Popular Teacher Wu Changkong

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

Tang Yin's hands turned jade-white, and he slammed a fist into Wang Jinxi.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the jade-colored fist struck Wang Jinxi's body. Wang Jinxi grunted, seemingly feeling the pain.

Tang Yin felt smug. You've seen how powerful my Tang Sect Secret Arts are now, haven't you? Just as he was about to pull his hand back, a powerful Bone Dragon Claw seized his jade hand.

"Finished hitting me? My turn!"

A teasing look flashed in Wang Jinxi's eyes as he regarded Tang Yin like an idiot. Out of the blue, a Control System Soul Master like you actually fought me in close combat? Are you a fucking idiot?

Tang San turned pale with shock. With only two white rings and such a huge gap in their levels, if he hadn't used a subtle technique, a punch from an ordinary Control System Soul Master probably wouldn't have made Wang Jinxi feel a thing.

A physique enhanced by a top-tier Beast Martial Soul was no weak thing. Wang Jinxi raised his hand sharply, and in Tang Yin's sight, a ferocious bone dragon threw a punch at him, carrying the breath of death.

Wang Jinxi's figure loomed ever larger, bearing down with immense pressure as his fist, as if ruling over all beneath the heavens, smashed mercilessly toward him.

Tang Yin stared at him in terror and struggled desperately, but once an Agility Attack System or Power Attack System Soul Master got close to a Control System Soul Master, the latter was finished. Tang Yin was the perfect example.

Wang Jinxi's dragon claw held him firmly in place like an iron vise, and he fought with all his might to break free.

"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

He immediately used the Tang Sect Secret Art Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, trying to take the blow. Mysterious Jade Hand collided with the bone dragon fist, and he felt a tremendous force surge into him. His left hand creaked under the strain.

Crack, crack!

"Ah!"

With a scream, Tang Yin was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the arena floor. Wu Changkong announced the result.

"Wang Jinxi wins. Also, take him to the Infirmary and ask Senior Emerald Swan to treat him."

Soon, some students helped Tang Yin, whose left hand was broken, away. Every official Soul Master Academy had standard medical equipment and a person in charge.

The one in charge of the medical rooms at Eastsea Intermediate Academy and the advanced academy was a thousand-year-old Emerald Swan.

And if the thousand-year-old Emerald Swan couldn't treat someone, she would call on her elder—a ten-thousand-year-old Emerald Swan.

If that still didn't work, she would call on her elder's elders: Emerald Swans who were thirty thousand, fifty thousand, seventy thousand, or even ninety thousand years old.

If that still didn't work, they would ask the elders to come out. There were Emerald Swans who were a hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, and even three hundred thousand years old. At present, all Emerald Swans and various healing-type Soul Beasts with over a thousand years of cultivation held official positions.

Including Bi Ji, there were roughly fifteen Emerald Swans over a hundred thousand years old, five of whom were Ferocious Beasts.

Bi Ji was the ancestor of all Emerald Swans. In any case, after being reported up through the ranks, it would eventually reach Bi Ji. If even she couldn't do anything, then there really was no solution. Just wait for death!

As an aside, at least eighty percent of the continent's healing-type Soul Masters had attended Bi Ji's lectures. Even the current Holy Spirit Douluo, Ya Li, was her personal disciple.

So even if a case was reported up through the ranks among healing-type Soul Masters on the human side, it would probably still reach Bi Ji. All in all, she was a mother to all beneath the heavens.

Returning to the subject, after one practical combat class, Wu Changkong understood everyone's level. Apart from the few geniuses with high Soul Power, the other students could be said to have no fighting skills whatsoever.

They only knew how to flail around, pull hair, and even bite. Even a dog would shake its head at the sight.

"All right. After a class of matches, I understand your level. You could call it a complete mess. Apart from you few, who were passable, the rest of you can only be described as inhuman."

Wu Changkong had already put it tactfully. After all, it wasn't good to discourage them too much, but he still had to scold them when it was called for.

Fortunately, Xu Xiaoyan, Na'er, and Chen Jianshu could all be considered promising material, natural-born Soul Master seedlings.

Whether the other students, whose fighting was a mess, could stay would depend on their determination. If they insisted on becoming Soul Masters, he would guide them too.

Soul Masters without talent could only grow stronger through hard work. Of course, some would surely say that if hard work were useful, what would geniuses be needed for?

But if even geniuses worked hard, what excuse did you have not to? If you worked hard, you would be stronger than those who didn't. Otherwise, you might as well be a good-for-nothing who lived off others while waiting to die.

On the path of cultivation, one's character mattered most. If you didn't even have the thought of working hard, why be a Soul Master? Go home and farm. For all you knew, even a farmer could knock you down with one punch.

"Even if you have no talent, though, I'll teach you to become the strongest among ordinary Soul Masters. What you have to do is endure the training plans I set for you, even if they're a thousand or ten thousand times harsher than normal training."

Wu Changkong's frigid gaze swept over everyone, his icy presence pressing down on them until none dared look him in the eye.

Standing in the back row, Chen Jianshu picked up his camera and looked at the photos he'd taken of Wu Changkong. Several showed him from behind, with the wind lifting his robes.

And since Little Changkong of Eastsea was standing on the platform, Chen Jianshu had shot them from below. The contents of the photos made him raise an eyebrow.

"No way. Teacher Wu's butt is that perky?"

Chen Jianshu's gaze locked onto Wu Changkong's perky backside. That really stands out... Why does a man like you have such a perky butt? No wonder you wear a windbreaker to cover it. So that's why~

He felt as though he'd discovered some earth-shattering secret of life. He hadn't expected that to be why Little Changkong of Eastsea always wore robes. It was perkier than a woman's. He wanted to give it a slap; it must feel great.

He quietly put his camera away. Come to think of it, Little Changkong seemed to be very popular, and his photos seemed to be worth a lot of money. If he could sell these photos, that would be another way to make money.

Being a paparazzo and taking secret photos seemed a little immoral, but after some inner struggle, he reached a conclusion: a person couldn't give up money just for the sake of dignity, could they?

Soon, the class ended, and Chen Jianshu met Senior Sister Liu Yuxin in a corner of the sports field.

"Wow! The cold and aloof male god is so handsome! He's handsome from behind too! Those legs! They're so long! I could lick them for a year! His butt is so perky! I'm jealous!"

Liu Yuxin stared lecherously at the photos like a pervert, looking as though she was about to stick out her tongue and lick them.

"Uh... I'll be going, then..."

"Huh?! You're still here! Uh... ahem, sorry for the trouble, Junior Brother. Here's your payment for the effort. I've got something to do, so I'll be going!"

Liu Yuxin jolted at the sound of Chen Jianshu's voice and only then noticed there was someone beside her. She was so embarrassed her toes curled against the ground.

She immediately shoved a thousand Federation Coins into Chen Jianshu's hands and hurried off. She planned to return to her bed and do naughty things while looking at the photos of Little Changkong of Eastsea.

The afternoon lesson was physical training, and Wu Changkong took everyone to the physical education hall to measure their physical data.

"For this afternoon's physical training class, I'll first measure your data. Come up for the tests when your name is called."

Wu Changkong took out a list and began calling names. Technology was highly advanced in the present era, and there were all kinds of instruments for measuring physical data.

There were many devices like Soul Power detectors, endurance testers, and grip strength meters, as well as instruments for testing flexibility. As everyone took their tests in order,

Na'er looked worried and cautious. She was the Silver Dragon King's other half, originally one with her, and the two were of one mind. Just now, she had sensed that the other main god seemed to have entered this place as well.

She was fretting, somewhat afraid that the other party would turn against her and try to forcibly take her back, or even do something to hurt those around her.

Xu Xiaoyan noticed Na'er's troubled face and immediately came over, curious and concerned.

"Na'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I... I'm fine..."

She shook her head to indicate that nothing was wrong, but judging by how worried she looked, Na'er clearly had her troubles written all over her face. Anyone could tell she had run into some difficulty.

"I see..."

Xu Xiaoyan looked thoughtful and glanced at Chen Jianshu, who was doing pull-ups nearby. Since Na'er didn't want to tell her, what if she asked someone else?

"Chen Jianshu, sixty pull-ups in one minute. Next."

Wu Changkong stopped the stopwatch, announced Chen Jianshu's result, and motioned for the next person to come down. Many girls exclaimed in amazement. It was the best result so far, and since he was also the best-looking boy in Class One, he naturally attracted the most attention.

"What's so great about that? Watch me!"

Seeing Chen Jianshu at the center of everyone's attention, Wei Xiaofeng immediately grew envious. He wanted to show off and bask in everyone's amazement too. He promptly leaped up and grabbed the bar, hanging about a meter above the ground.

"Begin."

At Wu Changkong's command, Wei Xiaofeng immediately began doing pull-ups. He did the first ten very quickly, but grew slower and slower afterward. By the end of a minute, he'd only done around forty.

With the physiques of Soul Masters, such ordinary training was naturally easy. Meanwhile, Xu Xiaoyan approached Chen Jianshu and told him about Na'er.

He went to ask Na'er about it too, but she showed no intention of revealing anything either, merely pretending she was perfectly normal. Na'er really needed to practice her act, though; it was far too fake.

Chen Jianshu also knew the reason for her strange behavior. Calculating the time, he figured Gu Yue should have arrived in Eastsea City by now. Things ought to get interesting after this.

With Tang Yin, Tang Wulin, and Gu Yue, those three parties, things probably wouldn't be boring from now on.

In the end, Chen Jianshu suggested going out for a meal. As soon as Na'er heard that, she nodded like pounding garlic and agreed.

As long as we can get away from Eastsea Academy and keep Brother Jianshu from meeting that woman!

Meanwhile, a black-haired, purple-eyed figure arrived at the freshman Class Two classroom. The teacher, Ye Yingluo, introduced her:

"This is our new transfer student, Gu Yue. Everyone, welcome her!"

"Welcome, welcome!"

Everyone welcomed Gu Yue, but she was rather cold. And since Na'er happened to be here too, that human divine sense should be able to focus all its attention on Na'er.

When the time came, they would only pay attention to the fake Silver Dragon King, Na'er, while she, the real Silver Dragon King Gu Yue, watched them from the shadows.

What do you call this? The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of Gu Yue behind it! Hehe, as expected of Lady Silver Dragon King, who inherited the Dragon God's world-shaking wisdom. I came up with such a perfect plan with ease.

Gu Yue immediately walked down from the platform and came to Tang Wulin's side. Like an ordinary human child making friends, she gave him a polite smile and asked:

"Hello, classmate. May I sit next to you?"

Caught off guard by the question, Tang Wulin froze. His mind began racing, and the scene from yesterday appeared before his eyes.

Yesterday afternoon, that Tang Yin had seemingly approached him just as inexplicably. He had also visited the Blacksmith Association yesterday.

He had become the disciple of an Eight-Star Saint Craftsman and gained a senior sister who was a Level-Three Blacksmith. Her warning echoed in his mind.

"Junior Brother, you're a Saint Craftsman's disciple now, as well as the junior nephew of the current Divine Craftsman and the grand-disciple of Grandmaster Di Tian. Your status is distinguished, so from now on, any girl who approaches you out of nowhere is a bad girl. Stay far away from them, understood?"

"Got it, Senior Sister. I'll be careful."

"Mm, good boy."

Yesterday's scene flashed through his mind. That Tang Yin had approached him out of nowhere, claimed to be his brother, and been so possessive of him.

In the end, he even injured my good brother Xie Xie. He's a bad person, so this Gu Yue, who's suddenly approached me out of nowhere, must be a bad person too. At that thought, he immediately grew wary and shook his head in refusal.

"Sorry, this seat's taken. My friend sits here."

Gu Yue's whole body stiffened at the rejection. She hadn't expected this human child to refuse her. She, the dignified half of the Dragon God, Lady Silver Dragon King who had inherited world-shaking wisdom, had actually been rejected by a human child?

You inherently evil descendant of a human god, I, this king, will personally!... Forget it, forget it. I'm the sovereign of all Soul Beasts. I won't stoop to the level of a human child like you.

After being rejected, Gu Yue fell silent for a moment, then could only choose a seat not far away and sit down.

After school that afternoon, Tang Wulin immediately slung on his little schoolbag and hurried away, finding Xie Xie waiting for him under a large tree.

Xie Xie was his true friend. After all, Xie Xie had become friends with him before he had become a Saint Craftsman's disciple, and even treated him to meals. He was a good person.

"Xie Xie! I met another person who approached me out of nowhere."

Tang Wulin immediately told him about Gu Yue. Hearing this, Xie Xie frowned and glanced at the black-haired, purple-eyed girl who had just walked out of the classroom and was looking at them with a frighteningly cold gaze. He immediately pulled Tang Wulin away.

"Wulin, your hunch was right. I could tell at a glance that woman was no good. She gives me the creeps!"

Xie Xie took Tang Wulin's hand and hurried away. He didn't know why, but the instant he met the black-haired girl's gaze, he'd felt a shiver. That woman was too dangerous!

Hearing Xie Xie's warning, Tang Wulin's eyes flashed with lingering fear. Luckily, he'd been on guard, or he would have fallen into her trap. The big city really was dangerous, but fortunately he had Senior Sister, Teacher Mu Chen, and friends like Xie Xie to help him.

The two hurried away and ran to Snack Street together for dinner.

The third and fourth updates for July 20, combined into one long chapter.