Chapter 6 My name is Xiao Wu, the dance that dances (2)
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At this time, Xiao Wu's appearance looked very strange. Xiao Wu's legs were actually wrapped around Tang San's neck. With the help of Tang San's shoulders, she leaned back and leaned back, with her palms on the ground. Her soft legs were like
It was like a spring, and it actually grabbed Tang San's neck and threw him backwards.
Fortunately, Xiao Wu is young and is wearing pants at the moment. If she had changed into a skirt, I'm afraid...
Tang San had never had any experience fighting with girls. When Xiao Wu's first leg wrapped around his neck, he could have reacted, but because the leg was raised, Xiao Wu's trousers naturally slipped a little, and they were stuck tightly.
The calf that clung to Tang San's neck was no longer covered, and there was a kind of smoothness unique to girls' skin coming from the white and tender calf, which immediately made Tang San's mood fluctuate, and his reaction was naturally slowed down by half a beat.
When Xiao Wu supported the ground with both hands and exerted force on both legs at the same time, it was already too late for Tang San to carry him. After all, the human neck is fragile, and he was only a child. Once he relied on his strength to carry it, his neck
It was easy to get injured. Otherwise, he could only let Xiao Wu throw his body out.
Tang San discovered that Xiao Wu's method of using her legs to exert force and supporting the ground with her hands to bring out all her strength most effectively was somewhat similar to the way her father taught him to use her calves to exert force and thump.
He fell to the ground on his back, Xiao Wu's strength was not very strong, and Tang San had the Xuantian Kung to protect his body, so naturally he would not be injured.
After Tang San was thrown out, Xiao Wu was already standing on the ground nimbly, turned around, and looked at him with a half-smile.
Turning over and getting up, Tang San was not a king. If he loses, he loses. Carelessness is no excuse. He knew that Xiao Wu had been merciful when she threw him out. Otherwise, her legs wrapped around his neck would not be
It's as simple as throwing someone down.
This was the first time Tang San encountered this technique. In his impression, there seemed to be no similar method in the martial arts of his original world. However, this technique was also very dangerous. If he had reacted faster at that time, he would have been able to
In close contact, it doesn't seem difficult to attack Xiao Wu's body.
"I lost, can you tell me what technique you used just now?" Tang San blushed slightly. He thought to himself that he was probably the person who had been the boss of Qishe for the shortest time.
Xiao Wu said with a smile: "What I do is called juju. It is a skill that uses the softness and toughness of the body."
At this time, the students in the dormitory who had been watching the battle were all dumbfounded, especially Wang Sheng. Tang San had already felt a little weird when he defeated him before, but now Tang San was defeated by the beautiful girl in front of him with one blow.
, his eyes had already widened. He was thinking to himself, why are all the work-study students coming this year so good?
Tang San had no idea about the position of the boss of the dormitory, and said: "According to the rules of the dormitory, if you beat me, from now on you will be the dormitory leader, and the boss of our group."
There was a hint of surprise in Xiao Wu's eyes, not much surprise, but great joy, "Boss? It seems fun, okay. Then I will be your boss. Being a work-study student seems to be a good idea."
Xiao Wu chose a bed next to Tang San, took off her bow from her back and put it together with her school uniform.
"Well, who of you will introduce to me the situation of our college?" Xiao Wu asked, looking at the silent crowd.
At this time, these students gradually recovered from the shock. Xiao Wu had thrown Tang San out of the way so neatly that they were somewhat frightened.
It was Wang Sheng who stood up.
"We work-study students are actually responsible for cleaning the academy. The specific work is arranged by the teachers who are responsible for us. There are six grades in the academy, one class for each age. Boss, you and Tang San are new here, so they should be in the same class.
The rest of us are at least in the third grade. I am promoted to the sixth grade this year. The academy has classes every morning and practices on its own in the afternoon. There are usually two classes in the morning, one is about cultural knowledge and the other is about martial arts.
.Most of us work-study students have some work in the afternoon, so that we can earn a little income for food expenses.”
Wang Sheng briefly introduced the other students. Among these work-study students, Wang Sheng had the best innate martial soul. Not only was he a beast martial soul, he was also the king of beasts with very strong combat power. His soul power had already reached level nine.
, if you advance to another level, you can participate in soul beast hunting when you graduate, thereby obtaining the soul ring promotion title.
After listening to Wang Sheng's words, Xiao Wu glanced at Tang San and said, "Tang San, what level is your soul power? Just now I felt that your power seemed to be very strong."
Tang San didn't hide it either. After all, his apparent martial soul was the most useless Blue Silver Grass. "I am born with full soul power, so I am relatively strong."
"Innately full of soul power?" The students suddenly exclaimed.
Wang Sheng finally felt balanced in his heart. Tang San's soul power was stronger than his own, so it was reasonable to defeat him. Under the premise that no one had soul rings, his soul power played a decisive role. No wonder his power was greater than his own.
Wang Sheng was full of confidence and thought to himself that his martial spirit was Zhan Hu. When he and Tang San both obtained soul rings and entered the title of soul master, his blue silver grass would definitely not be the opponent of Zhan Hu.
Xiao Wu blinked and muttered something.
At this moment, a teacher in his thirties came in from outside and said, "Are there new work-study students? Come forward."
Tang San and Xiao Wu stood up from their beds at the same time.
The teacher had an ordinary appearance, with light green hair, and was holding a quilt in his hand, "Which one is Tang San?"
Tang San quickly stood up.
The teacher said: "My name is Mo Hen, you can call me Teacher Mo, Tang San, this is the quilt the master gave you."
Tang San took the quilt. Although the quilt was not gorgeous, a dry breath hit his nostrils, and it turned out to be brand new. There was also a pillow in it. The master had obviously thought everything about it for him.