Soul Land (Spirit World)

Xiao Wu

Wang Sheng pulled a student in front of the bed, and sat roughly beside Tang San.

"Tang San, you defeated me, therefore you are now the boss of room seven."

Tang San hurriedly shook his hand, and said:

"I came to learn."

Wang Sheng firmly said:

"This is the rule, the strongest fist is the boss. You think being the boss is good? I'm not feeling sorry for you. Look."

As he spoke, he pulled back two arms of his school uniform.

Tang San was startled by what he saw: on both his hands were no less than seven or eight blue-green and purple bruises.

Wang Sheng said with a wry smile:

"It's only been here since yesterday. Our working students all came from poor households, so the other dorm students constantly bullied us from room seven. The hostel boss must act to defend the younger brothers. I really want to convey this task to you."

The other disciples all nodded, looking at Tang San, the faces showing a faint light of hope.

A sense of justice is essentially a key element of a wandering knight. Protecting the weak was natural; tang San often received education about this for many years in the Tang sect. After hearing what was said, he could not resist anymore.

"All right then. I can't see my fellow dorm students being bullied."

At this moment, a clear and melodious voice came from outside,

"Is this room number seven?"

Everyone looked towards the door, their eyes immediately staring.

They saw a beautiful girl, still very young standing at the door, seemingly the same age as Tang San, her height was also arguably the same. With a pretty pink face, and a smooth and gentle appearance resembling a completely ripe honey peach, it gives people the urge to bite. Even though his clothes were very plain, it still looked very neat.

Long black hair was combed into scorpion braids that hung over his butt. A pair of bright and intelligent eyes appeared full of curiosity. Both of his hands were carrying new school uniforms.

All the students in the dorm were men, and seeing this beautiful young girl suddenly appear, each of them gaping as they looked at her.

Tang San's powerless voice asked Wang Sheng in a low voice:

"We boys and girls live together here?"

Wang Sheng nodded, and in an equally low voice said:

"We're all still kids so all the school dorms don't separate the genders. They said the Intermediate-ranked Academy of Spirit Experts began to make a difference. Very strange; last year there was not even one working student, this year there were two. Boss, go, give him a show of strength."

"Eh.., no need."

Tang San had not expected that for the sake of being the boss of space seven, he would soon run into a difficult problem. Going to bully a girl, he really can't do this.

The girl in the doorway flickered with her big eyes. Seeing that no one inside was paying attention to him, he raised his head again to look at the sign on the door of room seven, and on his face appeared a happy smile.

"Hallo everyone, I'm Xiao Wu, "Wu" from the word "Dance"

Tang San had no choice. He complied, stood up and walked towards the girl.

"Hello, I'm Tang San. Me, I'm a ket... "

He really could not say the boss said, but thought.

"I'm the senior of this room, you said my name in the line. May I ask, what is your spirit?"

Xiao Wu blinked, and said with a smile:

"My spirit is a rabbit. A kind of pretty little white rabbit. Yours?"

When she smiled, her face showed two beautiful, indescribable little dimples.

Tang San said:

"Then you really are not like me, My spirit is the food of your Spirit. Silver grass blue."

With no experience with girls, because in the Tang sect he was just engrossed in forbidden weapons every day, so at the moment he was a bit nervous.

Xiao Wu laughed out loud, and said:

"What do you mean, you're not gonna let me in?"

"It's like this: our room seven has a rule that newly arrived students must demonstrate their true Spirit power. Therefore, I want you and I to exchange hints for a moment."

Tang San secretly encouraged himself: exchanging clues instead of oppressing people. If he was a little careful, he wouldn't hurt her. It can also be considered to continue the tradition of the dormitory.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San strangely, though,

"You sure?"

Tang San nodded, and said:

"I'm sure."

Xiao Wu arranged the school uniform he was holding on one side, on his face showing a hint of excitement.

"Alright, come here then."

Without waiting for Tang San's response, his right leg was already bent and raised, the lower leg appearing in an instant, kicking straight into San's small chin. It didn't seem to have much strength, but it was so fast, Tang San jumped in fright.

The body dodged to the left, out from the direction of the approaching kick, while his right hand grabbed Xiao Wu's ankle, the right leg as usual stepped out, the shoulder pushing into Xiao Wu's chest. The basic Iron Mountain thrust. Under normal circumstances, Xiao Wu, who was only supported by one leg like this and pushed by Tang San, he would definitely fall out.

Of course, Tang San had proper restrictions. In his heart he had already thought about it, he just needed Xiao Wu to lose his balance, and with his speed there must still be time to pull him to a halt. At the same time he also did not use much strength in that impulse. He just wanted to take it as a competition and undergo a test.

The other disciples paid close attention to the attack between Tang San and Xiao Wu. Wang Sheng stared at Tang San's movements, his eyes constantly shining, trying hard to memorize it. He found that Tang San's movements, although very short, were very effective.

But, the matter of course did not develop as Tang San thought.

Tang San's right hand had just held onto Xiao Wu's ankle, when he suddenly felt his grasp slip from his hand, suddenly losing control of a certain part. Immediately, Xiao Wu took advantage of his free leg and kicked horizontally, coming into contact with his shoulder. Facing Tang San's right shoulder attack that came, he casually blocked it with both hands. With her right leg supporting Tang San's shoulder, the other leg was also raised, easily climbing over Tang San's other shoulder.