Wang Dong'er Cried

"Wang Xiao, if you're a man, come down here and fight me!"

Wang Dong'er's eyes blazed as she glared at the boy on the second floor, whose skin was as tender as hers.

Wang Xiao realized that if they did not spar tonight, this matter would be hard to settle.

"Fine. I'll fight you."

He vaulted over the railing and landed steadily in the open space below.

Wang Dong'er kicked Huo Yuhao aside and said, "State your Martial Soul and Soul Power."

"Level sixteen." Wang Xiao opened his palm, and a sprig of golden grass appeared.

"Hmph, so it's Blue Silver Grass."

Wang Dong'er looked disdainful. "Don't say I'm bullying you. I won't use my second soul skill, and I'll suppress my Soul Power to level sixteen."

"Then you have no chance of winning." Wang Xiao stated frankly, "At the same level, I'm nearly undefeated."

Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly. Brother Wang is really fierce. He's even more arrogant than someone like me who absorbed a Million-Year Spirit Ring.

"Little Yuhao, cultivate properly. Once you reach level twenty, I'll give you a big gift. By then, you can be even more arrogant than this brat," Sky Dream Ice Silkworm promised.

"Wang, I hope you'll still be this arrogant when I'm stomping you beneath my feet!"

Wang Dong'er suddenly attacked. She leaped into the air and kicked at Wang Xiao's chest.

Wang Xiao blocked with his arm, clenched his fist and gathered Soul Power, then struck the sole of her foot with a backhand blow.

Wang Dong'er staggered back, two blushes coloring her cheeks. She pointed at him, too flustered to speak clearly. "You... you shameless bastard!"

"Wang Xiao, you forced me to do this!"

The next moment, one yellow and one purple Spirit Ring lit up beneath her feet. She was about to use her Martial Soul.

Beneath the old locust tree, an elderly man lay on a reclining chair with his eyes closed. He suddenly opened his deep eyes.

"Another Millennium Soul Ring? These two newcomers are not simple."

"A white Spirit Ring? No, it should be a million-year one."

With Mu En's discerning eye, a ten-year Spirit Ring could not possibly produce such a powerful spiritual soul skill. Upon closer inspection, there was gold hidden within the ring, resembling the million-year Spirit Rings described in the records.

At this moment,

Wang Dong'er floated in midair. A pair of beautiful butterfly wings appeared behind her back, dazzlingly multicolored as holy light scattered around her, making her look like an elf emerging from a cocoon.

For a time, she was enveloped in seven-colored streams of light. Her body shone brilliantly, surrounded by multicolored radiance, and beneath that ultimate splendor lay an added sense of holiness.

If she returned to her female form, with radiant light flowing over her body and seven-colored butterfly wings beating behind her, she would absolutely be one of the most beautiful people on the continent.

Huo Yuhao was dumbfounded. Why would a boy possess such a beautiful Martial Soul?

Wang Xiao felt faintly stirred, but when he saw her current immature boyish face, he felt no desire whatsoever.

Unless she returned to her identity as Tang Wutong.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two collided, exchanging fists and kicks, every blow carrying surging waves of Soul Power.

When she punched, Wang Xiao met her fist with his own. When she swept in with her long leg, he split it aside with his palm, easily neutralizing her fierce attacks.

"Why are your movements exactly the same as mine?"

Wang Dong'er seemed to realize something. Pointing at him in embarrassment and anger, she said, "You copied me just now!"

"Sharp eyes. You actually noticed." Wang Xiao smiled as the three Tomoe in his Sharingan slowly turned.

This was the Sharingan's ability. Each time it evolved another Tomoe, it gained the corresponding abilities of insight, copying, and illusion.

Earlier, when Wang Dong'er had sparred with Huo Yuhao, Wang Xiao had not merely been watching. He had secretly used his ability to copy her movements.

Combined with the insight of a single Tomoe, he could easily capture his opponent's movements and techniques, allowing him to predict them in advance.

Unless Wang Dong'er erupted with triple her speed, he would remain undefeated against anyone at the same level.

When Wang Dong'er swooped down again, Wang Xiao neither dodged nor evaded. A faint smile hung on his lips.

"It's over."

Whoosh!

His figure flashed, and he suddenly vanished from where he stood. Wang Dong'er's wing blades only cut through an afterimage.

Huo Yuhao was shocked. His Spirit Eyes saw everything clearly. "Brother Wang is so fast. It's like he teleported."

"Do you only know how to run?" Wang Dong'er glared angrily at Wang Xiao above her.

"Haven't you noticed? You've already fallen into my domain."

A purple Spirit Ring lit up beneath Wang Xiao's feet. "First soul skill, Parasitism!"

"What?" Wang Dong'er looked down, and her expression changed.

At some point, every floor tile had become embedded with a gleaming blue seed. There were hundreds of them, densely packed together.

At that moment, every seed erupted with rich vitality. Shoots burst from their shells, growing into golden vines that shot toward the sky, all in the blink of an eye.

Wang Dong'er flapped her wings and shot upward, trying to break out.

However, it was already too late. The golden vines shooting skyward grew even higher than she could fly.

All the Blue Silver Grass seemed sentient. Like tentacles, they attacked Wang Dong'er while intertwining with one another. In the blink of an eye, they had woven a birdcage twenty meters wide, trapping her inside.

When the last golden vine fell into place, the cage was sealed shut, leaving no exit in any direction.

Wang Dong'er swung her wings, desperately slashing at the Blue Silver Grass as she tried to carve out a gap and escape.

But reality made her expression turn ugly. Every gap she cut open was quickly filled by new Blue Silver Grass. It went on endlessly; she simply could not cut it all down.

At the same time, golden vines lashed against her body, and they seemed particularly fond of attacking her backside. Before she knew it, her butt felt burning hot, perhaps already swollen.

Wang Dong'er gradually fell into despair. While fending off the Blue Silver Grass's harassment, she fled around frantically. She tried every method she could think of, yet could not break out.

Like a butterfly trapped in a birdcage, she fled everywhere and rammed against the barriers, unable to do anything. In the end, she only left herself covered in injuries.

When a vine like a whip struck her backside, Wang Dong'er's eyes instantly reddened. This was bullying!

"I... I surrender!"

A voice choked with grievance and tears came from within the cage.

Wang Xiao withdrew the Blue Silver Grass and sighed in relief. His Soul Power was nearly depleted. If Wang Dong'er had held on a little longer, he would likely have been the one to lose.

Huo Yuhao, meanwhile, looked utterly worshipful and said excitedly, "Brother Wang, I really want to know whether you have a lake of Soul Power hidden inside you. How can you maintain so much Blue Silver Grass?"

He admired him beyond words. Even if he racked his brain for a lifetime, he would never have imagined that Blue Silver Grass could be used this way. There had never been anyone before him, nor would there be anyone after him!

Huo Yuhao gave him a thumbs-up. "Brother Wang, I've got nothing to say. You're freaking awesome!"

"Huo Yuhao, I want to challenge you one-on-one!"

Just then, Wang Dong'er walked over, still wearing an unconvinced expression.

Wang Xiao noticed that her eyes were somewhat red and could not help wondering whether he had hit her too hard and made her cry.

After witnessing the fierce battle, Huo Yuhao's confidence soared. "I know you're strong. If you've got the guts, fight me without using your Martial Soul!"

"Fine, no Martial Souls it is. Who's afraid of whom?" Wang Dong'er agreed immediately.

She had been a favored child of heaven since birth. She had never lost, nor had anyone ever humiliated her with a soul skill. Yet today, she had lost to Wang Xiao next door, something she simply could not accept, leaving her in immense pain.

Right now, she desperately needed a victory to ease her mood.

A spar soon began. The two fought without using their Martial Souls, engaging in a brutal hand-to-hand battle.

At first, Wang Dong'er relied on her combat experience to suppress Huo Yuhao throughout the fight, leaving him able to do nothing but take a beating.

Huo Yuhao touched the shoeprint on his face and immediately grew furious. He stopped hiding his strength and used the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track in full.

In his view, they had only agreed not to use Martial Souls. They had never agreed not to use Tang Sect techniques, so it was perfectly fair.

As the battle reached its climax,

Huo Yuhao pretended to fall from the building, tricking Wang Dong'er into sympathizing with him.

The moment she approached to check on him, he suddenly attacked and unleashed Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

With a bang, Wang Dong'er fell to the ground, and Huo Yuhao even pinned her beneath him. It was utterly humiliating.

"Do you surrender? You've already lost!" Huo Yuhao demanded loudly.

"I said I could definitely beat you without using my Martial Soul. Don't look down on people!"

After being defeated twice, Wang Dong'er's grievance reached its limit. Having always stood high above the clouds, she had never suffered such humiliation.

Losing to Wang Xiao was one thing; at least he had won through superior Soul Power. But losing to Huo Yuhao, who was even weaker than her, utterly shattered her proud heart.

"Get off me!"

She erupted with Soul Power and kicked Huo Yuhao away.

The defenses around Wang Dong'er's heart collapsed, and she burst into tears with a wail.

Her eyes red, she flapped her Goddess Butterfly wings and flew out of the academy.

"Brother Wang, why is she crying? She's a grown man, after all." Huo Yuhao was confused. "She acted tougher than anyone in the dorm before, but now she's crying."

Wang Xiao sighed softly. "The brighter the light someone carries, the harder it is for them to accept their own failure. It's normal. Understandable."

"Besides, your victory was a bit unfair."

Huo Yuhao awkwardly scratched the back of his head. He had mainly wanted to win once because she had been so arrogant.

Wang Xiao could not say much either. After all, they truly had not agreed that techniques were forbidden. It counted as a loophole in the rules.

"You go to sleep. I'll go bring her back."

Wang Xiao waved goodbye and headed toward the academy gates.