Their boss was too strong. His first Martial Soul could fly; once he obtained his first Soul Ring, beating up Soul Masters and kicking Xiao Chenyu around would be a piece of cake.
Xiao Chenyu was already too furious to speak. His face flushed red, and he itched to rush over and argue again.
This was fucking ridiculous.
How could an Angel Martial Soul appear at Nording Academy and fly before even obtaining a Soul Ring? Was this some kind of joke?
Though he had lost, as the city lord's son, he still had to pay the thirty Gold Soul Coin wager. Besides, he was not short on money.
Jiang Nanchen had already left with Wang Sheng and the others.
Xiao Nanchen waved a hand. "Liu Long, take thirty Gold Soul Coins over to him. While you're at it, ask whether he's interested in following me. I can take him on as a lackey."
Xiao Nanchen took out a pouch containing thirty Gold Soul Coins and handed it to Liu Long.
After taking it, Liu Long nodded. "Boss Xiao, I'll get right on it!"
Meanwhile, Tang San had already performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple, completely accepting the master before him—who had only reached level twenty-nine at fifty years old—as his teacher.
"Teacher, there's actually another person with Innate Full Soul Power. Have you seen him?"
"Oh? Another person with Innate Full Soul Power?" Yu Xiaogang froze, then immediately pressed for more.
"Yes, he's from the same village as me. He has Innate Full Soul Power, and his Martial Soul is a Sacred Angel," Tang San said.
Sacred Angel!
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank. Wasn't the Angel Martial Soul the inherited Martial Soul of Spirit Hall's Qian Clan?
He had never heard of a Sacred Angel. Had it mutated, or had a new variety of Martial Soul appeared in the world?
No matter what, he absolutely could not miss a student with Innate Full Soul Power.
Tang San could be used for testing, while this Angel Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power could be carefully cultivated. I'm sure he can become an overnight sensation.
How could I be so clever!
They were both six years old now. All he needed was a little guidance; there would be no need to worry about anything else.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's excited expression and the fervor in his eyes, Tang San could not help feeling somewhat puzzled.
Yu Xiaogang quickly came back to his senses and coughed lightly to conceal his emotions.
"Innate Full Soul Power combined with a top-tier Martial Soul is truly rare. Go settle down in Dorm Seven first. I'll check his dorm assignment."
Tang San nodded in response, and the two parted ways at a fork in the academy.
Carrying his bundle, he found Dorm Seven and pushed open the door. The dorm was empty. Several wooden beds were arranged neatly, most covered with old bedding. Only the bed by the window was spotless and tidy.
Tang San chose the empty bed opposite it and set down his bundle. After quickly arranging his clothes, he quietly planned to find his teacher and sort out his Soul Ring once he was settled, so he could raise his Soul Power as soon as possible.
A burst of noisy footsteps suddenly sounded outside, accompanied by the excited voices of the Dorm Seven students.
The door was pushed open, and Wang Sheng and several others crowded around Jiang Nanchen as they walked in, every one of them beaming.
"Boss, the thirty Gold Soul Coins are ours! Xiao Chenyu really got screwed over this time!"
"Let's see who else dares to mess with Dorm Seven from now on!"
Tang San's ears swiftly picked up the key information. Thirty Gold Soul Coins? He almost thought he had heard wrong. Work-study students only received a few Copper Soul Coins in monthly subsidies. To him, thirty Gold Soul Coins was an astronomical sum.
He looked toward the center of the group. When he clearly saw that familiar face, he froze. It was actually Jiang Nanchen from Holy Soul Village. They had not seen each other for even half a day—how had the other boy become Dorm Seven's boss already?
Wang Sheng also noticed Tang San in the corner and walked over.
"You're new, right?"
Tang San nodded. "Yes, my name is Tang San."
Wang Sheng pointed toward Jiang Nanchen. "Tang San, this is Jiang Nanchen, the boss of Dorm Seven. By the rules, if you don't accept him, you can challenge him."
Tang San glanced at Jiang Nanchen and lightly shook his head. The other boy had Innate Full Soul Power and a Sacred Angel Martial Soul. He would not gain the slightest advantage in a direct fight, so there was no need to force the issue.
"No need. I have no objections."
After a pause, he asked, "Why are you all so happy?"
Wang Sheng immediately perked up, straightening his back a little more.
"Isn't it obvious? Boss just went to the Spirit Arena behind the academy, beat Liu Long—a one-ring Soul Master—without even having a Soul Ring, and won thirty Gold Soul Coins from Xiao Chenyu!"
Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.
A Soul Master without a Soul Ring beat a one-ring Soul Master? His heart sank. They both had Innate Full Soul Power, yet the Angel Martial Soul's combat strength was actually this overwhelming. An invisible pressure quietly rose in his heart.
Jiang Nanchen looked over at that moment. When he saw Tang San, his expression naturally did not change much.
Your father wants to kill me, let alone you.
Though Tang San was still unaware of it.
"Yo? It's pretty lively in here."
At that moment, a pink-haired girl with a ponytail walked over. Like a little rabbit, she curiously looked around.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Wu—Wu as in dancing!" Xiao Wu introduced herself.
Xiao Wu was still full of curiosity and anticipation toward new things.
"I heard it just now too. The rule in Dorm Seven is to challenge people, right? Perfect. I want to challenge him!"
Xiao Wu pointed at Jiang Nanchen in the crowd.
She really wanted others to call her Sister Xiao Wu. Having a whole group follow behind her whenever she went out would be so impressive.
Jiang Nanchen raised an eyebrow and looked at the pink-haired girl by the door.
"Challenge me? Sure."
Everyone in the dorm immediately stepped aside, clearing an open space in the middle. Wang Sheng and the others stood to one side, their eyes full of anticipation for a good show.
Xiao Wu gave a sharp cry and shot forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring. She moved extremely quickly. With a flick of her wrist, she wrapped around Jiang Nanchen's arm, twisted her waist, and prepared to use her grappling technique to throw him out.
Just as she was about to exert force, a searing heat suddenly radiated from Jiang Nanchen's body.
Xiao Wu felt her palm burn as though she had touched a red-hot branding iron. The pain made her cry out, and she instinctively let go. Had she been any slower, her hand would have been cooked.
Jiang Nanchen raised his hand and gave her a light push.
Xiao Wu lost her footing, staggered back several steps, and landed on the floor on her butt.
She blanked for a moment, then pushed herself up from the ground. Rubbing her reddened wrist, she stared at Jiang Nanchen with a face full of disbelief.
"Why is your body so hot? You're like a furnace!"
Jiang Nanchen withdrew the Fire Dragon King's power that had unconsciously leaked from within him, his expression calm.
"Probably because of my Martial Soul."
The surroundings fell silent. No one had expected this outcome. Tang San stood in the corner, his gaze narrowing slightly. He could sense that the scorching heat was anything but simple.
Xiao Wu pursed her lips and rubbed her wrist. Though unwilling to accept it, she conceded defeat.
"You're pretty good. I lost this time."
"Yeah. A little later, and we'd have had roast rabbit leg." Jiang Nanchen could not help sighing with amusement.
Xiao Wu's face turned red with anger. "You bastard! Forget it, I won't lower myself to your level."
Just then, the door was pushed open again. Liu Long strode in and handed Jiang Nanchen a pouch containing thirty Gold Soul Coins. "This is from Boss Xiao. Thirty Gold Soul Coins."
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