Wang San pulled up a bed and sat down beside Tang San, "Tang San, you defeated me, from now on you are the boss of our Seventh Dormitory."

  Tang San hastily waved his hand and said, "I'm here to learn."

  "This is the rule, whoever has the harder fist is the boss. You think being the boss is easy? I'm not being modest with you. Look." As he spoke, he rolled up his school uniform sleeves.

  Tang San was shocked to see that on his arms, there were actually seven or eight dark purple scars.

  Wang Sheng smiled wryly and said, "This was just done yesterday when we first arrived at the academy. We work-study students all come from poor families, and the other dormitories' students often bully us seventh dormitory people. As the head of the dormitory, I have to stand up for my brothers. I'd be more than happy to hand this responsibility over to you."

  The other students all nodded, looking at Tang San with a hint of hopeful light on their faces.

  A sense of justice is a basic element for a chivalrous person. Protecting the weak and small is naturally included, and Tang San had received numerous lessons in this aspect during his time at the Tang Sect. Upon hearing this, he no longer declined, "Alright then. I won't watch as my dormitory classmates are bullied."

  Just then, a clear voice came from outside, "Is this the Seventh Lodge?"

  Everyone looked towards the door at the same time, and their eyes suddenly widened in shock.

  All that could be seen was a lively little girl standing at the door, who looked to be about the same age as Tang San. Her height was almost identical to his. Her pretty face had a rosy complexion, and her tender skin seemed like a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite. Although she was dressed very simply, she looked very neat.

  Her long black hair was braided into a ponytail that hung down to her hips. A pair of big, shining eyes sparkled with curiosity. She also held a brand new school uniform in her hands.

  The students in the dormitory were all boys. Suddenly seeing such a beautiful little girl appear, they all looked stunned.

  Tang San couldn't help but ask Wang Saint in a low voice: "Can men and women live together here?"

  Wang Sheng nodded, also lowering his voice, saying: "Everyone is still a kid, and the school doesn't separate dormitories by gender. It's said that it won't be until intermediate soul master academy that they'll be separated. How strange, last year there wasn't even one work-study student, but this year two came. Eldest brother, give her some face."

  "Uh, never mind." Tang San hadn't expected that he would become the so-called Seventh Dorm's boss just as soon as he had arrived, and yet he immediately encountered a difficult problem. Being asked to bully a girl was something he really couldn't bring himself to do.

  The girl at the door blinked her big eyes, looking inside where no one paid attention to her, then raised her head to look at the seven-character sign on the door, a sweet smile spreading across her face. "Hello, my name is Xiaowu, Dance of Dancing."

  Wang Saint poked Tang San's back repeatedly, indicating that he couldn't break the dormitory rules.

  Tang San had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the girl, "Hello, my name is Tang San. I'm...I'm the dormitory head here. You can just call me by my name. May I ask, what's your martial soul?"

  Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and smiled: "My martial soul is a rabbit. A cute little white rabbit. What about you?" When she smiled, two adorable dimples appeared on her face, which was endearing beyond words.

  Tang San said, "Then aren't you just the right person to restrain me? My martial soul is food for your martial soul. Blue Silver Grass." He had never had any experience interacting with girls before, and back in the Tang Sect he was always immersed in hidden weapons, so now he felt a bit nervous.

  Xiao Wu snorted with a smile and said: "You're really interesting, aren't you going to let me in?"

  "This is how it is, our Seventh Dorm has a rule. New students have to show off their martial soul's strength. So, I want to spar with you."

  Tang San secretly comforted himself, sparring wasn't bullying. As long as he was careful not to hurt her, it would be fine. It also preserved the dormitory's tradition.

  Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with some weirdness, "Are you sure?"

  Tang San nodded and said, "Alright."

  Xiao Wu put her school uniform aside, a few sparks of excitement flashing across her face. "Alright, let's go."

  Before Tang San could react, her right leg had already bent and kicked out, the toe of her foot shooting straight at Xiao San's chin. It didn't look like it was going to be a very powerful kick, but it was extremely fast, startling Tang San.

  His body flashed to the left, dodging the incoming kick while his right hand reached for Xiao Wu's ankle. His right foot habitually stepped out and his shoulder leaned towards Xiao Wu's chest. A standard Iron Mountain Lean. Under normal circumstances, if Tang San had really leaned into Xiao Wu like this, she would have inevitably fallen flying out.

  Of course, Tang San was very measured in his actions. He had already thought it through and as long as Xiao Wu lost her balance, he could catch up to her with his speed and pull her back. At the same time, that one lean of his didn't use much strength either. As long as it could be considered a test, then it would be considered passed.

  The other students were all watching Tang San and Xiao Wu's movements with rapt attention, Wang Sang was staring at Tang San's actions, his eyes shining with excitement as he tried to memorize them. He discovered that although Tang San's movements were very simple, they were extremely effective.

  However, things did not go according to Tang San's script.

  Just as Tang San's right hand had just grasped Xiao Wu's ankle, he suddenly felt his hand slip, and the must-get grasp unexpectedly fell short. Immediately following, Xiao Wu's kicking leg swung horizontally with the momentum, already landing on his shoulder. Facing Tang San's charging right shoulder, her two hands gently pushed back, her right foot borrowing force from Tang San's shoulder head, and her other leg also lifted up, smoothly climbing onto Tang San's other shoulder.