My Name Is Gu Yue

The next morning, twenty students ran laps on the field. Wu Changkong assigned ten laps, and the students all groaned in complaint.

Tang Wulin and Yun Mu, however, maintained a steady pace throughout.

Yun Mu was not relying on his physical fitness, but on the vitality constantly replenishing his body.

Yun Mu and Tang Wulin led the pack from the front.

Suddenly, Yun Mu's attention was drawn to a figure—Gu Yue.

But the next moment, he frowned. Although Gu Yue looked exactly as she had been described in the original story, it was obvious that the way she looked at him was not the way one looked at a stranger.

Yet the way Gu Yue looked at Tang Wulin was like she was looking at prey, as if she wanted to devour him at any moment.

He finally realized what was wrong. That was right—Na'er's feelings for Wulin were not that deep.

Then would Na'er still stop Gu Yue from killing Tang Wulin? But back then, he had been unwilling to stop treating Na'er well. Since he had come here, everything was bound to change.

"Hello, I came here to enroll, but they said the registration period has already passed."

"You're not a student of Eastsea Academy?" Wu Changkong asked.

"Not yet, but I hope to study here. Is that possible, Teacher?" Gu Yue said.

"Yun Mu, come over. Don't take off the iron vest," Wu Changkong said.

Yun Mu nodded and quickly ran toward Wu Changkong.

Gu Yue's gaze fixed tightly on Yun Mu. There was no curiosity in her eyes, only the joy of being reunited after a long separation.

But it lasted only an instant before it returned to coldness and curiosity.

"Thirty meters apart. Prepare," Wu Changkong said. "You only need to last one incense stick's time against him."

Yun Mu walked to a spot thirty meters away from Gu Yue and stopped.

"Begin." As Wu Changkong's sharp shout fell, Yun Mu instantly released his Martial Soul.

Yun Mu looked at Gu Yue's hand with a complicated expression, gripping the Sword of Life tightly. Silver-purple Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet one after another, while the blade of the Sword of Life glowed with a gentle, soft radiance.

Gu Yue raised her eyes and looked at Yun Mu with great seriousness. Her hands hung naturally at her sides, and lights of several different colors flickered across her fingertips.

"You make the first move." Yun Mu's voice was gentle, yet carried unquestionable seriousness. Arrow of Life slowly raised its tip, pointing at the ground without any intention of attacking first.

Wu Changkong frowned at the side. Why wasn't Yun Mu seizing the initiative? Or was he doing it on purpose?

Gu Yue nodded and did not waste words. Raising her right hand and lifting her palm, she instantly condensed a ball of silvery-white icy mist. Accompanied by bone-piercing cold, several ice cones formed out of thin air and shot toward Yun Mu with a whoosh.

Yun Mu lightly twisted his steps, his figure dodging the ice cones as swiftly as a ghost. The ice cones smashed into the ground and shattered, spraying fine shards of ice.

Gu Yue's eyes narrowed. Seeing that one move was not enough, her Soul Power surged rapidly. Countless ice cones and fireballs attacked Yun Mu at once.

Yun Mu's brows furrowed slightly as his second Soul Skill, Life Sword Rain, abruptly activated. Countless small green swords slowly formed from the sword and stabbed toward Gu Yue.

Gu Yue instantly felt her Soul Power circulation become sluggish, and even the force behind her attacks weakened somewhat.

Gu Yue forcibly suppressed the sluggishness in her Soul Power. With a fierce wave of her right hand, a wild wind suddenly rose. The wind fanned the flames, making the fireballs larger.

The temperature soared. At the same time, earth element condensed beneath Yun Mu's feet into sharp stone spikes, launching a surprise attack from below. The four elements worked together, and the offensive became increasingly fierce.

Yun Mu deftly avoided the stone spikes and plunged his sword into the ground. Dazzling green light enveloped the earth.

Pale pink petals surged forth from thin air, and emerald green leaves followed with them. They danced in the wind, breathtakingly beautiful yet concealing sharp edges.

Whenever Gu Yue's Wind Blades and fireballs encountered the petals and leaves, they weakened, while even the streams of water were blocked layer by layer by the petals.

But although there were clearly plenty of petals and leaves that could attack Gu Yue, they only continued dissolving her attacks. Occasionally, a few petals brushed against her clothes, leaving only faint marks without causing any real damage.

"I don't need you to hold back!" Gu Yue sensed Yun Mu's restraint and cried out. She lightly bit her lower lip. Though Yun Mu was going easy on her, it made her feel extremely displeased.

Seven different elements flickered continuously before her, forming a rotating elemental vortex.

However, the vortex was mainly formed from the four basic elements of wind, fire, earth, and water, while the spatial element continually shifted positions as it attacked Yun Mu.

Yun Mu's gaze was complicated. With a slight movement of his wrist, the petals within the Sword Prison instantly divided into three parts.

One part transformed into sharp blades, forcefully cleaving open the outer edge of the elemental vortex.

One part surrounded Gu Yue, forming a gentle barrier to keep her from being harmed by the vortex's aftershock. As for the final part, it naturally protected Yun Mu himself.

The instant it was split apart, the four elements exploded at once. But they were soon wrapped in countless petals, preventing the explosion from breaking beyond its range.

Wu Changkong could now see that Yun Mu was giving the little girl an opportunity to display the abilities of her Martial Soul.

"Time's up. You can stay. But before that, you need to tell me your background and what your Martial Soul is," Wu Changkong said.

Gu Yue pulled out a letter from her clothes. "This is a recommendation letter from my junior academy. As for my Martial Soul, it is an Elementalist."

Wu Changkong was somewhat puzzled at first, but after Gu Yue explained, he understood the uniqueness and peculiar nature of her Martial Soul.

Yun Mu stood beside them with a nearly expressionless face, though the smile at the corner of his mouth was becoming difficult to suppress.

This girl really knew how to put on an act. The dignified Silver Dragon King was being passed off as an Elementalist.

"Alright, I understand. From now on, you are a member of our class—Class 5, First Grade," Wu Changkong said.

"Go run with them. This is mandatory physical training. Yun Mu, do your best to keep up with the other students' pace." The corners of Wu Changkong's mouth seemed to curl into a faint smile.

Gu Yue looked at Yun Mu, then at Tang Wulin. Gritting her teeth, she headed toward Tang Wulin.

Yun Mu quickly matched everyone's pace and accelerated, making up the laps he had fallen behind on.

Gu Yue followed beside Tang Wulin, seemingly asking him something.

As he ran, Yun Mu glanced at Gu Yue. He seemed to have guessed what she wanted to do.

Tang Wulin had shared so many years of friendship with him. He could not simply abandon him, much less become the kind of person who would forsake his brother for a woman.

As for the Golden Dragon King bloodline, it was actually a threat to Tang Wulin in many ways.

But for now, all Yun Mu could do was try his best to stop Gu Yue from hurting Tang Wulin.

Meanwhile, in the director's office.

"Have you decided how many people from your class will participate in the Promotion Tournament?"

"I have. Four."