Tang Wulin and Xie Xie's Shock and Disappointment (Seeking Investment! Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Recommendation Tickets!)

"This really is a world that judges by looks!" Xie Xie had already lost count of how many times he had lamented this.

"Hiss—" Hearing Xie Xie's words, Tang Wulin had just wanted to speak when he tugged at the injury on his back. He immediately sucked in a breath and said, "It hurts a little... He's not only good-looking, but he's also far stronger than us. He didn't even use a soul skill, and we were already defeated!"

"Are you okay?" Xie Xie first looked at Tang Wulin with concern. Only after confirming that he was not seriously hurt did he continue, "Wulin, why are you always boosting others' morale while undermining your own?"

"But wasn't I just stating the facts?" Tang Wulin asked innocently.

"You..." Xie Xie was rendered completely speechless. He really wanted to crack Tang Wulin's head open and see whether he was genuinely devious or truly innocent. It was infuriating. But Tang Wulin had been injured because of him, after all, so he could only say fiercely, "Now that we've lost, you won't get to eat free Grade A Meals anymore!"

"Ah—" Tang Wulin let out a mournful cry at once, lowering his head in disappointment and regret. "That's the real pity!"

Standing among Freshman Class One, Xu Xiaoyan pursed her lips unhappily. She had seen every little interaction between Jing Shaoyu and Gu Yue clearly. She was very unhappy now and decided that she would never speak to Jing Shaoyu again. Yet only a second later, the girl changed her mind, changing "forever" into one day. Three seconds later, one day became two hours. In the end, it was reduced directly to three minutes.

A girl's thoughts were just that complicated. She wanted to show that she was upset, yet she was afraid of truly neglecting the person she liked. It was utterly contradictory.

Jing Shaoyu had no idea about Xu Xiaoyan's complicated feelings. Before he had even left the competition platform, Long Hengxu had already stepped onto it.

He announced loudly, "In the final match of the Freshman Grade One Promotion Tournament, Freshman Class Five's challenge against Freshman Class One has failed. Freshman Class One retains its original class number. Freshman Class Five is promoted to Freshman Class Two, and the remaining class numbers will shift back in sequence by one place.

"This concludes this year's Freshman Grade One Promotion Tournament."

Below the platform, the cadets of Freshman Class Five—no, Freshman Class Two—were all visibly disappointed. Wu Zhangkong, standing before them, remained expressionless as he led the cadets straight off the field.

A Life Attribute Martial Soul? Or perhaps an Ultimate Wood Martial Soul? Wu Zhangkong murmured inwardly. Even with his knowledge, he could not quite understand Jing Shaoyu's Origin Spirit Martial Soul. He was only becoming more astonished by Jing Shaoyu's exceptional talent.

The moment Jing Shaoyu stepped down from the competition platform, he was immediately surrounded by his jubilant classmates. Their respect and admiration for their Class Monitor had deepened even further.

Ye Yingluo watched Wu Zhangkong's departing figure with a complicated expression. She suddenly realized that she did not seem as happy as she had imagined she would be. She had indeed won, but what was the point? There was still no place for her in his eyes.

"Alright, it's over. Everyone, disperse. Those going home can go home, and those who aren't can return to the dormitories," Ye Yingluo said after taking a deep breath.

"Yes, goodbye, Teacher Ye!" Freshman Class One answered in unison.

Ye Yingluo left, and the cadets of Class One also began leaving in groups of two and three.

"Class Monitor, Yangzi and I are heading home first. See you after the typhoon," Wang Jinxi said as he and Zhang Yangzi came up to Jing Shaoyu. After greeting him, they left together.

"Class Monitor, I'm heading home too. Goodbye." Wei Xiaofeng was also planning to go home. After saying goodbye to Jing Shaoyu, he immediately caught up with Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi.

Before long, the vast field had become sparsely populated. Jing Shaoyu and Xu Xiaoyan also left the field.

Jing Shaoyu escorted Xu Xiaoyan to the academy gates.

"Little Yu Brother, I'm going home now." Xu Xiaoyan got into her family's car and called out sweetly to Jing Shaoyu, "Oh, right! You're not allowed to take Gu Yue home again. I'll check!"

"Got it!" Jing Shaoyu gave a helpless, wry smile. "I definitely won't take her home on my own initiative!"

"Hehe! That's more like it!" Xu Xiaoyan giggled, completely failing to notice Jing Shaoyu's wordplay. In a lively voice, she said, "Goodbye, Little Yu Brother."

As the car drove away, Jing Shaoyu waved helplessly before turning back toward the academy. He was planning to ride his bicycle home.

When he arrived beneath the Dormitory Building, he was surprised to see Xie Xie laboriously carrying Tang Wulin down the stairs. Tang Wulin's face was pale, his forehead covered in fine sweat, and his expression was full of pain.

"What are you doing?" he asked reflexively.

"It's you?!" Hearing someone speak, Xie Xie immediately looked up. When he saw that it was Jing Shaoyu, the anxious look on his face turned into surprise and anger. He said coldly, "Isn't it because of you? You injured Wulin's back. I'm taking him to the hospital for treatment, so get out of the way."

"Huh?" Jing Shaoyu froze, looking slightly bewildered. That happened? How did he not know? And with Tang Wulin's physical condition, he had actually been injured by vines? Was that a joke? Oh, right—Tang Wulin had not yet broken through the first seal, so his physical strength was only at the level of an ordinary Great Soul Master.

Thinking about it that way, Tang Wulin really could have been injured by the Blue Silver Grass under his control. After all, he had not held back at the time. He glanced at Tang Wulin on Xie Xie's back. Tang Wulin was in so much pain that he did not even want to speak. He barely gave Jing Shaoyu a polite smile before slumping against Xie Xie's back, nearly pressing him to the ground.

"Tang Wulin, you're way too heavy!" Xie Xie was on the verge of breaking down. Gritting his teeth, he shifted Tang Wulin higher onto his shoulder.

Watching this scene, Jing Shaoyu found it rather strange. Had he hit that hard? "Sigh!" He let out a sigh. "Fine, you two are lucky you ran into me!"

Hearing Jing Shaoyu's words, Xie Xie assumed that he was going to lend a hand. A strained smile appeared on his face, and he had just wanted to thank him when he saw Jing Shaoyu release his Martial Soul.

"What are you..." Xie Xie was completely confused as he looked at Jing Shaoyu in puzzlement.

Jing Shaoyu did not answer. Instead, he wore a confident, gentle smile and placed one hand on Tang Wulin's back. Then Xie Xie saw the purple Soul Ring behind Jing Shaoyu emit a magnificent glow. That purple radiance was so brilliant that he could not help becoming lost in it.

When he came back to his senses, he felt the weight on his body lighten. Then he saw Tang Wulin, who had just been writhing in pain, standing on the ground full of energy. There was no trace of his earlier weakness; his complexion was rosy, his breathing steady, and he could not have looked healthier.

"What happened to you?" he blurted out.

"Yeah, what happened to me?" Tang Wulin was equally confused. He instinctively touched his back. It did not hurt. He could not feel anything at all, as if he had never been injured.

"This, this, this..." Xie Xie hurried over and lifted Tang Wulin's shirt. To his astonishment, Tang Wulin's back, which had been bright red before, was now completely clean. There was nothing there at all. The obvious lash marks had vanished without a trace. It was practically eerie.

"How did you do that?" After staring blankly for a moment, the two immediately understood. Both of them widened their eyes and looked at Jing Shaoyu.

Jing Shaoyu had already put away his Martial Soul. The smile on his handsome face remained calm as he declared brightly, "Allow me to formally introduce myself. Jing Shaoyu, Level 28 Healing Great Soul Master."

"A Healing Great Soul Master?!" Tang Wulin and Xie Xie instantly stood there as if petrified, staring at Jing Shaoyu in utter disbelief.

"Goodbye!" Jing Shaoyu smiled and patted them both on the shoulder before turning around and leaving the Dormitory Building.

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie remained where they were for a long while before recovering their senses. Their eyes were filled with disappointment and shock. They did not doubt Jing Shaoyu's words, because Tang Wulin had personally experienced Jing Shaoyu's healing ability. That was precisely why they found it even harder to accept.

"We were defeated by a Healer Soul Master?" Xie Xie murmured.

"Mm!" Tang Wulin nodded. Looking in the direction Jing Shaoyu had left, he thought silently, Is this the peerless genius Teacher Wu spoke of? I need to work even harder too!

Jing Shaoyu had already gotten onto his bicycle and was riding toward the academy gates.

Helping Tang Wulin recover had merely been a small effort. If nothing unexpected happened, once this typhoon was over, they would become classmates. They might spend several years together then. At present, there was no conflict of interest between him and Tang Wulin, so they could still be friends.

As for the future, he would deal with it when it came. Jing Shaoyu was not yet qualified to talk about the future.

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