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Soul Land -Douluo Dalu

Tang San, an outer sect disciple of the Tang sect killed himself to prove his innocence but to his surprise, he not only found he was not dead but in the body of an infant. He also finds that the body he owns now doesn't belong to his previous world. In fact, he was reincarnated in a different world known as Soul Land (Douluo Dalu). Soon he finds the world is not peaceful, so he strives for a peaceful soul land. This novel was written by Chinese veteran Tang Jia San Shao. The cover of this novel or the content doesn't belong to me. All credits go to the respective owners. Thank you, happy reading.

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I’m Xiao Wu, Wu of Dancing (1)

Wang Sheng pulled back a student in front of the bed, and impolitely sat down by Tang San's side.

"Tang San, you beat me, therefore you are now room seven's boss."

Tang San hurriedly shook his hands, and said:

"I've come to study."

Wang Sheng sternly said:

"These are the rules, the strongest fist is the boss. You think being boss is good? I'm not being humble with you. Look."

Speaking, he pulled back the two sleeves of his school uniform.

Tang San was shocked at what he saw: on his both arms were no less than seven or eight blue-green and purple bruises.

Wang Sheng said with a wry smile:

"This is just since arriving yesterday. Us working students all come from poor households, so the other dormitory students constantly bully us from room seven. The acting dormitory boss must stand up for the younger brothers. I earnestly wish to pass on this duty to you."

The other students all nodded, looking at Tang San, faces showing a faint hopeful light.

A sense of justice is basically a key element to a travelling knight. Protecting the weak is naturally included; Tang San received frequent education on this subject during his years at Tang sect. Having heard what was said he could not decline again.

"Fine then. I can't watch fellow dormitory students be bullied."

At this time, a clear and melodious voice came from outside,

"Is this room seven?"

Everybody looked in the direction of the door, eyes immediately staring somewhat.

They caught sight of a pretty, very young girl standing in the door, seemingly about the same age as Tang San, height also practically the same. With a pretty little rosy face, and fair and soft appearance resembling a completely ripe honey peach, giving people an urge to bite off a mouthful. Although her clothing was very plain, it still looked very neat.

Black long hair combed into a scorpion braid hanging past her buttocks. A pair of bright and intelligent eyes appearing full of curiosity. Both her hands carried a covered brand new school uniform.

All the students in the dormitory were boys, and seeing this kind of beautiful young girl suddenly appear, each and every one showed a gaping appearance.

Tang San could not help asking Wang Sheng in a low voice:

"We boys and girls live together here?"

Wang Sheng nodded, and in an equally low voice said:

"All of us are still children so all the school dormitories do not separate genders. They say intermediate spirit master academies start making the distinction. It's really strange; last year there wasn't even one working student, this year there are two. Boss, go, give her a show of strength."

"Eh..., there's no need."

Tang San had not expected that for the sake of becoming the so called room seven boss, he would immediately run into a difficult problem. Going to bully a girl, he really could not do this.

The girl in the doorway blinked with her big eyes. Seeing that nobody inside paid attention to her, she again raised her head to take a look at the room seven sign plate on the door, and on her face appeared a happy smile.

"Hello everyone, I'm called Xiao Wu, Wu of dancing."

Wang Sheng pushed Tang San from behind, hinting that he could not destroy the dormitory customs.

Tang San had no choice. He obliged, stood up and walked in the direction of the girl.

"Hello, I'm Tang San. I'm-, I'm this place's-..."

He truly could not say the word boss, but had a thought,

"I'm this place's room senior, you called my name on the line. May I ask, what is your spirit?"

Xiao Wu blinked, and said with a smile:

"My spirit is rabbit. A very lovely sort of little white rabbit. Yours?"

When she smiled up, her face showed two lovely little dimples, indescribably touching.

Tang San said:

"Then you really aren't like me, my spirit is your spirit's food. Blue silver grass."

Having always been without experience with girls, as even originally at Tang sect he was only engrossed in hidden weapons every day, right now he was unexpectedly rather nervous.

Xiao Wu gave a puff of laughter, and said:

"Do you really mean, you won't let me inside?"

"This..., it's like this: our room seven has a rule that newly arrived working students must at once show their spirit's actual strength. Therefore, I want you and me to exchange pointers for a moment."

Tang San secretly encouraged himself: exchanging pointers was not bullying people. If he was a little careful, he would not injure her. It could also be considered continuing the dormitory tradition.

Xiao Wu looked strangely at Tang San,

"You're certain?"

Tang San nodded, and said:

"I'm certain."

Xiao Wu set the school uniform she held to one side, on her face showed a bit of excitement,

"Fine, then come."

Without even waiting for Tang San to respond, her right leg had already bent and risen, the lower leg popping up in a flash, kicking straight for little San's chin. It would appear not to have much strength, but it was extraordinarily fast, Tang San jumped in fright.

Body dodging to the left, out of the way of the approaching kick, while his right hand grabbed Xiao Wu's ankle, right leg as usual stepping out, shoulder pushing against Xiao Wu's chest. A standard Iron Mountain Push. Under normal circumstances, Xiao Wu, supported by only one foot like this and pushed by Tang San, must inevitably go tumbling out.

Of course, Tang San very much had proper limits. In his heart he already thought it through, he only needed Xiao Wu to lose balance, and with his speed there would definitely still be time to pull her to a stop. At the same time he also did not use much force in that push. He only wanted to consider it a competition and undergoing a test.

The other students all watched with their full attention at Tang San and Xiao Wu striking. Wang Sheng stared at Tang San's movements, his eyes shining again and again, trying hard to memorize it. He discovered that Tang San's movements, although very succinct, were extraordinarily effective.

But, matters certainly did not progress as Tang San had originally thought.

Tang San's right hand had only just caught hold of Xiao Wu's ankle, when he suddenly felt it slip from his hand, unexpectedly losing control of a certain result. Immediately afterward, Xiao Wu took advantage of her free leg and kicked horizontally, already coming into contact with his shoulder. Facing Tang San's incoming right shoulder strike, she lightly blocked with both hands. With her right leg bracing on Tang San's shoulder, the other leg also lifted, effortlessly climbing up on Tang San's other shoulder.