The moment his voice fell, Tang San instantly exploded into action!
With his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track movement technique combined with the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon combat skill, how could Wang Sheng, who only possessed brute strength, be his opponent?
With a final "thump," Wang Sheng flipped backward uncontrollably and fell to the ground.
"Can you move aside now?"
Tang San picked up his luggage again, his voice neither cold nor warm.
Hearing this, Wang Sheng quickly scrambled out of the way. Indeed, sometimes fists were the most effective form of communication.
Shane chuckled at the sight. Although he had only been observing, the Intelligent Chip in his brain had already analyzed the entire battle process and even retained the valuable points for reference.
Simply put, just by watching the fight, he could gain even more detailed experience than Tang San himself – such was the charm of technology!
The two entered the room. Shane chose a relatively clean bunk, while Tang San went to the opposite side.
"Sorry, Tang San."
"We work-study students have always been looked down upon. Only by uniting can we avoid being bullied, so…"
Wang Sheng picked himself up, looking at the little runt with a complicated expression.
"So you decided to give me an initial show of strength to cow me?"
Tang San was speechless. Just because his clothes were tattered and he looked a bit plain, did that mean he was easy to bully?
Wang Sheng's face turned red, and he said awkwardly, "Hehe, it was you who gave me a show of strength, actually."
"By the way, Tang San, now that you've defeated me, you'll be the boss of our Dorm Seven from now on!"
Hearing this, Tang San frowned and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, I'm here to study."
"Don't be like that, Tang San! This is the rule of Dorm Seven: whoever has the strongest fist is the boss!" Wang Sheng said with a serious expression.
"Since you put it that way… Brother Shane, would you like to be our boss?"
Tang San paused, then looked at Shane with a smile, seeking his opinion.
"Me?"
Shane was taken aback, not expecting the drama he was watching to suddenly involve him.
After a moment of thought, he smiled faintly, "Sure, no problem!"
"Great! Then Brother Shane will be the new boss of Dorm Seven from now on!"
Tang San led the applause, looking genuinely pleased.
However, knowing the little runt's way of doing things, how could he recommend Shane for no reason?
There were two reasons. Firstly, and most importantly, Tang San wasn't interested in the position of Dorm Seven's boss; he found it a burden.
Secondly, some years ago during a famine, Shane had discarded a few moldy steamed buns, which a starving Tang San had found.
Because of this life-saving grace, the little runt was also very respectful towards Shane, addressing him as "brother" and not daring to offend him.
Thus, Shane agreed to be the boss of Dorm Seven, and Tang San endorsed it, but someone else disagreed!
"No way, Tang San!"
"You're the one who beat me, what does it have to do with him?"
Wang Sheng, representing the other roommates, voiced their dissent!
"Shane is my big brother. You don't respect him? That means you don't respect me!"
Tang San's expression darkened. As a younger brother figure, he certainly knew his place.
"Forget it, Little San, I'll handle it."
Shane patted Tang San's shoulder, and the latter obediently stepped back.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Shane!"
He extended his hand towards Wang Sheng, this boy whose clothes were clean and who was strikingly handsome, not looking like a work-study student at all.
Driven by jealousy, Wang Sheng felt inexplicably annoyed, but still shook his hand, saying curtly, "Hmph, Wang Sheng!"
Shane paid it no mind and shook his head, "You were right just now. Work-study students should indeed unite and help each other."
"But! That's no excuse for you to show off your strength and bully new students!"
As he said this, Shane's grip suddenly tightened!
Wang Sheng immediately understood what he meant and retaliated with all his might!
Six-year-old Shane versus twelve-year-old Wang Sheng!
Initially, the latter was full of confidence; the strength bestowed by his beast-type Battle Tiger Martial Soul was his greatest asset.
But unfortunately for him, his opponent was Shane!
Having drunk the Milk of Life for a year, Shane's Life Affinity Constitution had already reached great completion, and his physical constitution could no longer be judged by ordinary standards.
Wang Sheng soon realized something was wrong. Even when he used his Martial Soul's power, he couldn't budge Shane in the slightest!
"Crack, crack, crack!"
The bones in their knuckles ground against each other, producing a sound that set one's teeth on edge. Shane was getting serious!
"Ahhh!!!"
The intense pain forced Wang Sheng to scream repeatedly, his face contorting in agony.
"Let go, let go! I give up!"
Wang Sheng was half-bent over, almost in tears, kneeling on the ground and begging incessantly.
"Heh, am I qualified now?"
Shane released his hand abruptly, looking down at Wang Sheng, who had collapsed onto the floor.
"Qualified, more than qualified, Brother Chen!"
"It was my fault for not recognizing your strength. From now on, you are the boss of Dorm Seven!"
Wang Sheng's right hand was still throbbing with pain; he was thoroughly convinced.
Shane ignored him, flexing his palm, quite satisfied with his own strength.
Indeed, drinking more milk makes your body super strong!
With the boss position settled, everyone was about to cheer when, at that very moment, a lively and pleasant voice came from outside the door.
"Excuse me, is this Dorm Seven?"
Everyone looked towards the doorway simultaneously, and then, expressions of amazement and dumbfoundedness appeared on each of their faces.
A young girl—no, a little loli—stood prettily at the door, looking to be about the same age as the young Shane.
Her charming little face was fair with a rosy blush, looking as pink and tender as a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite!
Her long black hair was combed into a scorpion braid that hung down past her hips. Her large, watery eyes held curiosity and… a clear, innocent naivety?
(Young Xiao Wu)
She was also holding a brand-new school uniform, evidently also a new student who had just enrolled today.
At this time, the dormitory was still full of male students. The sudden appearance of such a pretty little girl instantly made her the center of attention.
"Brother Chen, another newcomer!"
"Go on, get her! Give her a show of your strength, let her see how amazing our boss is!"
Wang Sheng whispered, sidling up to Shane to actively "offer advice."
"Damn, what a situation! I just became the boss, and now I have to bully a girl?"
"This is simply… too good!"
Shane didn't feel like he was facing a problem at all; instead, he was eager to try, a look of excitement on his face.
Wang Sheng愣了愣,他仿佛发现了新老大的特殊癖好? (Wang Sheng was stunned. Had he discovered the new boss's... peculiar tastes?)
In front of everyone, Shane, as the boss, walked straight up to the little loli at the door.
"Hello, my name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' from 'dancing' (跳舞)!"
A sweet smile appeared on the girl's face as she proactively extended her hand in greeting.
"Hello, my name is Shane, the 'Chen' from 'sincere' (诚实) and the 'Shi' from 'honest' (老实)!"
Unlike his interaction with Wang Sheng, Shane gently took the girl's soft, boneless little hand and responded with a smile.
"Shane? Your name is really interesting!"
Xiao Wu let out a bell-like laugh, perfectly displaying a little girl's innocent charm.
"Well then, Classmate Shane, don't you want to let cute little Classmate Xiao Wu come in?"
The girl tilted her head, blinked her large eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"Sorry, I'm the dorm leader of Dorm Seven, and we have an unwritten rule here."
"New students have to demonstrate the power of their Martial Soul, so you'll have to spar with me first."
Shane had finally met the 100,000-year-old hooligan rabbit, Xiao Wu. She truly had the makings of a great beauty.
"Spar? Are you sure?"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu wasn't annoyed; on the contrary, her interest was piqued.
"Of course!"
Shane nodded.
"Alright, I accept your challenge!"