At this moment, it looked very strange. Xue Wu's two legs were wrapped around Tang San's neck. With the help of Tang San's shoulder and head, she leaned back, her palms supporting the ground, and her soft legs were like springs, wrapping around Tang San's neck and throwing him backward.

  Fortunately, Xiaowu was young and wearing pants at this time. If she had worn a skirt instead, it would have been...

  Tang San had no experience fighting with girls, and when Xiao Wu's first leg wrapped around his neck, he could have reacted in some way. However, as her leg lifted up, Xiao Wu's pant legs naturally slid down a few inches, and the small leg that was pressed against Tang San's neck was no longer covered. The smooth skin of the girl's leg sent a kind of slippery feeling to Tang San, causing his emotions to fluctuate for a moment, and his reaction slowed down by half a beat.

  When Xiao Wu's hands were supporting the ground and her legs simultaneously exerted force, Tang San was already too late to try to withstand it. After all, a person's neck is fragile, and he was still just a child. Once relying on brute strength to resist, his neck would easily be injured. Having no choice, he could only let Xiao Wu throw him out.

  Tang San discovered that Xiao Wu's method of using her legs to exert force and supporting herself with her hands was able to bring out her full strength most effectively, and it was somewhat similar to the way his father had taught him to use his calves to generate power for his hammering technique.

  Xiao Wu fell flat on her face, but she didn't have much strength to begin with. Tang San also had the protection of his Blue Silver Grass, so he naturally wouldn't get hurt.

  Tang San was thrown out, and Xiao Wu was already standing nimbly on the ground, turning around to look at him with a hint of a smile.

  Struggling to get up, Tang San was not a saint, losing is just losing, no excuses. He knew that when Xiao Wu had thrown him away, she had already shown mercy. Otherwise, her legs wrapped around his neck wouldn't have been so simple as just throwing him down.

  This was the first time Tang San had encountered such a technique, and in his impression, there didn't seem to be any similar methods in the martial arts of his original world. However, this technique was also extremely dangerous, if he had reacted a bit faster at that time, 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 just now?" Tang San's face turned slightly red. In his heart, he thought that he was probably the person who had been the captain of the Seven Devils for the shortest time ever.

  "My skill is called Jūjutsu. It's a technique that utilizes the softness and flexibility of the body."

  At this time, the dormitory students who were watching the game earlier were all stunned, especially Wang Sang. Tang San's previous defeat of him had already made him feel a little unbelievable, and now that Tang San was defeated by the pretty little girl in front of him, he had already widened his eyes. He thought to himself, how come this year's work-study students are so powerful?

  Tang San didn't have any thoughts about the position of the dormitory's leader, and said: "According to the rules of the dormitory, since you won against me, from now on you will be the leader of the dormitory, that is, the leader of our group."

  Xiao Wu's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, but more joy than astonishment. "Boss? It seems like it'll be fun, great! From now on, I'm your boss then. Being a part-time worker doesn't seem so bad after all."

  Xiao Wu chose a bed next to Tang San, took off her backpack and school uniform and put them together.

  "Hey, who's going to introduce me to our college?" Xiaowu asked, looking at the silent crowd.

  At this time, these students gradually reacted from their shock. Xiaowu's previous throw of Tang San was extremely swift and precise, causing them to feel a little intimidated in their hearts.

  Wang Sheng stood up again.

  "We, the working students, are actually responsible for sweeping the academy. The specific work is arranged by our teacher in charge. There are six grades in the academy, with one class per grade. You and Tang San are new here, so you should be first-year students. As for us, we're at least third-year students, and I'm entering sixth year this year. The academy has classes every morning, and afternoons are for self-study. Mornings usually have two classes, one on cultural knowledge and the other on soul mastery. We working students often have some work to do in the afternoons, which earns us a bit of income as food allowance."

  Wang Sheng briefly introduced the other students, among these work-study students, Wang Sheng had the best innate martial soul. Not only was it a beast-type martial soul, but also the king of beasts with very strong combat power. His soul power had already reached level 9, and if he advanced one more level, he could participate in the Soul Beast Hunt at graduation to obtain a soul ring and advance his title.

  After hearing Wang San's words, Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and said: "Tang San, what level is your soul power? I felt that your strength was very powerful just now."

  Tang San didn't hide it either. After all, his surface-level martial soul was the most useless Blue Silver Grass. "I'm a innate full-soul power master. So my strength is relatively strong."

  "What is Innate Full Soul Power?" The students suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

  Wang Shan's heart finally calmed down. Tang San's soul power was stronger than his own, and it was only natural that he had won. Under the premise that no one had a soul ring, soul power played a decisive role. No wonder his strength was greater than his own. Wang Shan was full of confidence in his heart, thinking to himself that his martial soul was the War Tiger, and when he and Tang San both obtained soul rings and became Soul Masters, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass would definitely not be a match for his War Tiger.

  Xiao Wu blinked her eyes and muttered something under her breath.

  At this moment, a teacher in his thirties walked in from outside, "Are there any new students? Come out for a moment."

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

  This teacher has an ordinary appearance, light green hair, and is holding a quilt in his hands. "Which one is Tang San?"

  Tang San hastily stood up.

  Teacher Mo said: "My name is Mo Hen, you can call me Teacher Mo. Tang San, this is the quilt that Master gave to you."

  Tang San took the quilt, although the surface was not luxurious, but a refreshing breath came to his nose, and it turned out that they were all brand new. There was even a pillow inside. The master had obviously thought of everything for him.