Dorm Seven's Training Ground

The two of them had coincidentally both been assigned to Dorm Seven.

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Wang Feng did not care much about where he stayed. He had come to Notting Academy only to find a good environment for cultivation. He would familiarize himself with the place first, then devote himself to training.

As for playing around with elementary school kids, only Tang San liked that sort of thing.

With his light Martial Soul, plus the elite education produced by nine years of compulsory schooling, as long as he developed steadily here for a while, he refused to believe he could not achieve great things or accomplish what he had come here to do.

Still, he needed to properly study this world's knowledge.

As for Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Theories, sorry, but he had no interest in them.

A man who could not even solve the flaws in his own Martial Soul, whose knowledge had been compiled from Spirit Hall's collection along with a few of his own insights—what use could that possibly be? If he wanted to learn, did Spirit Hall not have it? Was Bibi Dong not better?

The two arrived at Dorm Seven, and a scene from the original story unfolded. Older students were teaching the newcomers a lesson. The moment Tang San opened the door, Wang Sheng, the dorm leader, launched a sneak attack. Tang San, with his nimble footwork and Tang Sect Secret Techniques, easily defeated Wang Sheng, who had ambushed him.

Wang Feng watched the entire exchange and gained a rough understanding of Tang San's strength.

Although he and Tang San both possessed Innate Full Soul Power and had reached Soul Power Rank 10, he truly was not Tang San's match right now.

But that might not be the case in the future.

"Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?" Tang San stared coldly at Wang Sheng. If he had not reacted quickly and been strong enough, a blow to his groin from Wang Sheng's ambush would have seriously injured him—perhaps even left him permanently disabled.

Tang Sect rules stated that one need not show mercy toward anyone who launched a sneak attack, regardless of age.

"Wait, wait a moment. You're Tang San, right? I only wanted to spar with you just now. Since you beat me, you'll be the boss of Dorm Seven from now on." Seeing Tang San's icy expression, Wang Sheng hurriedly explained.

"Is that all?" After hearing Wang Sheng's explanation, Tang San waved his hand. "I came here to study. I'm not interested in being the boss."

After explaining, Wang Sheng looked at Wang Feng. "And you—if you want to be the boss, you can challenge him. As long as you win, you'll be the boss."

"Being the boss? I'm not interested."

Wang Feng had come here to study and cultivate. Competing to prove who was stronger was something only children would do.

"Excuse me, is this Dorm Seven?"

At that moment, a sweet, charming voice came from the doorway.

A pretty little girl stood there. She was about the same age and height as Wang Feng and Tang San.

The little girl looked tender and rosy, her lovely face fair with a blush like a ripe peach, making people feel an urge to take a bite.

Her long black hair was tied into a scorpion braid that hung past her hips. Her large watery eyes brimmed with curiosity. She was also holding a brand-new set of school uniforms.

The students in the dorm were all boys. When they suddenly saw such a beautiful little girl, every one of them stared in stunned silence.

Even Wang Feng looked over curiously.

There was no doubt that she was Xiao Wu. At only six years old, she really was adorable. Three years minimum—an absolute bargain.

Wang Feng had watched the anime. He knew that cuteness was merely her outward appearance. As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast, she was mischievous at heart, like a little troublemaker. And she loved causing trouble.

When Tang San saw the adorable little girl, his eyes went wide. He felt an urge to rush over and protect her. He did not know why he felt that way.

"What's wrong with all of you? Why are you staring at me so blankly?"

Seeing everyone frozen in place, Xiao Wu giggled.

When her gaze fell on Tang San, she found that he looked rather silly.

Then she looked at Wang Feng. Hmm, this person's gaze was strange. It felt as though he could see right through her.

Seeing that no one answered her and confirming that this was Dorm Seven, Xiao Wu revealed a sweet smile. "Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Wu. Wu as in dancing."

At that moment, Tang San actually walked over on his own initiative. "Hello... My name is Tang San. I'm the..." Before he could say boss, his quick wits kicked in, and he hurriedly changed his words. "...the dorm leader here. What is your Martial Soul?"

Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and smiled. "My Martial Soul is a rabbit, the cute little white rabbit kind. What about you?"

"Your Martial Soul... is a rabbit? My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. Doesn't that mean... you're my natural enemy?"

It was Tang San's first time seeing such a cute girl, and he was actually a little nervous. He even stuttered slightly.

Xiao Wu burst out laughing. "You're quite interesting... You're not deliberately blocking my way and refusing to let me in, are you? Hmm, I remember now. Didn't he just say that whoever is strongest here becomes the boss?"

"That's right." Wang Sheng nodded. "Tang San defeated me just now, so he's the boss now. But three of you arrived at once. Do you want to have a match and decide who the boss is?"

"I see. That sounds pretty interesting." Xiao Wu blinked, clearly intrigued.

"Your name is Tang San, right? Let's fight now. Whoever wins will be the dorm leader."

"Hmm, and you too. Why don't the two of you come at me together?"

Xiao Wu then turned to Wang Feng.

"I'm not interested in being the dorm leader. If you want to fight, go ahead."

Wang Feng shook his head. He had absolutely no interest in this little game of fighting over who got to be boss.

Instead of wasting time competing, he would rather use it to cultivate and gain a deeper understanding of the mysteries of his Martial Soul, Green Light.

He had always felt that he had not yet fully understood his Martial Soul. Once he explored it thoroughly, he would definitely make a major discovery. Perhaps even his transmigration was related to his Martial Soul.

"I see. Fine, then." Though Xiao Wu was a little disappointed by Wang Feng's refusal, she quickly recovered and looked excitedly at Tang San. "Your name is Tang San, right? Then let's start our match now." Xiao Wu put down her clothes and assumed a fighting stance.

"Alright, but be careful."

Seeing this, Tang San agreed directly. He also wanted to have a proper spar with such a cute girl as Xiao Wu.

He had Tang Sect Secret Techniques. When they fought, he would go easy on her and not use too much force.

After all, it would be awful if such a cute girl got hurt.

Seeing Tang San's somewhat careless attitude, Wang Feng chuckled softly.

Tang San was underestimating her. He was in for a rough time.

Bang! Bang!!

In the cramped space of the dorm, an intense battle between the two began in an instant.

Xiao Wu was indeed skilled in Soft Technique. Her little legs kicked with fierce force, and her slender waist was extraordinarily flexible, allowing her to spin one hundred and eighty degrees with ease.

She was well-versed in all sorts of moves—Guanyin Delivers a Son, Old Man Pounding a Stake, and more.

Just like that, she effortlessly wrapped herself around Tang San's neck and threw her body down hard, slamming Tang San straight onto the floor.

Tang San tried to counterattack and grabbed Xiao Wu's leg, but she slipped away and easily dodged him.

Their battle grew increasingly intense, their movements and postures becoming more and more practiced. Both Tang San and Xiao Wu displayed combat strength that did not belong to children their age.

"She's actually that strong!"

"Yeah, Tang San doesn't seem to be her match."

Wang Sheng and the other dorm members were astonished.

Those moves, that flexibility—she truly was Xiao Wu.

Wang Feng watched their battle from the side and was very interested in Xiao Wu's Soft Technique. He wondered what it would be like to use such flexible legs for massage exercises. Before he knew it, Wang Feng's thoughts had drifted in a rather inappropriate direction.

Bang!

With a loud crash, Tang San took a heavy blow and was defeated outright.

"You won. Could you tell me what skill you used?"

Tang San rubbed his aching waist and asked Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu smiled. "It's called Soft Technique. It's an ability that uses the softness and toughness of the body. Isn't it powerful?"

"Mm, it's very powerful. I'm not your match. From now on, you're the dorm leader of Dorm Seven."

As Tang San spoke, he rubbed his waist with lingering fear. That throw had really hurt.

"Greetings, Dorm Leader."

"Greetings, Boss."

With her position confirmed, Wang Sheng and the others immediately showered her with compliments and greetings, eagerly currying favor.

"Mm." Xiao Wu responded proudly and accepted it happily.

"Um, why don't you introduce the situation here?" Xiao Wu pointed at Wang Feng.

"Me? Are you talking to me?" Wang Feng pointed at himself.

"Yes. What's your name?"

"Mm, you can call me Wang Feng. As for the academy's situation, I don't know much about it. You should ask them instead."

After saying that, Wang Feng went to his bed and began tidying his things.

"Boss, I'll tell you." Wang Sheng hurried over and explained the situation in the dorm to Xiao Wu, also briefly introducing the academy, Martial Souls, and Innate Soul Power.

After listening to Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and asked, "Tang San, I felt that you were very strong just now. How much Soul Power do you have?"

"I have Innate Full Soul Power. That's why I'm stronger." Tang San said it directly without concealing anything. After all, his Martial Soul appeared to be a Trash Martial Soul.

"Innate Full Soul Power?"

The students immediately cried out in surprise.

No wonder he was so strong.

Wang Sheng finally felt better. Tang San's Soul Power was stronger than his, so it was only natural that Tang San had beaten him.

Seeing everyone's astonished gazes, Tang San added, "Wang Feng is the same as me. He also has Innate Full Soul Power."

"Wang Feng also has Innate Full Soul Power?!"

Everyone was astonished and immediately turned their attention to Wang Feng.

Tang San's Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, yet he was already so strong with Innate Full Soul Power. What about Wang Feng?

"You also have Innate Full Soul Power? Then why didn't you fight me just now? Are you looking down on me?"

Xiao Wu glared angrily at Wang Feng with her big eyes, her face full of accusation.

"No. I just felt there was no need. Besides, you're so strong, and your Soft Technique is so formidable. I really can't beat you."

Wang Feng shook his head as he arranged his bedding.

"You won't know until you fight." Xiao Wu muttered, then her incredibly flexible little leg shot toward Wang Feng in a sneak attack.

I'd like to see how strong you really are. Tang San watched Wang Feng. Since Wang Feng also had Innate Full Soul Power, he should not be weak.

No martial virtue at all! This is a dorm, not a training ground. Why do you all love fighting so much?

Seeing the leg suddenly kick toward him, Wang Feng complained inwardly.

As Xiao Wu's leg drew closer, Wang Feng instinctively used Soul Power and barely managed to catch her foot.

"You really are impressive. Let's have a match."

Not only was Xiao Wu not angry when Wang Feng grabbed her leg, she was actually a little excited.

"Next time. This place is too cramped; it's not suitable for the two of us to fully display our skills." Wang Feng released Xiao Wu's foot, speaking with meaningful emphasis.

"Then pick a time. I have to fight you someday."

Once you grow up, the two of us can find a safe place and have a proper fight, Wang Feng thought. "There'll be a chance in the future."