The Obstinate Xiao Wu

Tang Chuan looked at Xiao Wu, who had puffed out her cheeks. Instead of getting angry, he laughed, took a bite of a freshly cooked rabbit leg, and casually replied:

"Xiao Wu, you're being way too unreasonable. I caught these rabbits with my own ability and cooked this food with my own skill. Why can't I sell it here?"

"The teachers at the Academy have turned a blind eye to it, yet you're acting like the Enforcement Team?"

"If I don't sell rabbits, are you going to make money to support me?"

He delivered the words with such force that Xiao Wu's brows shot up in anger.

"You—you're talking back!"

At that, Xiao Wu ground her teeth in fury. The next moment, she exploded with rage and charged at Tang Chuan in a single stride, raising both hands to overturn his Barbecue Stall.

But Tang Chuan had been prepared.

His feet slid, and his body moved like a civet weaving through the shadows. In the blink of an eye, he blocked the front of the Barbecue Stall, his whole body as immovable as a wall.

Xiao Wu halted, narrowing her eyes as she sneered, "Hmph, with only one level of Soul Power, you think you can stop me?"

As she spoke, she spun beautifully and launched a side kick. Like a bolt of wind and lightning, it shot straight toward Tang Chuan's chin! The movement was fast, accurate, and vicious, carrying tremendous force.

But in the next instant, Tang Chuan tilted his head and stepped back as if he had predicted it in advance, cleanly dodging the kick.

Xiao Wu froze and said incredulously, "You... you actually dodged?"

In Xiao Wu's eyes, even if Tang San had faced that kick head-on, he would have had to respond cautiously.

Yet Tang Chuan, whose Innate Soul Power was only one level, had avoided it so effortlessly that he had not even broken a sweat. How was that possible?

Seeing her side kick easily dodged, Xiao Wu burned with anger. "Hmph, don't think dodging makes you so great!"

The next second, she lunged forward and attacked again!

Then came a sweeping kick, followed closely by a series of rapid steps. Every move was as swift as the wind, her footwork alternating between feints and real attacks, while overlapping leg shadows made her trajectory almost impossible to see.

Xiao Wu had clearly lost her temper, and even her movements unconsciously carried a wild instinct.

But no matter how fast she became or how frequently she changed her rhythm, Tang Chuan remained calm and composed. Like an incredibly slippery snake, he always managed to evade her attacks half a step in advance.

"You! What else can you do besides run?" Xiao Wu was utterly enraged and shouted as a yellow Soul Ring suddenly rose from beneath her feet.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

With a whoosh, broken stones flew from the ground and the air trembled. Xiao Wu's body vanished from the spot like a cannonball!

Tang Chuan had not even had time to turn around when a powerful gust rushed toward him from behind!

Xiao Wu had appeared behind him in the blink of an eye!

Her foot rose and struck through the air. The angle was treacherous, the speed astonishing, and the terrifying impact headed straight for Tang Chuan's waist!

But just as Xiao Wu's toes lifted, a hand suddenly reached out like a ghost and accurately seized her ankle!

Smack!

Xiao Wu's entire body was suspended in midair, coming to an abrupt stop. Her expression changed sharply, and disbelief appeared in her eyes once more.

"How... how is this possible?!"

She had clearly used the Waist Bow Soul Skill to accelerate. Even Tang San would have found it difficult to react from the front, yet Tang Chuan had responded in advance and firmly caught her attack?

Xiao Wu had thought that even if her kick failed to connect, it would at least force her opponent to stagger.

But Tang Chuan's hand was as steady as a rock. Not only had he blocked her, he had also prevented even the slightest bit of her momentum from being transmitted into his body.

Tang Chuan smiled lightly and turned his head to look at her. His gaze was calm, yet carried a hint of teasing and provocation. "Your speed is good enough. Unfortunately, you don't have enough strength."

Xiao Wu did not know that after absorbing the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, Tang Chuan's physique, speed, Soul Power, and Spiritual Power had all improved tremendously. Although he did not have much practical combat experience, the Soul Power within his body was astonishingly surging, far beyond that of a Soul Master of the same level.

The great way was simple: Soul Power could be converted into strength.

The force unleashed by Xiao Wu's kick just now was something Tang Chuan was fully capable of resisting.

At that moment, Tang Chuan held Xiao Wu's slender ankle in one hand. His eyes narrowed slightly. He did not hurry to release her. Instead, he slowly raised his head, swept his gaze across Xiao Wu's face, and glanced around.

The Academy's Main Teaching Building was far to the left. The training field was empty, and the open ground in front of the dormitory was close to the Back Mountain. It was normally the most remote corner, with the fewest students around.

More importantly, Master was not present, nor was Tang San. There were no Academy teachers either. There were no adults in the area who could pose any threat to him, only a few students watching the show.

A glint flashed through Tang Chuan's eyes, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly as he finished weighing the situation in an instant.

Even if I have to reveal a little of my strength, I have to teach this rabbit a lesson today. Otherwise, she'll probably overturn my stall tomorrow.

Tang Chuan lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Wu, who was puffed up with anger yet helpless. His gaze suddenly darkened, and he slowly raised his right hand, spreading open his palm.

"You're so young, yet already this arrogant and overbearing. Then today, I'll teach you a lesson."

Before he finished speaking, his right palm shook violently, and the Blue Silver Grass Spirit was silently released.

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass instantly drilled out from Tang Chuan's palm and twisted outward as if alive. A faint layer of blue-gold radiance shimmered across their surface.

"Whoosh—"

In the next instant, several strands of Blue Silver Grass lunged toward Xiao Wu on the ground like predatory venomous snakes. In a flash, they wrapped around her layer by layer, binding her into a human-shaped cocoon!

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Xiao Wu turned deathly pale in shock. Her First Spirit Ring lit up again, and her Soul Power surged wildly as she tried to use her Soul Skill to break free.

However, the moment she moved, the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around her immediately tightened. It constricted firmly and clung to her skin like a living creature, leaving her almost no room to move.

"How is this possible... This is Blue Silver Grass? But how can its Entangle strength be even greater than Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass?" Xiao Wu's expression changed drastically as she spoke in disbelief.

Seeing that Xiao Wu could not break free from the restraints of his Blue Silver Grass at all, Tang Chuan thought to himself:

Sure enough, all my assumptions were correct.

The Entangle ability of Blue Silver Grass is one of its instincts.

As long as its Soul Power is strong enough, its toughness and strength will naturally rise accordingly. There's no need to waste another Soul Ring adding some kind of Entangle-type Soul Skill.

Those Soul Masters who add Entangle Soul Skills to Blue Silver Grass are complete idiots.

After saying that, Tang Chuan did not hesitate in the slightest. He suddenly raised his right foot, and with a bang, kicked Xiao Wu directly in the abdomen!

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Wu's body flew away like a rag doll before crashing heavily onto the ground several meters away, sending up a cloud of dust.

At that moment, on the tree-lined path behind the Work-Study Students' dormitory at Nuoding Academy, several Work-Study Students who had just finished dinner and were returning to the dormitory walked side by side.

The one leading them was Wang Sheng of Dorm Seven. Several followers walked beside him, complaining as they went about how small the portions at the cafeteria had been. Their curses rose and fell without end.