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That day, Gu Yue Jie Jie only had lunch at Jing Shaoyu's home before fleeing at the last minute, leaving without even looking back. Jing Ziyuan even began to wonder whether her cooking had been so bad that it had scared the young girl away.

All Jing Shaoyu could do was reassure Jing Ziyuan by saying that girls were thin-skinned, that she had been too enthusiastic, and that Gu Yue Jie Jie had been unable to adapt to it so quickly.

When the rest day ended and Jing Shaoyu returned to the academy, he was surprised to find that for several days in a row, whenever Gu Yue Jie Jie encountered him, she immediately turned around and left, letting out a somewhat haughty snort as she went.

He was utterly helpless about it. What had happened at his house that day really was not his fault. She had been the one who wanted to go, and she had said those things herself. So why was she blaming him in the end? Really, girls were indeed unreasonable creatures, whether human or dragon.

Jing Shaoyu did not fret over it too much, because a few days later, once Gu Yue Jie Jie's embarrassment had faded, she began deliberately approaching him again. Gu Yue Jie Jie's deliberate closeness finally put Xu Xiaoyan on alert, and there were faint signs of a confrontation between the two girls.

Thus, over the next few rest days, both girls clung to him and insisted on going home with him, giving Jing Shaoyu quite a headache.

Time passed in a flash, and before long, another two months had gone by. Tomorrow would be Eastsea Academy's annual Promotion Tournament.

A competition platform had already been erected on the Intermediate Department's field. Once classes ended that afternoon, this year's first Promotion Tournament match would begin: First Year Class Five challenging First Year Class Four!

The dismissal bell rang, and cadets poured out of the Teaching Building. Yet aside from the cadets of First Year Class Five and First Year Class Four, who headed together toward the competition platform on the field, the cadets from the other classes and grades showed little interest. To be honest, in their eyes, a match between Class Five and Class Four was simply a battle between weaklings. There was no need to waste time on it.

Freshman Class One.

"Class Monitor, come on, let's go eat. We still need to find Teacher Ye afterward," Wang Jinxi called to Jing Shaoyu from outside the classroom.

"Coming." Jing Shaoyu nodded, then took Xu Xiaoyan's hand and led her out of the classroom.

"Little Yu Brother, aren't you going to watch the match? Gu Yue Jie Jie will be leading Class Five against Class Four today! If you don't go, what if it affects Gu Yue Jie Jie's performance?" Xu Xiaoyan said in an overly sweet tone.

"You little brat, where did you learn to talk like that?" Jing Shaoyu burst out laughing, reaching out to pinch Xu Xiaoyan's cheek. "Don't talk to me like that, understand?"

"Ow, that hurts! Little Yu Brother~" Mist immediately gathered in Xu Xiaoyan's large eyes, and her tearful expression forced Jing Shaoyu to let go and comfort her gently.

"Hehehe!" Seeing this, Xu Xiaoyan immediately revealed a sly smile. "Little Yu Brother, I'm fine now. Let's go eat!"

As she spoke, the girl took Jing Shaoyu's hand and headed straight for the cafeteria, completely ignoring Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng, who had just been force-fed a mouthful of dog food.

"Yangzi, I think I'm full. What about you?" Wang Jinxi asked bitterly as he watched the two leave.

"Me too," Zhang Yangzi said with deep agreement.

"Enough, hurry up," Wei Xiaofeng reminded them, though he was equally speechless. "Let's go eat. Teacher Ye is still waiting for us!"

The three immediately caught up with Jing Shaoyu and Xu Xiaoyan, very consciously walking behind them.

After the five finished dinner, they immediately headed to Ye Yingluo's office. Ye Yingluo had been waiting there for quite some time, and her purpose in calling the five of them over was simple: to once again clarify Freshman Class One's lineup for the Promotion Tournament.

According to Ye Yingluo's arrangements, Jing Shaoyu, Zhang Yangzi, and Wang Jinxi would be the main team members, while Wei Xiaofeng and Xu Xiaoyan would serve as substitutes. Although Wei Xiaofeng felt such an arrangement was completely unnecessary, Ye Yingluo held an almost blind, absolute trust in Wu Zhangkong.

It had to be said, a woman's intuition was accurate—especially the intuition of a woman who held grudges. It was frighteningly accurate.

"Class Monitor, Yangzi, Xiaofeng, did you know?" The moment Wang Jinxi returned to the dormitory, he impatiently shouted, "Freshman Class Five actually has two Soul Grand Masters!"

"Really?" Zhang Yangzi and Wei Xiaofeng were both somewhat surprised.

"Absolutely!" Wang Jinxi nodded with great certainty.

Over the three months since school began, aside from Gu Yue Jie Jie, who had already been a level-twenty-three Soul Grandmaster when she enrolled, Xie Xie had also advanced to Soul Grandmaster during this time. He obtained his Second Soul Ring, and his Soul Power reached level twenty-one.

Thus, Freshman Class Five actually had two Soul Grand Masters with Hundred-Year Soul Rings. With such strength, only Freshman Class One was likely stronger than them in the entire first year.

Over the following days, Freshman Class Five swept through their opponents, consecutively defeating Freshman Class Three and Freshman Class Two. This was perfectly normal. The cadets with potential had all been selected into Class One, while the remaining four classes did not differ much in overall strength.

With two Soul Grand Masters, Gu Yue Jie Jie and Xie Xie, as well as the freak Tang Wulin, it was entirely normal for Freshman Class Five to defeat Class Three and Class Two. Losing would have been the abnormal thing.

Although the homeroom teachers of Freshman Class Four and Freshman Class Two were extremely dissatisfied, believing that Freshman Class Five had only won because of their two Soul Grandmaster cadets, the results had been decided and would not be changed. Next would be the match between Freshman Class One and Freshman Class Five.

This match was full of highlights. One side was Freshman Class One, hailed as the strongest Class One in a hundred years; the other was Freshman Class Five, which had risen against the odds and won three straight matches. Its appeal and popularity had reached their peak. It was no longer just the first years paying attention to this match—other grades were watching as well, and everyone awaited the result.

Would Freshman Class One defend the glory and dignity of Class One, or would Freshman Class Five create a miracle and become the first Class Five to successfully rise against the odds?

Everything would be revealed after school that afternoon.

Then, during class that afternoon, an announcement spread throughout Eastsea Academy.

"Attention, teachers and cadets! Attention, teachers and cadets! We will now broadcast an urgent notice. We have received a notification from the meteorological department that a powerful tropical storm will strike tonight. This typhoon is expected to last for one week. During the typhoon's landfall, classes for all academy grades will be suspended. All cadets are to remain in their dormitories and await further notice. Do not leave the academy lightly. All classes this afternoon are also canceled. Please make preparations in advance.

"The final Promotion Tournament match for the first-year freshmen of the Intermediate Department, originally scheduled for tonight, will be moved forward to take place now. Promotion Tournament matches for other grades will be postponed according to the duration of this typhoon, with further arrangements to be made based on the specific circumstances!"

This announcement did not cause much of a stir among the cadets and teachers. After all, Eastsea City was a coastal city bordering the Eastern Sea, and typhoons struck every year. They were used to it. Still, they were quite happy that afternoon classes had been canceled. This gave them the perfect opportunity to watch the highly anticipated battle between Freshman Class One and Freshman Class Five.

Jing Shaoyu was somewhat moved. Sure enough, the power of nature could not be resisted by human strength. Even Soul Masters, when facing nature, still had to hide obediently like ordinary people.

A flash of excitement crossed Ye Yingluo's beautiful face, and she clenched her fists slightly. Finally, she had finally waited for this moment! Wu Zhangkong, I will repay the humiliation you inflicted upon me today! I want to see what expression you will have when the cadets you placed such high hopes on are defeated! How wonderful. Hahaha! "Everyone, stand up! Assemble on the field!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

The cadets of Freshman Class One followed behind Ye Yingluo in orderly fashion as they headed toward the Intermediate Department's field.

Walking at the very front were Jing Shaoyu, Xu Xiaoyan, Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng. Their expressions differed: Jing Shaoyu was sunny and easygoing, Xu Xiaoyan smiled sweetly, Zhang Yangzi was calm and steady, Wang Jinxi was eager to try, while Wei Xiaofeng was arrogant and disdainful.

Quite a few people had already gathered near the competition platform on the field. There were not only first-year cadets and teachers, but also cadets and teachers from other grades. At the very least, Jing Shaoyu spotted familiar faces: fifth-year Ouyang Zixin and her best friend, Mu Xi.

The other three homeroom teachers of the freshman year were also present. Only Class Five's homeroom teacher, Wu Zhangkong, had yet to arrive.

"Big Sis!" Ye Yingrong, the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Three, quickly walked over to Ye Yingluo and greeted her.

"Mhm." Ye Yingluo nodded, but her beautiful eyes continued scanning the surroundings.

"Big Sis, stop looking. He's not here yet," Ye Yingrong said with a helpless smile. She did not even know how to describe her sister anymore. Proud and stubborn, too competitive, so few men had ever caught her eye. She had finally encountered Wu Zhangkong, but then...

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