"Since you're the dorm leader here, why don't we have a fight?" Xiao Wu said eagerly.
Tang San hesitated for a moment, thinking to himself, Well, I'll just be careful not to hurt her.
He nodded. "Alright. But let's agree this is just a spar."
"Afterall, I don't want to hurt you."
Xiao Wu pouted. "Why are you being so chitty-chatty? Aren't you a man?"
At that moment, Qi Lin reached out and patted her head.
"Be careful, okay? We're all classmates. No need to get carried away."
Xiao Wu nodded quickly like a pecking chick. "Got it, got it!"
Tang San thought to himself: Now you stop calling people naggy? Isn't Qi Lin a man too?
This is so double-standard…
"Let's go!" Tang San said seriously, readying himself.
But before anyone could react, Xiao Wu launched herself forward with a burst of speed, her small frame rocketing through the air so fast that most of the others in the dorm couldn't even see her movements.
Tang San heard the sound of air splitting and his expression changed sharply.
She's so fast!
He was too slow to respond—he had completely underestimated her.
Over the past two months, Qi Lin had been stacking buffs on Xiao Wu every day. Now her soul power had reached rank 13, and her strength, speed, and defense all far surpassed others at her level.
On top of that, beast-type martial souls naturally had better physical stats than plant-type martial souls.
So… Tang San was doomed!
Even with his Tang Sect hidden weapons and various techniques—
In the face of absolute speed, all techniques were useless!
He simply couldn't keep up with Xiao Wu's reaction time and speed!
That's also why Qi Lin had told her to hold back a little.
Bang!
With a heavy thud, everyone watched in shock as Tang San was kicked across the room by Xiao Wu and crashed into a bed.
"H-Holy crap, that strength!" Wang Sheng gasped, wide-eyed.
His soul power had already reached rank 9, and his martial soul was a tiger—a combat-oriented type.
But compared to Xiao Wu, whether in strength or speed, he was completely outclassed.
They weren't even on the same level!
Tang San flipped up from the bed with a kip-up, his face full of disbelief.
He hadn't expected Xiao Wu's power and speed to be that terrifying.
Is her martial soul really just a Soft Boned Rabbit?
His chest still ached from the blow.
'Looks like I'll have to get serious, or I really will lose!'
Losing to a six-year-old girl? That was something Tang San had never imagined.
In the next moment, his eyes flashed with purple light. He activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and dashed at Xiao Wu.
After activating the footwork, Tang San's figure blurred, appearing as multiple afterimages—confusing to any ordinary onlooker.
But Xiao Wu and Qi Lin clearly weren't fooled.
Xiao Wu didn't panic. As Tang San attacked, her pink fists rained down like a storm—fast and heavy.
Every time a Soul Master gained a soul ring, their body received a significant boost—especially someone like Xiao Wu, who also had Qi Lin's buffs.
Tang San tried everything: Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, even Mysterious Jade Hand to redirect force with finesse…
But in the end, faced with Xiao Wu's overwhelming barrage, he was left bruised and swollen.
He had no choice but to admit defeat.
Still, Tang San wasn't convinced. He told himself he hadn't used his real trump card—his Tang Sect hidden weapons.
"I won, Brother Qi Lin!" Xiao Wu cheered. "Now I'm the boss of Dorm Seven!"
She excitedly grabbed Qi Lin's arm and shook it, her face glowing with pride.
Qi Lin grinned. "What, you want me to call you Boss too? Should I start calling you Sister Xiao Wu?"
Xiao Wu blushed. "W-Well… it's not impossible."
"How about we each stick to our titles—I call you Brother Qi Lin, and you'll call me Sister Xiao Wu?—"
Flick!
Before she could finish, Qi Lin flicked her forehead and asked, "You sure about that?"
Xiao Wu puffed her cheeks and muttered, "F-Fine, don't call me that then…"
The others were stunned.
Just moments ago, Xiao Wu had confidently beaten the former boss, Tang San.
Now, in front of Qi Lin, she was totally subdued!
Tang San noticed too, feeling a bit uncomfortable and puzzled.
Could Qi Lin really be even stronger than Xiao Wu?
In truth, Qi Lin felt that he and Xiao Wu each had their strengths.
Xiao Wu had more combat experience and her first soul skill along with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Qi Lin's advantage was being able to buff himself and having a stronger physique.
If they fought seriously, it'd be fifty-fifty.
But if he closed his eyes and relied only on instinct—
Then Xiao Wu wouldn't stand a chance.
Afterward, Xiao Wu stood proudly, hands on her hips, facing the rest of Dorm Seven.
"From now on, I'm your boss! Out there in the world, remember to call me Sister Xiao Wu!"
"Got it?"
Wang Sheng was the first to respond: "Yes, Sister Xiao Wu!"
Xiao Wu gave him a satisfied look.
'Good, you're learning.'
She continued, "From now on at Nuoding Academy, you're all under my protection. If anyone messes with you, just tell them you're with Sister Xiao Wu!"
At that moment, she felt like a ruler surveying her domain—full of pride and confidence.
"Yes, Sister Xiao Wu!" the others shouted even louder.
They had this kind of tradition mainly to unite as a group and prevent outsiders from bullying them.
After the whole "pledging allegiance" thing, Wang Sheng couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"Sister Xiao Wu, what level is your soul power anyway? You're so strong!"
Xiao Wu raised her chin proudly. "Rank 13!"
As she spoke, a yellow soul ring appeared beneath her feet.
"What?!"
"Sister Xiao Wu is a rank-13 Soul Master?!"
"And… her first soul ring is a hundred-year ring?!"
Everyone stared in shock and envy.
Coming from poor families, none of them had even dreamed of getting a hundred-year soul ring as their first.
Even the city lord's son, Xiao Chenyu, had only a ten-year soul ring!
It sounded ridiculous, but it was the truth.
Tang San was just as shocked and curious.
So… this is a soul ring.
Once you absorb a soul ring, you can use soul skills. That means…
He looked at Xiao Wu, thinking, If she had used a soul skill during our fight, I would've lost even faster!
'She went easy on me too…'
For some reason, that thought actually made him feel better.
Wang Sheng, still buzzing with excitement, turned to Qi Lin next.
"Brother Qi Lin, what about you? What level are you?"
After all, even Xiao Wu respected him!
Qi Lin smiled and held up his fingers—just a tiny gap between them.
"My level is just a little higher than Xiao Wu's."
"But I'm only a support-type Soul Master!"
Everyone was shocked again.
They already thought Xiao Wu was incredibly strong. But now there was someone even stronger?
Unfortunately… he was just a support-type.
And everyone knew: support-types didn't have any attack power!