Tang San's Return

"What? You want to sell Carrots? No way! If you sell the Carrots, what am I supposed to eat?"

Who would have thought that Hu Jiu's money-making plan would meet Xiao Wu's fierce opposition.

As a Rabbit, she was serious about defending her food.

"But we're out of money!" Hu Jiu spread his hands helplessly.

Thankfully, this wasn't his previous life. If it were, he could have borrowed money first and paid it back together after they got married. But there was no such thing as borrowing here!

"Then... then I don't care. Anyway, you can't sell Carrots. At most, at most we won't go out to play anymore. We'll just stay at the academy." Xiao Wu looked at Hu Jiu pitifully, as if he were about to abandon her.

"Forget it. I'll think of another way."

He was still too weak. If he had Soul Power left over after feeding Xiao Wu, he could sell Carrots to make money.

Unfortunately, his Soul Power Level was still Level 9. It would be some time before he advanced.

Once he broke through to become a Soul Master, he believed he would have extra Carrots to sell.

"Sister Xiao Wu, this is bad! Wang Sheng has been stopped by Boss Xiao's group. Hurry and save him!" At that moment, one of the dormitory boys ran over and anxiously spoke to Xiao Wu and Hu Jiu.

"Boss Xiao! Xiao Chenyu?" Hu Jiu asked.

"Yes, them! Their group often bullies us. This time, when Boss Wang Sheng ran into them, they stopped him right away. Hurry and help him!"

"How dare they bully one of my people? That's unforgivable! Lead the way. Let's see how I deal with them." Xiao Wu flared up in anger, her little face turning red.

Over the past few days, Wang Sheng and the others had treated her, their boss, with great respect. Now that one of her underlings was being bullied, of course she wasn't happy.

"Come with me." The boy quickly agreed and led Hu Jiu and Xiao Wu toward the scene.

Beside Xiao Wu, Hu Jiu tightened his grip on his hammer. The hammer had not seen action for days. Today, he would let it have a good workout.

A few minutes later, they arrived.

At that moment, Wang Sheng and his people were facing off against a group of students. They were Boss Xiao's group.

All of them were upper-year students, more than twenty in total. Compared to Wang Sheng's side of nearly ten people, they looked far more imposing.

The leader was a tall youth. Though his face was still childish, he already had the bearing of an adult. He was none other than Xiao Chenyu.

"Oh? You brought reinforcements? Wang Sheng, you're really getting worse with age. You actually invited two little brats? Are they here to make us laugh?" Xiao Chenyu glanced disdainfully at Hu Jiu and Xiao Wu, who had just arrived, then spoke to Wang Sheng with contempt.

"Hmph, what's so great about you? Be careful, or I'll beat you until you're crawling around looking for your teeth." Xiao Wu viciously waved her fist at Xiao Chenyu.

"Hehe, you?" Xiao Chenyu laughed loudly, and his underlings behind him joined in.

"Enough trash talk. What are the rules? Lay them out." Hu Jiu reached out and held back Xiao Wu, who was nearly about to explode, then looked up at Xiao Chenyu across from them.

"Simple. I won't bully you. You only have twelve people, so how about this? Each side sends out ten. We take turns fighting, and as long as the person on the field wins, they can continue against the next opponent. It ends when everyone on one side has been defeated."

Although they were clearly at a disadvantage, Xiao Wu agreed readily. "Fine, it's settled. Come on, who's your first? Step out."

Behind her, Wang Sheng wanted to stop her, but Xiao Wu had agreed too quickly. It was already too late.

Boss Xiao jerked his chin toward his subordinates, and a tall upper-year student immediately stepped forward.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his head and said to Xiao Wu, "Sister Xiao Wu, let me take this round!"

He knew the upper-year student across from him. They had fought often in the past, and he had lost more than he had won. But aside from Xiao Wu and Hu Jiu, he was the only one left on their side. As for the others, they were merely there to make up the numbers.

"Wang Sheng, you're not his match. I'll do it." Hu Jiu pressed down on Wang Sheng's shoulder, preventing him from stepping forward. The opponent's Soul Power was relatively refined, and judging from his aura alone, Wang Sheng had already lost.

Hu Jiu nodded at Xiao Wu, then carried his hammer over to stand before the upper-year student.

"My name is Hu Jiu. My martial spirit is the Carrot Spirit. I'm a Level 9 Support Soul Warrior. As a Support Soul Warrior, it isn't unfair for me to use a weapon to fight you, right?"

"Ah, hahaha! A Level 9 support-type martial spirit? Wang Sheng, are you out of people over there? You actually sent a Support Soul Warrior into battle? Hahahaha!" Behind them, Xiao Chenyu burst into laughter at Hu Jiu's introduction.

The group behind him laughed along. A Support Soul Warrior was actually stepping out to fight, and he was only a Soul Warrior at that. In their eyes, Hu Jiu was simply there to amuse them.

"Heh!" Hu Jiu snorted disdainfully without saying anything. He raised the iron hammer in his hand and swung it in a half-circle. The hammer began building force with each successive move—one strike, two strikes...

As the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer unfolded, Hu Jiu's aura grew stronger and stronger, quickly surpassing the level a Soul Warrior could produce.

The student facing him, Liu Long, sensed that something was wrong. This kid's aura was almost stronger than his—no, not almost. It had already surpassed him.

Liu Long did not dare hesitate. He hurriedly summoned his Staff martial spirit and thrust it straight at Hu Jiu.

"Too late!" By then, Hu Jiu's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had already accumulated fifteen strikes. At the fifth level, the technique now looked incredibly imposing. Faint red light flickered around the hammer, a sign of overflowing Soul Power.

Boom!

With a single hammer blow, Liu Long and his Staff were sent flying. He landed face-down on the ground, unable to move.

"Well?" Hu Jiu turned around and proudly raised his eyebrows at Xiao Wu.

"Amazing! Your hammer technique has become even stronger!" Xiao Wu stared wide-eyed at Hu Jiu in surprise. She knew Hu Jiu was different from ordinary Support Soul Masters and that handling one battle would not be a problem, but she had not expected his hammer technique to improve again. No, it wasn't his hammer technique that had improved—it was his strength. Had he held back when they sparred before?

"Haha, what a complete pushover. Boss Xiao, what do you say now?" Hu Jiu's splendid strike made Xiao Wu extremely proud. She looked teasingly at Xiao Chenyu, her face full of mockery.

"We lost this round. Ling Feng, you take the next one." Xiao Chenyu waved his hand harshly and sent out another person.

"Kid, I've already seen through your tricks. If you fight me, I won't give you a chance to build up power." Ling Feng stomped his foot and shot toward Hu Jiu as if he were flying.

"Hehe, so you saw through it. If I can't beat you, I just won't fight you. Little San, come out already! Your brother's about to get beaten up!" Hu Jiu shrugged, then suddenly shouted toward the large tree behind the crowd.

"Xiao Jiu, your nose is still as sharp as ever. I was so careful, yet you still found me." Tang San's voice rang out from behind the tree.