Douluo Continent III Haotian Wulin

When Tang Wulin threw that punch, he didn't even hold back his strength.

The moment the fist landed on Xie Xie's face, Xie Xie was thrown backward, staggering back several steps before his back slammed heavily against the wall outside the door with a thud.

He didn't fly out directly like Zhou Changxi.

But this punch is definitely not easy to take.

Xie Xie stood there with his head tilted to the side, half of his face visibly swollen, and a small cut on the corner of his mouth. The corridor fell silent. Several freshmen who were peeking out from other dormitory doors froze, no one daring to utter a sound.

In the dormitory, Tang Wulin stood still, his chest heaving violently.

He still gripped the Starfall Hammer in his right hand, the white spirit ring rising and falling slowly beneath his feet, but the anger in his eyes had not yet dissipated. The area around the bed was a mess, the corner of the table was crooked, the window was shattered, and half of the upper bunk bed was cracked; the entire dormitory looked as if it had just been bombarded by a small spirit cannon.

Yun Xiao stood in the corner, her face pale.

He no longer cared about who was better between his two new roommates. All he knew was that on his first day living in the dorm, he had witnessed one of his roommates knock someone down the stairs and the other smash someone against the hallway wall. If this continued, room 205 would probably be infamous before tomorrow.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

"Get out of the way!"

With a sharp shout, a tall, middle-aged man strode over. He was wearing a college teacher's uniform, his face was grim, and he was followed by two teachers on duty.

He first glanced at Xie Xie, who was leaning against the wall in the corridor, and then at the almost completely smashed things in the dormitory. His temples throbbed.

"Who did it?"

No one spoke.

Xie Xie raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sweeping coldly over Tang Wulin in the dormitory, without saying a word.

Tang Wulin also pursed his lips and remained silent.

Yun Xiao swallowed hard, feeling that things would get even more complicated if she didn't speak up, so she reluctantly raised her hand.

"Teacher, it was those two who hit him."

The middle-aged man glanced at him.

"Get out, all of you. Don't leave a single one inside."

Ten minutes later.

Donghai College, Intermediate Department, Academic Affairs Office.

Long Hengxu sat behind the table, his face gloomy, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the four teenagers in front of him.

Zhou Changxi's face was covered in bruises, and his clothes were disheveled. He stood there much more obediently. Xie Xie's face was swollen on one side, and his expression was very cold. He stood against the wall, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone. Yun Xiao pushed up his glasses and stood properly. He was obviously the most sober one among the four. As for Tang Wulin, he was still holding the quilt in his arms. He lowered his head and kept his gaze on the small flower on the corner of the quilt that had been stepped on and then shaken clean by himself.

"Speak," Long Hengxu said coldly, "Who struck first?"

No one rushed to speak.

Finally, Yun Xiao spoke up.

He began his story by recounting how Zhou Changxi had Tang Wulin fetch water, without embellishing or showing favoritism, simply explaining the events as clearly as possible. When he got to the part where Zhou Changxi shook the things out of his bag and stepped on the embroidered flower, Long Hengxu's expression darkened even further. When he described Xie Xie entering the room and Tang Wulin mistakenly believing he was also there to cause trouble, leading to another fierce fight between the two in the dormitory, even the teacher taking notes couldn't help but glance up at Tang Wulin.

A freshman who had just enrolled first punched Zhou Changxi out of the window, and then had a fierce fight with Xie Xie.

Moreover, according to Yun Xiao, it wasn't a one-sided beating in this situation.

This cannot be summarized by the simple phrase "freshmen fighting".

After listening, the office was quiet for a moment.

Long Hengxu leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and first looked at Zhou Changxi.

"You mean you started this trouble?"

Zhou Changxi's face turned ashen. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something to defend himself, but when he met Long Hengxu's gaze, he didn't dare to be stubborn and only mumbled, "...Yes."

"Others just entered the dorm, and you sent someone to fetch water, then rummaged through their bags while they weren't looking, scattering their things all over the floor, and even stepped on their blankets." Long Hengxu's voice wasn't loud, but the more he spoke, the more unsettling it became. "Zhou Changxi, are you here to study, or to be a mountain king?"

Zhou Changxi lowered his head and dared not utter a sound.

Long Hengxu said coldly, "One demerit. You're in charge of cleaning the dorms for the rest of the month. If there's a next time, get out of the dorm and it'll be recorded in your conduct file."

Zhou Changxi's expression changed immediately.

Being given a demerit was embarrassing enough, but to have it added to his conduct record would seriously affect his future development at the academy. But this time, his mistake was so obvious that he didn't dare to utter a single word in defense.

Long Hengxu's gaze then shifted to Xie Xie.

"You." He looked at the injuries on Xie Xie's face, "You got into a fight as soon as you entered the dormitory, knowing the other person was already angry, but you didn't back down and insisted on fighting back. You think you're so tough?"

Xie Xie frowned.

"He pounced on me first."

"Then why didn't you dodge?" Long Hengxu interrupted him directly. "Can't you speak properly, or can't you turn around and leave? The dormitory is so small, why would a speed-attack type Soul Master like you want to fight someone head-on in there?"

Xie Xie fell silent.

He wanted to say that he was already dodging, but when he thought about the next few blows, he realized that he had indeed gotten angry, so he didn't say anything more.

"Write a self-criticism, one thousand words," Long Hengxu said. "You also broke the wall, so you and Tang Wulin will split the repair costs."

Xie Xie's eye twitched.

"Why am I also—"

"Because you were the one who crashed into that last wall," Long Hengxu said calmly. "What, does the academy have to pay the price for your youthful passion?"

Xie Xie shut up.

Yun Xiao stood to the side, thinking he could probably escape unscathed, but unexpectedly, Long Hengxu's gaze turned to him as well.

"And you."

Yun Xiao was taken aback.

"Teacher, I didn't hit him."

"I know you didn't call," Long Hengxu said. "But you were clearly in the dorm and saw everything from beginning to end. Why didn't you call the teacher beforehand? If you were really that smart, you should have known things would get out of hand when Zhou Changxi started rummaging through your bag."

Yun Xiao was speechless for a moment after hearing that.

He was indeed thinking of "avoiding trouble" and planned to observe first before taking any action. Who knew that these two were both ruthless, and things quickly escalated to this point.

"You'll be on duty for a week," Long Hengxu said. "If you're still this good at watching plays, you can continue on duty."

"……yes."

Yun Xiao admitted it.

Finally, Long Hengxu's gaze truly fell upon Tang Wulin.

This time, he looked for longer than the previous three people.

"Your name is Tang Wulin," he said slowly. "You're from Aolai City."

"Yes." Tang Wulin raised his head.

"I understand why you got angry when someone touched your things." Long Hengxu glanced at the blanket in his arms, then at the embroidered flower. "You weren't the one who started it, and the incident wasn't caused by you either. The academy won't make a wrong judgment on this."

Upon hearing this, the stubbornness that had been suppressed in Tang Wulin's eyes finally eased a little.

But Long Hengxu's next sentence came right away.

"but--"

"You went too far."

"You think you're so great for throwing people out of windows, slamming them against walls, and smashing up dorm rooms?"

Tang Wulin pursed his lips.

He knew that what he said was true.

He was really in a hurry and his eyes were bloodshot when he hit him just now, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.

"You've already received a demerit, plus you'll have to split the dormitory maintenance costs with Xie Xie." Long Hengxu said calmly. "Also, starting today, anyone in the dormitory who lays a hand on you within a month will receive a more severe punishment. Nobody can escape it."

Tang Wulin was taken aback.

"Teacher, did I also get a demerit?"

"Shouldn't you have kept that?" Long Hengxu retorted.

Tang Wulin opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head.

"……Should."

"Good to know."

Long Hengxu looked at him, but his tone didn't become any harsher.

"It's not a bad thing that you have a temper and a fiery spirit. But you're a Soul Master, not a street thug. If you really embark on the path of a Soul Master, you'll encounter more problems than you have today. If you rely on your fists for everything, you'll eventually ruin yourself."

After those words were spoken, the office fell silent again.

Tang Wulin did not refute.

He could tell that the other person wasn't deliberately putting him down, but was genuinely targeting him.

However, despite the logic, the thought of that trampled flower still made him feel a tightness in his chest.

"There's also compensation." Long Hengxu glanced at the record sheet. "The windows, bed frame, and walls. The finance department will verify the specific amount, and we'll give you the results by tomorrow."

Upon hearing the word "compensation," Tang Wulin's eyelids twitched slightly.

money.

The little pocket money he had was originally given to him by his parents for emergencies in Donghai. If he lost too much, he really didn't know how he would survive.

But since the matter had already been brought up, he could only nod.

"Yes."

"Get out, all of you." Long Hengxu waved his hand. "Go back and clean up your dorm. If I find out you're going to keep fighting tonight, nobody's going to sleep."

The four of them then walked out of the teaching office one by one.

After the door closed, the teacher in charge of taking notes whispered, "Director, isn't Tang Wulin... going a bit too far?"

Long Hengxu leaned back in his chair, but his gaze remained fixed on the doorway.

"That's a bit much."

"But have you ever seen a freshman at the First Ring Road University who could first punch Zhou Changxi down the stairs, then have a fierce fight with Xie Xie, and finally smash him against the wall?"

The teacher was stunned.

"But his file says he's an eleventh-level weapon spirit master, with the Martial Spirit Sinking Star Hammer, right?"

"I saw it," Long Hengxu said calmly. "It's precisely because I saw it that I need to be even more careful."

"Hammer-type weapon spirits aren't unusual; what's unusual is his strength, reaction time, and that single instance of spirit suppression. I know Xie Xie; he's very picky. If he were an ordinary freshman, he wouldn't have suffered such a great loss in the dormitory."

He paused slightly at this point.

"Let's see."

"These kinds of kids either quickly blend into the crowd, or... they'll give people quite a pleasant surprise."

Meanwhile, the four of them silently made their way back to their dormitory building.

The freshmen who had been watching in the corridor had long since dispersed, but the broken window, the crooked door frame, and the dents on the corridor wall were still there, reminding everyone of what had just happened.

When the dormitory door was pushed open, it was still a mess inside.

The dust on the floor, broken glass, scattered bed boards, and crooked tables and chairs were all there.

Tang Wulin went inside, first placing the quilt on the table, then squatting down and silently starting to pick up his things.

He didn't look at anyone, nor did he intend to say anything.

Zhou Changxi stood at the door, his fingers clenching and unclenching several times, his face extremely pale, but he didn't dare to provoke Tang Wulin again as before.

Those few punches were enough to scare him.

Xie Xie leaned against the other side, glanced at the two remaining lower bunks in the dormitory, then looked at Yun Xiao, and said coldly, "You, go up."

Yun Xiao was taken aback, but then she understood.

Xie Xie didn't want to be separated from Tang Wulin by anyone, nor did he want to be next to Zhou Changxi.

"Okay." Yun Xiao reacted quickly, immediately picking up her few belongings and carrying them to the upper bunk. "I'll sleep on top."

Xie Xie ignored him and turned to look at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin was bending down to tidy up his clothes and didn't look up.

There was a few moments of silence between the two.

Finally, Xie Xie spoke first, his voice low and devoid of emotion: "I didn't mean to kick your things at the door just now."

Tang Wulin paused for a moment.

Two seconds later, he replied casually.

"I know."

He had actually already realized what was happening.

At first, I misunderstood.

Misunderstandings aside, the fight escalated to a point where it couldn't be easily dismissed with a simple "misunderstanding."

After listening, Xie Xie didn't offer any further explanation. He simply reached into his storage soul tool and took out a clean sheet, laying it on the remaining lower bunk. His movements were swift, and his expression remained cold, as if that explanation was the limit he could offer.

Yun Xiao sat on the edge of the upper bunk, looking down at this and then at that, finally confirming one thing—

Dormitory 205 is unlikely to be peaceful from now on.