Yu Xiaogang: Incapable of Great Things!

"Boss, look, isn't that the kid you apologized to today?" One of Xiao Chenyu's lackeys spotted him as they passed by.

Xiao Chenyu snapped his head around, his eyes immediately blazing with fury as he strode forward.

"Come on. That brat made me lose face today. I'll make him pay in a moment!"

"Brother Wang, look, Xiao Chenyu is coming this way with his men." A dormmate beside Wang Sheng noticed them, fear filling his eyes.

Wang Sheng quickly turned around, his expression darkening at once. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Looks like we can't settle this peacefully today."

"Sister Xiao Wu and Tang San aren't here. Brother Wang, what do we do?" One of the younger boys beside him panicked.

"They should be here for me." Seeing the leading boy's appearance and the murderous glare fixed on him, Zhu Wu had a guess. Xiao Chenyu most likely felt humiliated during the day and wanted to regain face by beating him up in public.

Kids had strange ways of thinking, after all.

"Little Zhu, how did you provoke them?" Wang Sheng could not help asking.

"The one in front mistook me for a girl." Zhu Wu sounded rather helpless.

Wang Sheng understood immediately. He puffed out his chest and stepped forward. "We definitely can't run. I'll hold them off later. At worst, I'll just get beaten up. I'm tough enough to take it."

"No need. A man should bear responsibility for his own actions. I'll handle this myself." Zhu Wu strode forward. Although the time he could spend practicing the Vajra Power Exercise and Longevity Exercise each day was short, that was only relative. He was still quite strong, having trained for so many years. Especially in the three months since his Spirit Awakening, Little White had been chewing medicinal herbs every day and feeding their benefits back to him, greatly improving his young body.

Otherwise, how could his complexion be so rosy and lustrous now?

"Little Zhu, don't joke around at a time like this." Wang Sheng clearly had little faith in Zhu Wu's combat ability.

A Silkworm Martial Soul—how much fighting power could it possibly have?

"Brother Wang, trust me. I have my ways." Though Zhu Wu did not feel especially confident either, he still put on an extremely confident front.

At worst, he would get beaten up. Whether it worked or not, he would find out after trying. What was there to fear?

If it really comes down to it, there's still Little White's Unique Secret Skill.

Just as people had to relieve themselves after eating, Little White also produced waste and gas after chewing medicinal herbs. It simply did not expel them immediately, instead storing them within the Inner Space of the final abdominal segment near its tail. Don't ask what it was for. The answer was farting—just look at Luo San Pao!

It could only be said that it was incredibly foul, carrying an extremely strong herbal odor along with trace amounts of poison.

After all, every medicine had some toxicity.

Once the residual toxins from various herbs mixed together in that internal space, they would inevitably become a mixed poison, making the toxicity even stronger. Tests had proven that killing lab mice was no problem.

Come to think of it, saving herbal dregs to release as farts was Little White's only means of attack at present.

Zhu Wu had only discovered that Little White possessed this ability after it had eaten several medicinal herbs.

The blast had turned his face green on the spot!

It truly deserved to be an External Martial Soul with its own storage space!

"You really have a way?" Wang Sheng still did not believe him.

"Just watch me perform!" Zhu Wu perked up, puffed out his chest, and strode to the front of the group, watching Xiao Chenyu and his men approach.

"You little—" Xiao Chenyu was just about to spit out some threats when Zhu Wu raised a hand to interrupt him. "Enough. I know what you want to do."

"You just want to beat me up to vent your anger, don't you? You were the one who mistook me for someone else, yet you insist on blaming me. Hmph, you're already over ten years old, yet you brought a group to bully a six-year-old kid. I'm embarrassed for you!"

"If you've got guts, come out and fight me one-on-one!"

By the time he finished speaking, Xiao Chenyu was already red with rage. His face flushed, and he gritted his teeth. "How do you want to fight?"

"Obviously, no soul skills allowed!" Zhu Wu blurted out.

"Don't tell me that, as a Soul Master who has already absorbed a soul ring, you still want to use soul skills against a Soul Scholar like me, who doesn't even have a soul ring?"

With so many people watching, Xiao Chenyu clearly cared about his reputation. He nodded without hesitation. "Fine. We'll do as you say."

"All of you, move back." He turned around and ordered his lackeys to clear some space.

"Wait!" Zhu Wu suddenly added.

"What else do you want?" Xiao Chenyu frowned.

"We can fight, but I have one condition." Zhu Wu continued.

"What condition?" Xiao Chenyu asked.

"If I win, you're not allowed to trouble anyone from Dorm Seven again. Also, from now on, you need to have someone help us do the work-study students' cleaning duties. In short, you do the work while we still collect the money." Zhu Wu nodded. "And I heard you're the City Lord's Son. As a noble, I imagine your family should have books introducing soul beasts, right? I want one!"

"My requirements aren't high. Anything found in the Beginner Soul Hunting Forest will do."

Damn, I only brought that up this afternoon, and he's already saying it? Wang Sheng was stunned. He looked Zhu Wu up and down with newfound admiration.

"You call that one condition?" Xiao Chenyu's eyes widened. How could this guy be so shameless?

And he was as shrewd as a monkey. Was he really a six-year-old child?

"What if you lose?" he could not help asking.

"I'll kneel and call you Dad. From then on, if you tell me to go east, I'll never go west." Zhu Wu's tone was resolute.

"Anything that violates public decency is excluded," he added.

"What do you take me, Xiao Chenyu, for? You're insulting me!" Xiao Chenyu flew into a rage.

"Fine, as you say!" he said through gritted teeth.

"Little Zhu, are you really confident?" Seeing Xiao Chenyu's lackeys retreat, Wang Sheng still looked worried and could not rest easy.

"Just watch!" Zhu Wu turned and gave him a reassuring look.

"Then be careful." Wang Sheng said no more and turned to signal his dormmates to step back.

"Come on." Zhu Wu stood still and nodded at Xiao Chenyu across from him, saying forcefully, "I'll let you make the first move."

What the hell? Xiao Chenyu's mindset shattered. The brat across from him was far too arrogant, actually looking down on him.

"This child certainly has plenty of tricks." In the distance, Yu Xiaogang, who had been about to enter the cafeteria for dinner, shook his head slightly. "Unfortunately, he is still too inexperienced. Although Xiao Chenyu's first soul ring is less than a hundred years old, it is still an added soul ring and has greatly enhanced his physical body. He is absolutely not someone a Soul Scholar with a Silkworm Martial Soul and no soul ring can contend with. Rashness, utter rashness!"

"Clever in small matters but lacking grand strategy, impatient by nature and short-sighted. He will never amount to much!"

As he pondered, Xiao Chenyu launched the first attack when Zhu Wu did not move. Perhaps because Zhu Wu had not summoned his Martial Soul, Xiao Chenyu felt that using his own against a child several years younger, in front of so many people, would make him a laughingstock. He had no intention of using it either.

Clenching his fist, he charged forward menacingly.

Zhu Wu calmed his mind and focused, his eyes fixed on Xiao Chenyu's fist while the corner of his eye watched his feet.

Very soon, Xiao Chenyu reached him. His feet suddenly stopped, and the punch he had thrown shifted as he pulled it back, swiftly sweeping his right leg out.

"He's clearly taking advantage of Little Zhu's young age and short legs." Wang Sheng, who had spent years getting beaten up, understood immediately, his pupils involuntarily widening.

Then Zhu Wu suddenly dodged to the left, avoiding the incoming right leg.

The next instant, he forcefully pushed off the ground, drove his shoulder forward, and leaped into Xiao Chenyu's chest. As his body rose, he bent his thigh and struck low, kicking toward a certain spot.