Heavenly Ice Dance Through the Sky

"It's not what you think."

Seeing the doubt written all over Tang Luochuan's face, Gu Yue felt somewhat embarrassed. Especially when she met his silent gaze, her face grew even more awkward.

"Mm..."

"I believe you."

Tang Luochuan nodded seriously.

"..."

However, faced with this scene, how could Gu Yue possibly believe him? She immediately became restless.

"Alright."

"Anyway, if you have time... you're welcome to visit my home. I still have other things to do now, so you should leave first."

After hurriedly saying goodbye to Tang Luochuan, she had no intention of staying any longer and vanished from before him.

"..."

"I really did believe her."

Tang Luochuan could not help but laugh wryly at the sight before him. He had truly been speaking honestly.

But from the looks of it, Gu Yue did not feel too badly about him. At the very least, she had not considered devouring him or anything like that. That was great.

Especially now...

It was far more than simply not bad.

"She invited me to her home."

"Those so-called parents are probably Star Dou Fierce Beasts."

A glint flashed in Tang Luochuan's eyes.

If things were really as he imagined, it was more than Gu Yue having a favorable impression of him. She was planning to raise him into a child husband!

"A nine-year-old child is at the most innocent age. Starting from scratch and sweet-talking him into becoming her husband..."

"Just as expected of the Silver Dragon King..."

Meanwhile, in another corner of the training field.

This was Class 5, First Year's first lesson: determine the strongest student and appoint them as class monitor.

Before the group of nine-year-old students stood a tall man, looking at them.

He was tall and somewhat lean, but his eyes were bright and piercing. His nose was high, and his entire bearing was exceptionally upright.

His long hair fell loose behind his back. As the wind blew, it could vaguely be seen that his lake-blue hair reached all the way to his waist.

His name was Wu Changkong. He was twenty-nine years old, a Level 69 six-ring Battle Soul Emperor. His Martial Soul was the Sky Frost Sword, and he was also a Two-word Battle Armor Master.

The disciple of Scarlet Dragon Douluo, Heavenly Ice Dance Through the Sky!

Yet at this moment, his face carried a trace of silence.

"Level 11, Level 12, Level 13..."

"The strongest is only Level 13, and there's only one of them. Fine, not a single genius was left for me..."

Looking at the students before him, Wu Changkong's expression remained calm, but his heart was filled with helplessness.

Among the New Student classes this time, after being transferred from the Senior Department to the Intermediate Department, he had made a bold choice: he turned down the position of Class One's homeroom teacher and chose to lead the worst class instead.

He intended to turn it into the strongest class through the Class Promotion Tournament, then lead at least one student back to the place where he had once been.

He had his own pride. Of course, he had known it would not be easy, but he had his own pride.

But...

These talents were simply too mediocre.

Levels 12 and 13—when had he reached such a weak realm? The fourth month after awakening his Martial Soul?

"You. Introduce yourself."

Wu Changkong looked toward a female student. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke slowly.

"Jiang Lan. Martial Soul: Earth Element. Level 13 Defense Type Soul Master."

She was the only favored daughter of heaven in the class, a Level 13 Soul Master and, without question, the student with the greatest talent.

"Alright. You are the strongest among everyone here. Does anyone wish to challenge her?"

"If no other student can surpass her, she will be our class monitor."

Wu Changkong spoke slowly, his expression impassive.

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Lan's face immediately broke into an unconcealable smile. This teacher had introduced himself earlier—he was a Soul Emperor-level powerhouse.

The strongest person at Eastsea Academy.

Although she did not know why he was leading the worst Class 5, this was clearly an unexpected delight. If she could become the class monitor under him, it would bring her far too many benefits.

None of the students spoke. A few of the Level 12 Soul Masters looked eager to give it a try, clearly having realized the benefits involved.

"Teacher, may I try?"

At that moment, Tang Wulin blinked and spoke bluntly.

"You may."

Wu Changkong looked somewhat surprised when he spoke up. The reason was simple: Tang Wulin was one of the few students he remembered—a very handsome boy.

More importantly, there was his talent. A Level 12 Soul Master, but... Blue Silver Grass. Perhaps that talent was poor, but for someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, he already had considerable potential.

"You two, step forward."

"You may begin."

Wu Changkong said slowly.

"My name is Tang Wulin."

"Level 12 Control Type Soul Master. Please advise me."

Tang Wulin smiled faintly. A strand of Blue Silver Grass instantly appeared in his hand, while a yellow Soul Ring gleamed brightly.

"Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"Blue Silver Grass dares to challenge someone?"

The moment he revealed his Martial Soul, the other Level 12 students looked surprised. However, once they saw the Soul Ring beside him, they quickly understood.

A hundred-year Soul Ring meant he had absorbed a hundred-year Soul Beast. Perhaps that was where his confidence came from.

"..."

"Jiang Lan, Level 13 Soul Master."

The girl visibly froze for a moment. As earth-element energy emerged from her hand, a white Soul Ring appeared around her.

The arrogance had vanished from her face.

A hundred-year Soul Beast.

That was almost unheard of among weak Soul Masters. Even though Jiang Lan's Soul Power was one level higher, her expression became much more cautious.

Even if his Martial Soul was only Blue Silver Grass.

"First Soul Skill."

"Entangle."

Tang Wulin said nothing more. As his Soul Ring flashed, clusters of vibrant Blue Silver Grass shot toward his opponent.

It was clearly just the most common Soul Skill of Blue Silver Grass, yet Wu Changkong clearly noticed that the tips of the Blue Silver Grass were actually sharp.

Sharpening the Blue Silver Grass? Interesting.

"Earth Wall."

Jiang Lan frowned and immediately unleashed her Soul Skill. A layer of earth rose around her from all directions, ensuring nothing could go wrong.

Just when she thought there could be no surprises, the Blue Silver Grass pierced straight through her defenses and shot directly at her.

"..."

"Tang Wulin wins."

Wu Changkong announced the result mercilessly.

"Does anyone wish to challenge Tang Wulin?"

"If not, then from this moment onward, he will be Class Five's class monitor."

Wu Changkong said indifferently.

"I will."

A boy with bangs spoke up.

"My name is Xing Ergou."

"My Martial Soul is the Black Shadow Axe."

A wicked smile rested on his face. As a pitch-black axe appeared in his hand, a yellow Soul Ring emerged as well.

He believed that his combat strength could likewise defeat the Defense Type Soul Master from before, much less the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master in front of him.

"First Soul Skill..."

"I slash!"

"Entangle."

Tang Wulin said nothing more, merely releasing his Blue Silver Grass to attack the other party.

"It's only Blue Silver Grass. I slash..."

Xing Ergou's face was full of disdain, but in the next moment, he discovered that he could not even break through the Blue Silver Grass's assault...

In the end, he was wrapped into a ball by his opponent.

"Tang Wulin wins."

"If no one else wishes to challenge him, then I declare that he is our class monitor."

Watching the scene before him, Wu Changkong said calmly.

After witnessing Tang Wulin's record of soloing an Assault Type Soul Master, the others no longer dared to step forward.

"Your Blue Silver Grass is far from ordinary."

Wu Changkong looked in Tang Wulin's direction and said blandly.

Ordinary Blue Silver Grass would be fortunate not to get cut apart, let alone counterattack. This Tang Wulin was truly exceptional!

"Haha..."

Tang Wulin wore a bright smile on his face.

His brother had taught him all those moves. If the other party was praising him now, wasn't that the same as praising his brother?

But before long, he could no longer smile.

"Since no one else dares to challenge you, then now..."

"Have a match with me."

Wu Changkong said with a kindly smile.

"Of course I—"

"Hm?"

Tang Wulin nodded instinctively, but froze abruptly the next moment, the smile on his face stiffening.

He was going to duel a Soul Emperor?