Hearing this, Tang San let out a cold huff and prepared to walk around this fellow.
His mood right now was very bad.
Get away from me, old man!
Actually ignoring me?
Seeing Tang San about to leave, Wang Sheng's temper also began to rise, reaching out to grab at Tang San, but Tang San's footsteps shifted and he easily avoided it.
Which could not help but cause Wang Sheng to emit a startled sound.
"Still got a bit of skill, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."
After glancing at Ye Fan, Wang Sheng's mouth twitched-that fellow was not easy to mess with... Then he looked back at Tang San.
"Hmph, then we'll just get straight to the point. My name is Wang Sheng, and I'm the boss here.
Newcomers coming to our Dorm Seven all have to fight the boss. If you win, you're the boss; otherwise, you have to be my underling!"
"Boring..."
Tang San gave a faint, mocking remark, then walked toward the inside.
"Kid, that's not up to you! Take this punch!"
Wang Sheng shouted, and swung his fist to strike at Tang San.
Courting death!
Tang San was currently brimming with a belly full of fire with nowhere to vent it, and Wang Sheng's provocative action happened to give him a reason to make a move.
If others don't offend me, I won't offend others!
Only to see brilliant light flash in Tang San's pupils, and his palms struck out side by side, one in front and one behind.
Wang Sheng's fist was instantly struck and deviated from its trajectory, but its momentum did not decrease.
In the eyes of the people around, his face looked as if it had crashed right into Tang San's palm!
With a slap.
That powerful and heavy palm struck Wang Sheng's face.
Wang Sheng's entire body spun and flew backward as he tumbled.
Tang San's force with this slap was indeed not light. Wang Sheng sat on the ground with a blank face, not yet figuring out what had happened, but his hand had already subconsciously covered his face.
This fellow... No!
Ye Fan sat on the wooden bed, watching this farce unfold.
Just this?
It wasn't even enough to warm up Little San Tang.
Seeing this, Ye Fan tried to use the Word Spirit through inner voice, transmitting it into Wang Sheng's heart.
[Fight again]
The next moment, for reasons unknown to Wang Sheng, his body suddenly moved on its own.
By the time he reacted, his whole body had already pounced toward Tang San.
"Hey, you!!"
Wang Sheng just wanted to say you hurry up and dodge.
But the second half of the sentence was not yet finished.
Only to see Tang San's body tilt to the side, dodging Wang Sheng's attack, raising his hand to catch Wang Sheng's arm, and throwing him out with a shoulder throw.
Ye Fan shook his head. The effect of the inner voice combined with the Word Spirit was a bit weak; in the future, he would still need a mental-type soul ring to strengthen himself.
However, this was not without benefits. The shorter the control time, the less soul power it consumed.
Thinking this, he launched the Word Spirit Technique toward everyone inside the room.
[Charge together]
The next moment, everyone in the room swarmed toward Tang San all at once.
In Tang San's gaze, this group of people all had ferocious expressions, dying to avenge their boss!
But in reality, they were just like Wang Sheng and had no idea what was happening.
Wang Sheng sat on the ground, wearing a blank expression as he watched the lackeys rush up.
When did they become so brave?
Over a dozen people pounced up together. Tang San still didn't want to expose too much in front of Ye Fan, so he gritted his teeth and refrained from using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
The result was... a bunch of people fighting into a tangled mess, unable to distinguish friend from foe.
Tang San was squeezed in the middle, fighting with difficulty for five minutes before finally knocking everyone to the ground.
At this moment, Tang San was panting heavily. The clothes on his body were all torn apart, and there was even a glaring tooth print on his buttocks.
Seeing this, Ye Fan finally revealed a smile.
Now this is what you call a fight.
"Who else... is unsatisfied?"
Tang San looked at the tattered cloth strips on his body, a fierce urge to kill someone rising in his heart. He didn't have any spare clothes to change into...
He coldly swept his gaze around, and everyone nearby lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
Wang Sheng covered his half-red and swollen face, waving his hand.
"No, we won't fight anymore. From now on, you're the boss..."
Tang San let out a cold huff, turning his head to look for his bundle.
But his bundle had already been torn to shreds together with the battle just now, and the coarse cakes packed inside had been crushed underfoot and scattered all over the floor.
Upon seeing the miserable state of the bundle.
Tang San:"..."
Why did he feel inexplicably unlucky today?
Was it an illusion?
He sighed, untied the bundle, and wrapped it around his waist.
It was still a piece of cloth of some size, and it even exuded a faint scent of coarse grain.
Right at this moment, a brisk and pretty voice came from the direction of the doorway.
"Is this Dorm Seven... Uh, am I interrupting you guys?"
Ye Fan cast his gaze over.
Only to see a pink little girl appear at the doorway, currently looking at the crowd in front of her with a very knowing gaze.
Seeing a little girl appear, Tang San hastily turned around.
That face which usually never showed drastic fluctuations instantly turned thoroughly red.
Isn't this the boys' dorm!?
Where did a female come from?
Since the other main character had appeared, Ye Fan's inner voice directly locked onto Xiao Wu, beginning to guide and influence her step by step.
[So this is Xiao Wu when she was young? She really looks so small.]
"Huh? Who's talking?"
Xiao Wu tilted her head, not finding the person who spoke.
The people here all looked foolish and dazed. She eliminated them one by one, leaving only Tang San and Ye Fan's group, but those guys were all lying on the ground without speaking.
She didn't know whether the fellow facing away was speaking or the fellow on the bed was speaking.
"Hey, the one in front... the guy dressed so passionately, this is Dorm Seven, right?"
Xiao Wu shouted toward Tang San.
With his back turned, Tang San swallowed a mouthful of saliva and kicked Wang Sheng's shin.
He lowered his voice.
"Hey, how can there be a female here?"
Having taken a kick, Wang Sheng didn't feel any displeasure and said it as a matter of course.
"We're all kids, and mixed-gender living is a very normal thing. Besides, everyone is a work-study student, and we don't spend money on school tuition, so the Academy won't specifically assign us separate dorms either."
That made a lot of sense...
He was somewhat helpless; a female had to come precisely at this time.
"Your name is Wang Sheng, right? You go deal with her."
"You got it."
Wang Sheng cheerfully responded.
This boss had conquered him with strength, so he was the most loyal lackey!
He took a step backward, looked at Xiao Wu, and wore an arrogant expression.
"Hey, little girl, this is Dorm Seven. What's your name and Martial Soul? Hurry up and tell our boss, and then you guys can fight!"
Hearing Wang Sheng's words, Tang San looked at him incredulously.
No, can't you see the situation on my body?
How am I supposed to fight naked!?
Damn it, as expected, he hated brats the most!
"A fight?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's entire pair of eyes instantly lit up.
"My name is Xiao Wu, and my Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit!"
She spoke while skipping and hopping on the spot, poised and ready for action.
"Alright, you come fight our boss! The one who wins is the boss, and the loser obediently becomes the little brother!"
Wang Sheng grew more and more excited as he spoke, completely failing to notice Tang San's look that practically screamed he wanted to kill someone.
He took a step back, directly pushing Tang San out front.
"Me?"
Tang San had just wanted to say something, but the sound of rushing wind had already reached his ears.
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