Douro Continent

Chapter 25 My name is Xiao Wu, the "Wu" in "dancing" (Part Two)

The scene looked very strange. Xiao Wu's two legs were wrapped around Tang San's neck. Taking advantage of the forward thrust of Tang San's shoulders, she leaned back, placed her palms on the ground, and her soft legs, like springs, actually managed to wrap around Tang San's neck and throw him backward.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu is young and is wearing pants. If she were wearing a skirt, then...

Tang San had never fought with a girl before. When Xiao Wu wrapped her leg around his neck for the first time, he could have reacted, but because her leg was lifted, Xiao Wu's trouser leg naturally slipped down a bit, and her calf that was pressed against Tang San's neck was no longer covered. The smoothness of her fair calf, which was unique to a girl's skin, made Tang San's emotions fluctuate, and his reaction was naturally a beat slower.

When Xiao Wu braced herself on the ground with both hands and exerted force with both legs, it was too late for Tang San to withstand the attack. After all, the neck is fragile, and he was still just a child. If he tried to withstand the attack with his strength, his neck would easily be injured. Left with no other choice, he could only let Xiao Wu throw his body off balance.

Tang San discovered that Xiao Wu's method of using her legs to exert force and her hands to support her weight was to make the most effective use of her strength, which was actually somewhat similar to the way her father taught her to use her calves to generate force and swing her fist.

Xiao Wu fell backward to the ground, but her strength was not great, and Tang San was protected by the Mysterious Heaven Skill, so he was naturally not injured.

After being thrown off Tang San, Xiao Wu nimbly stood on the ground, turned around, and looked at him with a half-smile.

He rolled over and got up. Tang San wasn't Wang Sheng; a loss was a loss, and carelessness was no excuse. He knew that Xiao Wu had held back when she threw him. Otherwise, the legs wrapped around his neck wouldn't have been just a simple throw.

This was the first time Tang San had encountered such a technique. In his memory, there seemed to be no similar method in the martial arts of his original world. However, this technique was also extremely dangerous. If he had reacted faster at that moment, it wouldn't have been difficult to attack Xiao Wu's body at such close range.

"I lost. Can you tell me what technique you used?" Tang San's face flushed slightly. He thought to himself that he was probably the person who had been the leader of Dormitory Seven for the shortest time.

Xiao Wu smiled and said, "This is called a soft technique. It's a skill that utilizes the flexibility and resilience of the body."

At this moment, the dormitory students who had been watching the battle were all dumbfounded, especially Wang Sheng. Tang San's earlier victory over him had already seemed unbelievable to him, but now, Tang San had been defeated in one blow by this pretty young girl. His eyes widened in astonishment. He thought to himself, "How come all the work-study students this year are so amazing?"

Tang San didn't really care about the position of dormitory leader. He said, "According to the dormitory rules, since you beat me, you will be the dormitory leader, which means you will be the leader of our group."

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, followed by overwhelming joy. "Boss? This seems like a lot of fun. Okay. From now on, I'll be your boss. Being a work-study student seems pretty good."

Xiao Wu chose a bed next to Tang San, took her luggage off her back and put it together with her school uniform.

"Um, could someone tell me about our academy?" Xiao Wu asked, looking at the silent crowd.

Only then did the students gradually recover from their shock. Xiao Wu's throw of Tang San was extremely swift, which instilled some fear in them.

Wang Sheng stepped forward again.

"We work-study students are mainly responsible for cleaning the academy. The specific tasks are arranged by the teachers in charge of us. The academy has six grades, with one class for each grade. You and Tang San are newcomers, so you should be first-year students. The rest of us are at least third-year students. I'm entering sixth year this year. The academy has classes every morning, and students cultivate on their own in the afternoon. There are usually two classes in the morning, one on academic knowledge and the other on martial spirits. We work-study students usually have some work to do in the afternoon to earn some income for our food."

Wang Sheng gave a brief introduction to the other students. Among these work-study students, Wang Sheng had the best innate martial soul. Not only was it a beast martial soul, but it was also the king of beasts with strong combat power. His soul power was already at level nine. If he could level up one more level, he could participate in the soul beast hunt upon graduation and obtain a soul ring to upgrade his title.

After listening to Wang Sheng's words, Xiao Wu glanced at Tang San and asked, "Tang San, what level is your soul power? I felt your power was quite strong just now."

Tang San didn't hide anything, after all, his apparent spirit was the most useless Blue Silver Grass. "I have innate full spirit power. So my strength is relatively strong."

"Innate full soul power?" the students exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Sheng finally felt at peace. Tang San's soul power was stronger than his own, so it was only natural that he defeated him. With neither of them possessing soul rings, soul power played a decisive role. No wonder Tang San was stronger than him. Wang Sheng was full of confidence, thinking to himself, "My martial soul is the War Tiger. Once I and Tang San both obtain soul rings and achieve the title of Soul Master, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass will definitely be no match for my War Tiger."

Xiao Wu blinked and muttered something to herself.

Just then, a teacher in his thirties walked in from outside. "A new work-study student? Stand up for a moment."

Tang San and Xiao Wu got up from their beds at the same time.

The teacher had an ordinary appearance, light green hair, and was carrying a quilt. "Which one is Tang San?"

Tang San quickly stepped forward.

The teacher said, "My name is Mohen, you can call me Teacher Mo. Tang San, this is the bedding the master gave you."

Tang San took the bedding. Although the covers weren't fancy, a fresh, clean smell wafted out; everything was brand new. There was even a pillow. The master had clearly thought of everything for him.

(End of this chapter)