Soul Land (Spirit World)

Xiao Wu II's

The current situation would seem very strange. Both of Xiao Wu's legs were actually coiled around Tang San's neck, leaning over Tang San's shoulders, the upper body bending backwards with both palms supporting the ground. The two soft legs were like springs, completely squeezing Tang San's neck and making him fall backwards.

Fortunately Xiao Wu was young, and was now wearing pants. If replaced with a skirt, then maybe...

Tang San had no experience fighting with girls. Just as Xiao Wu's first leg wrapped around his neck, he could of course respond slightly, but due to the lifting of the leg, the bottom of Xiao Wu's trouser leg was naturally somewhat curled up, though, and the lower leg attached to his neck was already bare.. The delicate skin of the girl's calf was like satin, suddenly causing Tang San's feeling to tremble for a moment, and his reaction became slow.

As Xiao Wu's two hands pushed the floor, both feet at the same time exerted strength, and Tang San realized the burden on his shoulders too late. After all, someone's neck is weak, and he's still a child. Even withstanding the tension for a while with the skill, his neck was very easily injured. He could only let Xiao Wu pull his body down.

Tang San saw that the technique from both feet Xiao Wu Using hand force pushed the ground, giving freedom to his entire effective force. Unexpectedly, it was similar to the strength method of emitting the lower leg of the hammer force that his father had taught him.

Falling face down on the ground, because Xiao Wu's physical strength was certainly not great and Tang San also had the Invisibility Sky Ability to protect his body, he was definitely unable to be injured.

Defeating Tang San, Xiao Wu was already nimbly standing on the ground. Turning around and smiling a little, he looked at her.

Tang San stood on his feet. Just like Wang Sheng, to him defeat was defeat; being careless was no excuse. He knew that, when Xiao Wu grabbed and threw it, he had already become lenient. Otherwise, weaving both his legs around his neck, the result would not be a simple fall.

This was the first time Tang San had discovered this kind of technique. According to him, the martial arts from his original world did not seem to have the same way. However, this kind of technique was also extremely dangerous: if at that moment the response was a little faster, then at that close range, attacking Xiao Wu's body didn't seem difficult at all.

"I've lost. Can you tell me, what skills are you using now?"

Tang San's face was slightly red. In his pondering heart, his time as the boss of room seven was probably the shortest.

Xiao Wu said with a charming smile:

"I call it Soft Skill. Proficiently utilize the flexibility and tensile strength of the body."

At this moment, the dormitory students were watching with gaping mouths, especially Wang Sheng. Tang San who defeated him had already given him a fantastic feeling, and now Tang San had been conquered in one hit by this beautiful little girl. His eyes widened. In his heart he thought, why are the students working this year so ferocious?

Tang San who initially did not know about the position as the dorm boss, said:

"As per the rules of the dorm, you defeated me, so from now on you are the senior in this dorm, and also the boss of this group."

Xiao Wu's eyes showed a pleasant surprise, not so surprised, and a growing pleasure.

"Boss? It seems very interesting. Good. So from now on, I'm your boss. Being a working student seems to be a very good thing."

Xiao Wu chose the bed next to Tang San, took his pack and school uniform from behind and placed it there.

"Then, which one of you will give me a clue about the state of our academy?"

Xiao Wu looked at everyone who did not say a word in return.

It was still Wang Sheng who stood up.

"We working students are actually responsible for the clean sweep of the academy, our temperature is responsible for organizing certain jobs. The academy as a whole has six classes, each class has a class. You're the boss and Tang San has just arrived, and should be a first-rate student. We are all at least third grade students, this year I became a sixth grade student. In the academy every day we attend classes in the morning, then cultivate by ourselves in the afternoon. In the morning there are generally two classes, one class is cultural knowledge, one class is Spirit knowledge. We're working students mostly working in the afternoon, so make money to eat."

Wang Sheng gave the other students a simple introduction. Among these working students, the best Innate Spirit was Wang Sheng: not only a Spirit beast, in battle effectiveness he was the strongest beast king. His Spirit Power was already ninth rank, when it once again rose rank he could be at the graduation stage and could join the group to hunt and kill spirit beasts, he said, so as to get the Spirit ring to promote his title.

Listening until Wang Sheng finished speaking, Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, and said:

"Tang San, what is your Spirit power rank? I just felt your power so strong."

Tang San did not hide it, after all his spirit was a useless blue silver grass.

"I have the full power of pure spirit. Because of that my strength is relatively strong."

"Pure spirit full power?"

The students immediately shouted.

Wang Sheng's heart finally reached a balance. Because Tang San's Spirit power was stronger than her, defeating her as she should. Since everyone has no prerequisites for the Spirit ring, the power of the Spirit has a decisive effect. No wonder his strength could be greater than his. Wang Sheng's heart was convinced, and in his heart thought because his Spirit was a war tiger, after he and Tang San both obtained the Spirit ring and entered the title of Spirit Expert, Spiritist, his blue silver grass would certainly not be on par with his war tiger.

Xiao Wu blinked, muttering a few sentences.

At this moment, a thirty-year-old temperature entered from outside,

"The new students have arrived? Stand up a minute."

Tang San and Xiao Wu simultaneously got up from their beds.

This temperature had the usual appearance, pale green hair, hand carrying bed, and,

"Where's Tang San?"

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward.

temperature says:

"I'm Mo Hen, you can call me Mo temperature. Tang San, this bed is a gift from the Great Expert."

Tang San took the bed. Although the bed was beautiful, a clear and fresh smell came into the nostrils; unexpectedly it was all new. Inside is a pillow. The great expert had apparently thought of helping him.