One Against Three? You're Pretty Brave

Xiao Chenyu stepped forward, stretched out a hand, pointed at Tang San, then at Xiao Wu, and finally at Luo Yan.

"I want to fight all three of you at once!"

The moment those words left his mouth, the air across the clearing seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand.

Tang San was clearly taken aback.

He looked at Xiao Chenyu, his brows tightening almost imperceptibly as he rapidly calculated. Xiao Chenyu was the sixth-year boss. If he dared take on three people alone, then either he relied on his Soul Power Level and combat experience to crush them, or he had some unknown trump card.

Could this guy really be that strong?! Otherwise, where did he get the confidence to say something like that?

He instinctively looked at Xiao Wu and Luo Yan.

Xiao Wu's eyes, however, lit up at once. After waiting so long, she had finally heard something she liked.

She hopped forward, her voice crisp and clear as she deliberately shouted for everyone to hear.

"You all heard him! Xiao Chenyu said himself that we could attack him together!"

The work-study students of Dorm Seven immediately caught on and chimed in from all sides. "We heard it!"

"He said it himself!"

"One against three? So impressive!"

The faces of the people behind Xiao Chenyu all changed.

They wanted to say something, but after opening their mouths, they realized there was nothing they could do to stop it.

Because their boss really had said it himself.

Luo Yan clapped his hands and unhurriedly walked over to stand beside Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"This is the first time I've heard such a request."

He spoke with thirty percent sentiment, thirty percent sympathy, and forty percent barely concealed amusement in his tone. "But since you asked so sincerely, it would be rude of us to refuse. We'll satisfy you, then."

Xiao Chenyu's expression had already become unsightly.

He had only wanted to use the momentum of "one against three" to intimidate Tang San and make the Dorm Seven students back down.

Who would have thought that Xiao Wu, who feared no trouble, would seize on his words so firmly, while Luo Yan casually kicked away the escape route?

Tang San looked at the two of them and let out a soft sigh.

"So we're really fighting together now," he said.

"What?"

Luo Yan tilted his head toward him with a faint smile. "You weren't actually planning to talk to him about a one-on-one fight, were you? He wants to fight three of us by himself. If we don't indulge him, won't we seem rude?"

Xiao Wu was already eager to get going, her clenched fists cracking. "I've wanted to beat him up for ages!"

The three stood side by side, facing Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu stared at them fixedly, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He truly regretted speaking so quickly now, but he still gathered himself and stepped forward.

"Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student. Martial Soul: Wolf. Level eleven, one-ring Battle Soul Master."

He announced his Martial Soul and level.

As he spoke, a layer of blue-green light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body. Amid the flickering glow, his muscles began to swell, his eyes gradually turned pale green, and he slowly raised his arms forward. His fingernails sharpened into claws.

A white Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet. This was Martial Soul Possession.

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Tang San looked at Luo Yan. "It seems I misspoke. Xiao Chenyu is only one-twelfth your level."

Tang San stepped forward and waved his right hand. "Tang San, first-year work-study student. Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level thirteen, one-ring Tool Soul Master."

The ears atop Xiao Wu's head twitched. "Xiao Wu, first-year work-study student. Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit. Level thirteen, one-ring Battle Soul Master."

With a swipe of his hand, Luo Yan put on the Elation Mask once more.

He raised his eyes and smiled. "Luo Yan, first-year work-study student. Martial Soul: Elation Mask. Level fourteen, one-ring Tool Soul Master."

Three hundred-year Soul Rings appeared beneath their feet.

The instant the yellow rings rose, Xiao Chenyu felt as though someone had poured a bucket of ice water over him from head to toe.

He stood in the middle of the field, still holding the posture of someone who wanted to fight three opponents alone, but his eyes were fixed on those three golden-yellow Soul Rings as his face visibly drained of color.

The lackeys behind him were all dumbfounded as well.

"Three... hundred-year..." someone muttered, their voice trembling.

Xiao Chenyu lowered his head to look at the white Soul Ring by his feet, then raised it again to look at the three yellow rings opposite him.

Under the setting sun, his white Soul Ring looked pale and thin, like it was made of paper.

Xiao Wu cracked her knuckles. "Boss Xiao, didn't you want to fight three of us? Come on."

Xiao Chenyu did not move.

His throat bobbed, and his legs had begun to feel weak.

No matter how brainless he was, he knew that one white Soul Ring against three hundred-year Soul Rings was not a fight. It was serving himself up on a platter.

"I... I was joking," he said.

"Joking?"

Xiao Wu glared at him. "You pointed at the three of us and said you wanted to fight us all at once. That didn't sound like a joke!"

"Exactly."

Luo Yan nodded from the side. "And we have witnesses here. The brothers and sisters of Dorm Seven all heard it. You're the sixth-year boss, so after saying something in front of so many people, you can't just act like you were farting—"

"Cough." Tang San gave a light cough, interrupting him.

Luo Yan paused and changed his words. "Act like no one heard it."

Xiao Chenyu's face flushed red as he pointed at Luo Yan. "You... you're bullying people!"

"Boss Xiao, how are we bullying you?"

Luo Yan wore an innocent expression and pointed at the mask on his face. "You said yourself that you wanted to fight three of us. We're just cooperating with you. What, and now you're blaming us for bullying you? That logic doesn't work."

Xiao Wu had already lost patience. "Why waste words with him!"

She pushed off with the tip of her foot and shot forward.

Xiao Chenyu instinctively raised both claws to block, but Xiao Wu was more than twice as fast as he had imagined.

Her right leg lashed out like a whip and struck Xiao Chenyu's left arm, kicking his whole body stumbling to the side.

"You—!"

Before Xiao Chenyu could steady himself, several blades of Blue Silver Grass had already burst from the ground, wrapped around his feet, and tightened fiercely.

His legs tangled, and he fell face-first onto the ground with a solid, muffled thud.

Bang!

He struggled to get up, but Luo Yan had already walked over and crouched in front of him.

"Boss Xiao."

Luo Yan looked at him with a smiling face, his voice gentle, as if he were coaxing a child. "Now you understand, right? Walking around sideways is really dangerous."

Xiao Chenyu raised his head. His nose was red from the fall, and his eyes were filled with both shame and fear.

"What... what do you want?"

Luo Yan tilted his head and smiled. "Very simple. From now on, whenever you see someone from Dorm Seven, take the long way around."

"Why should I?!" Xiao Chenyu stubbornly protested.

"Because the three of us didn't even use Spirit Skills."

Luo Yan lightly raised a hand and waved it before him. "If you're unconvinced, we can fight again tomorrow. But next time, I suggest you bring a few more white Soul Rings. That way, your fall will be softer."

Xiao Chenyu fell completely silent.

He lay facedown on the ground with his cheek pressed against the dirt, never having regretted his loose mouth so much.

"I... admit defeat."

The moment those three words came out, Xiao Chenyu seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at his lackeys, much less at the three yellow Soul Rings across from him.

Luo Yan was still crouching in front of him. Upon hearing that, he gave an "Mm."

"You admit defeat."

He slowly repeated the words, his tone mild. "Then, Boss Xiao, shouldn't surrendering come with some sort of gesture according to the rules?"

Xiao Chenyu raised his head, his eyes red with anger. "What... what do you want?"

"Nothing much."

Luo Yan smiled and raised three fingers. "Three things. First, from now on, when you see anyone from Dorm Seven, go around them. Second, you're not allowed to cause trouble for Wang Sheng or the others afterward over what happened today. Third..."

He paused and turned back toward Xiao Wu and Tang San.

Xiao Wu immediately took over. "Third, from now on, I'm the boss of all Nuoding Academy! Everyone has to call me Big Sis Xiao Wu!"

Luo Yan opened his mouth, and for a rare moment, his expression went blank.

Then he slowly turned his head to look at Tang San.

Tang San shrugged, his expression calm.

Why are you looking at me? I'm not the one who said it.

Luo Yan looked helplessly at Xiao Chenyu. "Do you understand?"

"I... understand."