lay a hand on you, tell me."

"Do you all understand?"

"Understood!"

After another unified response rose from the surrounding crowd, Su Ge nodded in satisfaction.

As for Wang Sheng, his Martial Soul was a beast Martial Soul to begin with, and Su Ge had controlled his strength. A couple days of rest would be enough for him to recover.

Just as he stood up, he heard a set of footsteps.

Everyone turned their heads and discovered that another work-study student had entered. Su Ge was no stranger to him—it was Tang San, whom he had seen earlier at the Academic Affairs Office.

He smiled and raised a hand in greeting. "Tang San, you're here. Just find an empty bed and settle in."

Seeing a familiar face he had met once before, Tang San nodded readily. Though he found it somewhat strange what they were doing, he did not like causing trouble and therefore did not ask.

After finding an empty bed, Tang San put down his bundle and began organizing his belongings.

"Boss, according to Dorm Seven's rules, you should..."

At that moment, Wang Sheng spoke from the bed. He looked at Tang San in the distance and frantically signaled Su Ge with his eyes.

But Su Ge merely shot him a glance, instantly silencing him.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I wouldn't dare!"

Su Ge crossed his arms and simply watched Tang San. There was no need for him to offend Tang San yet. Though his Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was indeed heaven-defying, Tang Rat's situation was unclear, and he could not take that risk!

"Remember this: I decide Dorm Seven's rules. From now on... my rules are the rules!"