Chapter 10 First Soul Ring Skill (5)_1

Xiaowu didn't lose to her opponent in her expression either, showing the same disdain. However, her disdain, paired with her delicate, pinkish face, seemed somewhat adorable no matter how one looked at it. She raised her hand, pointing at the other side, "Boss Xiaolao, are you scared? If you're scared, from now on you'll be my underling."

"Haha." Boss Xiaolao laughed ostentatiously, "Me? Scared? I say, that Wang Sheng, have all you work-study students' brains turned to mush, actually bringing such a little girl to challenge me? Ridiculous. Little girl, you didn't ask around about who I, Boss Xiaolao, am. Here in Notting City, even if I walk sideways, no one dares to block me, not to mention within the academy."

Xiaowu obviously was getting impatient, "Cut the crap, let's start. You say, how do we fight."

With a twinkle in his eye, Boss Xiaolao revealed a somewhat cunning look, "Don't worry, I won't bully you. There are ten of you here, right? Then we'll only send out ten people, too. We take turns to fight; whoever wins can continue to face the next opponent. Until all the people on one side are defeated, it's over."

Being able to become the boss among the students, this Boss Xiaolao was no fool; on the contrary, he was very smart. Although on the surface it appeared that Xiaowu wouldn't pose any threat, Boss Xiaolao had been beating Wang Sheng for more than a day or two. He understood Wang Sheng's character quite well. If this little girl didn't have some skill, how could Wang Sheng readily acknowledge her as the representative of the work-study students?

What if this girl is strong? Everyone on his side was a senior student, and each one was not weak. Out of the work-study students, only Wang Sheng had some ability, and adding this little girl, at most that made two. Letting his brothers grind all of them down—there was no need for him to take action himself—the victory was already his. The duel method that seemed fair at a glance, was it really fair?

Wang Sheng naturally saw through Boss Xiaolao's intentions, but before he could speak up, Xiaowu had already agreed briskly, "Fine, it's settled. Come on, who's your first? Step forward."

At this point, it was too late for Wang Sheng to stop Xiaowu from accepting.

Boss Xiaolao gestured with his lips towards his subordinates, and a tall senior student immediately stepped forward.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, "Sister Xiaowu, let me go first." He naturally recognized this senior student—he was from the same class. Wang Sheng had fought him one-on-one many times, and each time it ended badly. This student's Martial Soul was a stick, but it was no ordinary stick.

Xiaowu, with the air of a big sister, nodded her head, agreeing to Wang Sheng's request.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath and moved to the front of both sides, "Liu Long, come on."

A yellow glow lit up in Liu Long's hands and a two-meter-long staff appeared in his grip in an instant, "Perpetual loser. Wang Sheng, if I don't beat you to the ground for a few days today, I'm not a Liu."

Before Wang Sheng could respond, Xiaowu behind him chuckled, "Then if you lose, you can start calling yourself 'Defeated Liu with Wilted Flowers,' how about that?"

Liu Long's face turned frosty and without a word, he stepped forward swiftly, swinging the staff over his head, smashing it down towards Wang Sheng.

A Soul Power light shone on Wang Sheng's body as well, and with a tiger's roar, he stood his ground, crossing his arms and reaching up to meet his opponent's staff.

There was a heavy thump, and Wang Sheng grunted, retreating two steps back. His Soul Power-filled arms suddenly recoiled, and his hands reached for the opponent's staff. Despite the protection of Soul Power, just from this initial contact, his arms already bore a bloody mark from being hit by the staff. Bruising was inevitable.

Liu Long sneered, "You never learn your lesson. This here is my Martial Soul."

A flash of light, and the end of the staff that Wang Sheng had grabbed suddenly vanished. Immediately after, the staff jabbed forward, piercing right past Wang Sheng's arms and pressing firmly against his chest, catapulting his body backward.

Wang Sheng's will to fight was unquestionable, and his strength was obviously greater than his opponent's, but he was at a disadvantage as he did not yet possess a Soul Ring, preventing him from performing a Martial Soul fusion. Although his strength increased with the help of his Soul Power, his agility was insufficient. Facing this kind of opponent who wielded a long staff Martial Soul, he was utterly helpless, outmatched by the principle that with weapons, "an inch longer is an inch stronger."

Springing to his feet, a tiger roar echoed again, but soon, his body was once again struck away by the staff.

However, Wang Sheng was also quite resilient, often getting beaten up in the past contributed to making his ability to withstand blows much stronger than a regular student's. Even though he was completely at a disadvantage, it wasn't easy for his opponent to incapacitate him. Before Xiaowu and Tang San arrived at Notting Academy, all the work-study students relied on his protection. Without some real ability, he would have long been bullied to death.

"Wang Sheng is still too impulsive, facing head-on confrontation, he can't get close, and only if he closes in does he have a chance to defeat his opponent," Xiaowu thought as she frowned deeply at the scene.

Just as Xiaowu watched with furrowed brows, a low voice suddenly rang in her ear. When she turned her head, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a surprised glow, "Xiaosan, you're back."

It was Tang San who came beside Xiaowu. After flipping over the hill behind the academy, he saw the spectacle in this forest and silently approached Xiaowu's side without a word. He wasn't very tall, and not even Boss Xiaolao's people noticed his arrival.

Tang San looked at Xiaowu, wanting to say something, yet he held back.

Seeing his hesitation, Xiaowu challenged, "What? You're going to say I was rash again?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "We work-study students shouldn't always be bullied. This way of challenging the student boss could also be a lasting solution. You did the right thing. However, you should have waited for me to come back before challenging them. We'd have a better grip on the situation that way."