Douro Continent

Chapter 49 Xiao Wu, So You Really Are a Rabbit (Part 1)

Xiao Wu glared at Tang San, her anger rising at the memory of the horrible sight of her being hit by a rock last time. "Wait for what? Who knows when you'll be back? They've come to bully us. That bastard Xiao Laoda said he wanted me to be his pet rabbit. If I could tolerate that, I wouldn't be Xiao Wu."

Tang San frowned, thinking to himself, "How can such young children have such filthy thoughts? It seems I really need to teach them a lesson and let them know that work-study students are not easy to bully."

Thinking of this, he ran his fingers along his waist and turned his gaze to the battlefield.

At this moment, Wang Sheng had many bruises on his body. With his constant roars, his soul power was getting weaker and weaker. Meanwhile, his opponent had not been hit by him at all, and was being toyed with like a cat playing with a mouse.

Wang Sheng's attack methods were still too simplistic. Taking advantage of the fact that his soul power was not yet exhausted, he launched a final offensive. He took two steps forward and pounced on Liu Long again. This time, he was determined that no matter how badly he was beaten, he would leave a mark on his opponent.

Liu Long had been dealing with Wang Sheng for quite some time, so he naturally understood Wang Sheng's intentions. Seeing Wang Sheng rushing towards him, Liu Long's expression turned serious. He swung his long staff, striking Wang Sheng's head and shoulders three times in a row. Once he had driven back Wang Sheng, who was at his last gasp, he would not be able to launch another decent attack.

But at that moment, Liu Long suddenly felt as if his hands holding the stick had been bitten by a mosquito, and his attack slowed down.

His attack was calculated from the start, and this moment of hesitation immediately revealed his weakness. Although the first blow landed on Wang Sheng's head, Wang Sheng braced himself and lunged forward, causing his next two blows to miss.

Being approached by a Battle Soul Master with a Beast Soul is absolutely devastating for a Weapon Soul Master who uses long weapons. Even though Liu Long's strength was a notch above Wang Sheng's, the result was still the same.

With a bang, Wang Sheng slapped Liu Long on the head with his tiger claw, sending him flying. Then, he flipped over and followed up with a powerful tiger tail whip kick to Liu Long's back, slamming him hard to the ground.

Liu Long didn't have Wang Sheng's ability to withstand blows. His soul power was all in the long staff, and his own defense was not outstanding. Wang Sheng's two attacks were both full of force. When Liu Long crashed heavily to the ground, he was immediately knocked unconscious.

Wang Sheng roared excitedly to the sky, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment he had been holding in for the past few years.

Boss Xiao was calmly watching Liu Long tease Wang Sheng when the situation suddenly reversed, which greatly surprised him.

It's important to know that Liu Long was among the top three strongest under his command. Even if he hadn't already acquired his first spirit ring, there was no guarantee he could defeat Liu Long.

Xiao Wu said mockingly, "A withered flower and a fallen willow are indeed withered flowers and fallen willows, truly vulnerable. Boss Xiao, what do you say?"

With a wave of his hand, Boss Xiao ordered his other subordinates to pull Liu Long away for emergency treatment. They were just students from a junior soul master academy, and their soul power was not enough to kill him.

"We've lost the first match. Ling Feng, you go up."

The second student sent out by Boss Xiao was a thin, older student with a small nose and small eyes. His slender figure made him look nowhere near twelve years old. Instead, he seemed to be the same age as Xiao Wu and Tang San.

"Call Wang Sheng back. I'll go." Tang San whispered in Xiao Wu's ear.

Xiao Wu's eyesight was quite good; she could naturally tell that the second opponent was an agile soul warrior, a perfect counter to Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng had already exhausted too much soul power, so defeat was inevitable.

"Wang Sheng, come back. Let Xiao San play this round. You can rest now."

Wang Sheng hadn't fully recovered from the excitement of defeating Liu Long. Hearing Xiao Wu's voice, he realized Tang San had returned sometime earlier. He knew his own condition; although he had defeated Liu Long, he truly had no strength left to fight. Little did he know that if Tang San hadn't secretly flicked out three small pebbles to restrict Liu Long's attacks, he wouldn't have been able to achieve his previous victory.

"Are you a work-study student?" Ling Feng looked at Tang San, a look of doubt in his eyes.

Tang San simply nodded to him, "Please make your move."

Although Ling Feng was small, he was still taller than Tang San, who was only a first-year student. This was a duel that would determine who would become the student leader, so he didn't think too much about it. After glancing at Tang San's belt again, he leaped up, did a nimble flip in the air, spread his arms, and actually glided two meters, pouncing towards Tang San's head.

Tang San immediately recognized his opponent's spirit soul. His master's instruction over the past few days had paid off. This student, Ling Feng, was an agile-type battle spirit master. His spirit soul was likely a flying beast. Judging from his less-than-fierce appearance and attack style, it wasn't an eagle. Therefore, it was probably a swallow or crow-type spirit soul.

As the opponent lunged at him, Tang San remained motionless, as if the opponent didn't exist at all.

Ling Feng was incredibly fast, renowned as the fastest among the sixth-grade students. He was also Xiao Laoda's best friend, and his movements were extremely agile. Just as he was about to reach Tang San, he suddenly flipped over again, forcefully changing direction with a swing of his arms. He then appeared behind Tang San, simultaneously swinging his arms to slash at the sides of Tang San's neck.

Tang San didn't move until Ling Feng flipped over his head. Facing an opponent with unknown abilities, remaining unchanged was the best choice.

(End of this chapter)