The Spoiled Xiao Wu Picks a Fight on Her First Day in the Dorm

After seeing off Old Jack, who thanked him over and over, Su Chen followed the directions the academic affairs teacher had given him. He walked at an unhurried pace along Nuoding Academy's tree-shaded paths and reached a blue-gray brick building tucked into the farthest corner of the dormitory grounds.

This was the dormitory reserved for Work-Study Students.

Dorm Seven.

As the shabbiest lodging in all of Nuoding Academy, Dorm Seven had a wooden door whose paint had long since peeled away. Even its hinges gave a dry creak that spoke of years without repair.

Before Su Chen could raise a hand to push the door open, shouts and cries of pain drifted from inside, along with a crisp, spirited scolding.

"Ow! That hurts! Have mercy, heroine! Please, my lady, have mercy!"

"Hmph! Now you know how formidable Sister Xiao Wu is, don't you? From now on, I'm the boss of Dorm Seven. Anyone who dares disobey me will get no mercy from my Soft Technique!"

Su Chen smiled at the clear voice coming through the door.

The Pure Yang Dragon Blood in his body quietly surged. The Ancestral Dragon Divine Eyes stirred in his gaze, letting him see clearly through the heavy door and fix on a crystalline mass of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit Origin Aura that carried a faint fragrance of carrots and fresh grass.

Creak...

With a slightly grating scrape, Su Chen gently pushed open Dorm Seven's heavy wooden door.

The room was a spacious three hundred square meters, but its furnishings were especially crude.

Dozens of single wooden beds stood in neat rows. No bedding covered them, only bare straw mats.

In the open space at the center of the dorm, seven or eight older Work-Study Students in patched homespun clothes lay sprawled across the floor, bruised and swollen, groaning in pain.

The burly boy who had led them was Wang Sheng, Dorm Seven's former boss. He was clutching a shoulder that looked dislocated, his face twisted in pain.

In the middle of that group of sturdy boys stood a little girl in pink, as lovely as if she had been carved from jade.

She looked about six years old. Her pretty face was fair with rosy cheeks, and her bright, clear eyes brimmed with life.

Her smooth black hair was gathered into a playful Scorpion Braid that hung past her hips.

She wore a fitted pink-and-white outfit. Her slender waist looked small enough to encircle with one hand, while her long, straight legs made her seem all the more light and nimble.

She was a woodland sprite come to life, her spoiled air unable to hide the wildness and energy beneath it.

She was the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit who had taken human form in the Star Dou Great Forest and begun cultivating anew, only recently entering the human world...

Xiao Wu!

At the sound of the door opening, Xiao Wu, who had been rubbing her wrist, and the groaning Work-Study Students scattered across the floor all turned at once. Every gaze fell on Su Chen in the doorway.

Clutching his chest, Wang Sheng struggled to his feet. When he saw Su Chen's coarse clothes, he instinctively called out in his rough voice, "New here? Dorm Seven has rules. New Work-Study Students have to show their Martial Souls and strength first. You only get a bed if you beat the boss... Though Dorm Seven's boss is now—"

Before Wang Sheng could finish, Xiao Wu came hopping over with quick, lively steps.

She tilted her little head and sized Su Chen up, her sparkling eyes blinking.

"Hey, newcomer! My name's Xiao Wu—Wu as in dancing! My Martial Soul is a rabbit, a very cute Soft Bone Rabbit."

Xiao Wu planted her hands on her slender waist, lifted her delicate chin, and gave a haughty little snort.

"They've all admitted defeat. Since you're a Work-Study Student too, you have to spar with me according to the rules here! Beat me and you can be the boss. If you can't, you'll call me Sister Xiao Wu from now on and obey my orders. Got it?"

Looking at this spoiled, adorable Hundred-Thousand-Year Rabbit in human form, who had yet to learn how dangerous human society could be, Su Chen laughed to himself.

In the original story, Tang San had fought Xiao Wu here using Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. In the end, his reluctance to hurt her had led, almost by accident, to the two of them sharing bedding and forming a bond.

Unfortunately for her, the one standing before Xiao Wu now was the Chaos Ancestral Dragon, bearing a supreme, god-tier bloodline!

"Call you Sister Xiao Wu?" Su Chen stepped calmly into the dorm and pulled the door shut behind him. A faint, commanding authority touched his handsome face. "Little girl, you talk big. By my rules, the weak obey. What happens if you lose?"

"Wow! You actually dared call me a little girl? You've got some nerve!" Xiao Wu protested, her fair cheeks puffing out. "Hmph! As if I could lose! If I do, I'll call you my big brother instead—Brother Chen—and listen to everything you say! Here I come!"

The moment she finished speaking, Xiao Wu tapped a toe against the floor and shot upward!

She moved with startling speed, her small body tracing an extraordinarily supple arc through the air, as though she had no bones at all.

A sweet breeze swept past as Xiao Wu whipped out her right leg, her toes flying straight toward Su Chen's chin. It was the rabbit Soft Technique that had never failed her...

Rabbit Kicks the Eagle!

"So fast!" Wang Sheng and the others cried out from the floor. That strange, unpredictable close-combat Soft Technique had just sent them tumbling.

Faced with Xiao Wu's sharp, tricky surprise attack, Su Chen did not move his feet an inch. Not a ripple crossed his striking face.

Under the Ancestral Dragon Divine Eyes' all-encompassing perception, Xiao Wu's leap and kick looked as slow as a stumbling walk to Su Chen.

More importantly, against Su Chen, who had fully mastered the Pure Yang Dragon Emperor Hegemony Body, an ordinary Soft Technique that relied on flexibility and leverage could not shake his body, solid as divine iron, in the slightest!

Whoosh...

When Xiao Wu's small, fair foot came within a hair's breadth of Su Chen's chin, he raised his right hand.

The motion looked casual, yet with impossible precision, he caught her slender, pale ankle firmly in his grip!

"What?!"

Xiao Wu was horrified.

Her close-combat Soft Technique had always kept its true and feinted moves impossible to predict. Ordinary Soul Masters could scarcely even see it clearly.

Yet this boy, who looked her age, had seen through her attack at a glance. With nothing but the explosive strength of his bare hand, he had stopped the tremendous force of her descending kick in midair!

The hand around her ankle was warm and unyielding, like a towering mountain range she could never cross.

No matter how Xiao Wu drove the Soul Power within her, she could not pull her foot free by even an inch!

"Close-combat Soft Technique uses an opponent's strength against them, overcoming hardness with softness. It's not a bad idea. But before absolute strength and a superior body, fancy moves mean nothing," Su Chen said evenly.

"Damn it! Don't underestimate me!"

Xiao Wu's competitive spirit and the wild nature of a Soul Beast flared to life.

With a sharp cry, she used her trapped ankle as a pivot and swept her other long, supple leg up to scissor through the air.

She twisted half a turn in midair like a pink serpent. Her long black Scorpion Braid lashed out, whipping straight toward Su Chen's neck!

Soft Technique...

Scorpion Braid Neck Wrap, Close-Combat Waist Bow!

This was the finishing move Xiao Wu took the most pride in.

Once her braid wrapped around an opponent's neck, she could combine it with the extraordinary explosive strength of her waist. Even a Soul Grandmaster several levels above her would be hurled away!

As the Scorpion Braid reached Su Chen's throat, Wang Sheng and the others on the floor shut their eyes, afraid to see him slammed into the wall.

Facing the killing move at point-blank range, Su Chen's eyes lit up with purple-gold dragon light!