How was this a six-year-old child? He was a Ferocious Beast in human form!!!

Bang!

A deafening crash rang out.

Someone brutally kicked the dormitory door open from outside.

Then more than a dozen tall Second-Year Class students, roughly ten to twelve years old, stormed inside.

Even in the faint light from the hallway, it was clear who they were.

Huyan Ye was leading them.

Sitting on his bed, Huo Yuhao merely gave the group a cold glance.

Then he looked away, paying them no further attention.

Over a dozen of them, all eleven or twelve. Boss is done for this time.

Without his martial soul, no matter how strong his body is, Boss can only handle one or two at most.

But over a dozen have come this time.

Huo Yuhao sneered inwardly.

He continued circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, with no intention of intervening.

The moment Huyan Ye and the others entered, however...

Their gazes locked straight onto Qian Renchuan's bed by the window, and a cold smirk immediately curled Huyan Ye's lips.

"Sleeping so soundly when you're about to die!"

He turned toward a burly student beside him and said in a low voice,

"Wang Meng, go!"

"Drag our Eldest Young Master out from under his covers and wake him up properly!"

The student named Wang Meng grinned viciously at his words.

"You got it."

With that...

He strode toward Qian Renchuan's bed.

He yanked the blanket away and reached straight for Qian Renchuan's collar.

"Eldest Young Master, stop sleeping. Get up and take your beating!"

Yet just as Wang Meng's fingers were about to touch Qian Renchuan's collar...

Qian Renchuan, who had been sleeping soundly...

Snapped his eyes open.

There was not a trace of sleepy confusion in his gaze, only coldness and irritation.

Whoosh!

The next instant...

Qian Renchuan's right hand shot out like lightning, clamping onto Wang Meng's wrist with perfect precision.

Then he twisted it hard.

Crack!

"Aah!"

Wang Meng's face contorted instantly, and he screamed.

Perhaps because he had been caught off guard, he lost his balance at once.

Qian Renchuan pulled him along with that momentum, wrenching his arm behind his back and slamming him onto the bed boards with a dull thud.

Immediately afterward...

He raised his left leg and brought it crashing down.

Wang Meng's head and cheek smashed against the bed boards, leaving him sucking in sharp breaths of pain.

It had all happened far too fast, in the blink of an eye.

Huyan Ye and the others froze in place, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"What are you standing around for?!"

Huyan Ye was the first to recover, roaring in fury,

"Academy rules forbid using martial souls in private fights! Everyone, get him! Teach him a lesson with your fists!"

"He's only six! How can a dozen of us not beat one of him?!"

At his shout, the other students exchanged glances, then immediately lunged at Qian Renchuan, fists swinging.

But faced with over a dozen attackers...

Qian Renchuan snorted.

He did not even bother stepping down from the bed. Pushing hard against the bed frame with both legs, he sprang into the air like a nimble cat and landed right in their midst.

The fight...

Erupted instantly!

No martial souls allowed?

Heh. Do these idiots really think that restricts me?

Little did they know that the restriction held only them back. Instead, it made Qian Renchuan's physical strength all the more pronounced, all the more overwhelming.

No dazzling soul rings flashed.

No soul skills collided with deafening force.

There was only a contest of pure physical strength and speed.

His spiritual power, over two hundred strong, spread out in full. Under his powerful perception, the movements of these students in their early teens seemed as slow as snails.

He saw the angle of every punch and the path of every kick with perfect clarity.

Bang!

Qian Renchuan shifted slightly to the side.

He easily avoided a fist flying straight at him.

At the same time, he formed a knife-hand with his right hand and chopped precisely at his opponent's neck.

"Aah!"

The student screamed, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qian Renchuan darted and weaved through the cramped dormitory, his movements flowing seamlessly without a single wasted motion.

His physical prowess, far beyond that of anyone his age, was on full display.

Every punch and every kick came with a dull impact and the sharp crack of dislocating bones.

"Ow!"

"My arm!"

"How is this kid so strong?!"

Screams rose one after another throughout the dormitory.

Those formerly menacing Second-Year Class geniuses now seemed like children even younger than Qian Renchuan.

Qian Renchuan showed no mercy, either, dropping one little kid with each punch.

He sent them flying one after another.

Some slammed into walls, others crashed into cabinets, plunging the entire dormitory into chaos.

Standing among them, Huyan Ye was utterly stunned.

"Holy shit!"

"Impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"He clearly hasn't used his martial soul! How can he have such terrifying strength and speed?!"

Even Huo Yuhao, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed all this time, could no longer remain calm.

His eyes snapped open, and he stared fixedly at Qian Renchuan darting through the crowd, his mind in turmoil.

He's so fast!

What terrifying physical strength!

He's even stronger today than he was when he sent Li Yan and the others flying yesterday!

Unable to stop himself from drawing a deep breath, Huo Yuhao thought in shock,

Is this what makes a top-tier body martial soul, the skin martial soul, so terrifying?

Even without cultivating soul power, can his body's natural growth alone reach such an appalling level?

While Huo Yuhao reeled in shock, the battle was already drawing to a close.

Qian Renchuan unleashed a whipping kick.

He sent the last student charging at him flying.

Only then did he turn his gaze, locking straight onto Huyan Ye at the very back.

Under Qian Renchuan's stare, Huyan Ye shuddered with fear and stumbled backward.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?!"

"I'm the class monitor! If you dare hit me..."

Before he could finish, Qian Renchuan had already dashed up to him.

Bang!

First came a kick to Huyan Ye's lower abdomen.

Huyan Ye cried out in pain, doubled over like a shrimp, and crashed heavily to the floor.

Then Qian Renchuan stepped forward, straddled Huyan Ye without ceremony, and unleashed a frenzy of blows.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Coming here to pick a fight in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, huh?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"You really think I'm an easy target, huh?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"And you brought so many people! Being class monitor's really gone to your head!"

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Aaaaaaah!!!!"

Every punch drew another piglike squeal from Huyan Ye.

Before long, Huyan Ye's once reasonably handsome face had swollen into a pig's head, blood streaming from his nose. He was a pitiful sight.

As for the other students sprawled on the floor around them...

The sight of Qian Renchuan's savagery left every one of them trembling with fear, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

He's terrifying!

How is this a six-year-old child?

He's a ferocious beast in human form!