Chapter 8 : Chaos Cloak

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"Is there fresh carrot here?" Xiao Wu looked at Wang Sheng.

"There seems to be none on the first floor. I don't know about the second floor."

"Then let's go to the second floor!"

Wang Sheng scratched his head awkwardly. "Xiao Wu, the things on the second floor are expensive. It's better to wait until we get our wages from the part-time jobs before going."

"Wang Sheng is right. The second floor is not a place for you poor guys to come."

Abruptly, an arrogant voice came from the second floor. Looking up, a group of well-dressed young men and women were coming down the stairs.

Looking down at Ye Qiu and the others, one of them said, "How about this? I'll treat you to the leftovers, how does that sound?"

"Hahaha!" Mocking laughter echoed, causing others to burst into laughter.

"Xiao Wu, these are the noble students of the school, Ling Feng, Liu Long, and others," Wang Sheng whispered to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu didn't care who they were; she couldn't stand this arrogant attitude. "Hey! Are you looking for trouble?"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up. "Oh, I didn't expect there to be such a cute little loli among the part-time students this year! Unfortunately, she's just a lowly poor thing."

"Really asking for trouble!" Xiao Wu went up the stairs, raised her hand, and slapped the person.

"Shield Martial Soul, Guard!" A shield appeared, blocking Xiao Wu's slap.

Liu Long, standing next to him, also suddenly made a move. "War Staff, Attack!" A wooden staff swept towards Xiao Wu, who hadn't reacted yet.

"Snap!" Ye Qiu took action, gathering soul power in his palm to block Liu Long's attack.

"Oh, it hurts! The opponent's soul power is several levels higher than mine." Ye Qiu covered his eyes with black silk, revealing a hint of imperceptible redness. The Sharingan's illusion technique was ready to be unleashed!

"Snap!" Unexpectedly, this time it was Tang San who grabbed Liu Long's staff. When the two were deadlocked, Tang San threw a Blue Silver Grass at Liu Long's eyes. Seizing this opportunity, Tang San delivered an elbow strike and knocked him over.

"Snap!" A slap from Xiao Wu had already broken through the defense of the Shield Martial Soul, landing on Ling Feng's face and making him fall down the stairs.

"You commoners dare to hit me! I'm sure the school will be happy to expel some of you!"

Holding his face, Ling Feng looked viciously at Xiao Wu, Tang San, and the others standing above.

Ignoring him, Xiao Wu quickly ran to Ye Qiu's side. "Xiao Qiu, are you okay?" She tried to hold his hand to check.

"I'm fine." Ye Qiu turned his body slightly, avoiding her hand.

Xiao Wu frowned and looked at him with some confusion and disappointment in her eyes.

Tang San also looked at Ye Qiu. He always felt that Ye Qiu's techniques just now were somewhat similar to Tang Sect's capture techniques.

Wang Sheng, who reacted, went over and was about to punch Ling Feng. "You jerk, how dare you—"

"Stop!"

A stern voice stopped his actions.

"Master!" The students on both sides looked at the newcomer.

"No private fights on campus, don't you know?" he said.

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