Meanwhile.
For Tang Wulin, this was actually a form of protection, too!
After all, the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was never Tang Wulin's power to begin with!
In Zhao Tao's plan,
Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King Bloodline would eventually be returned to its rightful owner for his precious Na'er to inherit!
That way, with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline supporting her, Na'er would no longer be like a rootless duckweed!
In the future, she would no longer need to rely on Gu Yue's power or exist as one of Gu Yue's personalities. She would still be able to exist for a long time!
Only then could he protect both Na'er and Gu Yue at the same time, and make them both his wings!
And when that time came, once Gu Yue and Na'er's powers merged, Gu Yuena could appear as the Dragon God and completely shatter Tang San's scheme!
To achieve that, the power of the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline would naturally have to be extracted from Tang Wulin!
And while the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was being extracted,
the more of the bloodline seals Tang Wulin came into contact with, and the more closely he fused with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, the greater the damage he would suffer!
For that very reason,
slowing Tang Wulin's fusion with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline was, in the long run, also a way of protecting him. It was a win-win!
Of course—
Zhao Tao wouldn't extract the Golden Dragon King Bloodline from Tang Wulin for nothing!
As compensation, Zhao Tao also planned to keep reshaping Tang Wulin's thinking and help him see Tang San's ugly true nature!
He would help Tang Wulin become an upright person, instead of Tang San's accomplice and lackey!
That way, when Divine King Tang descended, Zhao Tao could watch Tang Wulin put on a scene of fatherly love and filial piety!
Surely, seeing his own son turn a blade against him would make Divine King Tang's expression quite something!
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed!
Since the seal on the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside him had not loosened, the Divine Sense Tang San had left behind—"Old Tang"—had not awakened either.
Naturally, Tang Wulin had not rushed off to take the Rank 3 Blacksmith Master exam on the eve of the typhoon, as he had in his first life.
Nor had he hurriedly taken out a loan to buy a spirit item and tried to break through the first seal on the Golden Dragon King Bloodline ahead of time.
Instead, he had simply spent the week quietly cultivating in the dormitory, with little progress in his cultivation.
Xie Xie, on the other hand, had successfully reached level 20 over the course of that week!
Afterward, he fused with the second Hundred-Year Soul Ring provided by his Hundred-Year Spirit Soul and successfully advanced to Soul Grandmaster!
After a full week's delay, the Class Promotion Tournament match between First Grade Class One and First Grade Class Five finally began!
Perhaps they had heard about Class Five's dark-horse legend, or perhaps they were simply itching for something to do after being cooped up by the typhoon.
The match had drawn a large crowd of students to watch, including quite a few upperclassmen from the intermediate division.
"This is unbelievable. Who would've thought that even the weakest class, Class Five, would have such a dark horse!"
"I wonder if they have a chance of making a comeback against First Grade Class One?"
"I doubt it! I heard this year's Class One has a full three Soul Grandmasters! The gap between major ranks isn't that easy to overcome!"
Gathered on either side of the ring, the students of Eastsea Academy watched with curiosity and began discussing among themselves.
Amid the chatter, Wu Changkong led the students of First Grade Class Five to one side of the ring first.
At the same time that First Grade Class Five took their places, the homeroom teacher of First Grade Class One—Ye Yingluo, the older sister of Class Three's homeroom teacher, Ye Yingrong—was also there.
Watching Wu Changkong in the distance, Ye Yingluo clenched her delicate hand into a fist, her eyes filled with resentment!
Or, to be more precise, wounded affection!
After all, she had confessed her feelings to the aloof male idol Wu Changkong in front of everyone, only for him to ignore her completely!
Ye Yingluo had always been a proud girl, and Wu Changkong's actions had undoubtedly broken her heart.
Her love had turned to hate, and she desperately wanted to humiliate Wu Changkong in front of everyone!
Behind Ye Yingluo stood the students of First Grade Class One, hailed as Eastsea Academy's strongest freshman class!
At the very front of their group walked three male students: the three Soul Grandmasters from Class One!
Leading them was a tall boy who looked very steady, with a maturity far beyond his years.
On his right was a young man with a middle part. His features were feminine and his lips thin, making him instantly unlikeable!
The last young man was as thin as a rail, with a sinister gaze and a powerful aura of darkness about him!
"Because of the typhoon, the Class Promotion Tournament was postponed. Today, we'll hold the fourth match, with First Grade Class Five challenging First Grade Class One!"
"Teacher Wu, please send out First Grade Class Five's representatives!"
Seeing that the contestants from both sides were in place, Long Hengxu spoke.
At Long Hengxu's words, Zhao Tao led Gu Yue and Xie Xie up onto the ring in long strides!
"Teacher Ye, please send out First Grade Class One's representatives!"
Once the three had taken their places, Long Hengxu spoke again.
"Yangzi, teach them a good, hard lesson!"
At that, Ye Yingluo turned to the tall boy at the front and gave him a fierce instruction.
Before long, the three contestants from First Grade Class One had taken their places on the other side of the ring!
"Zhao Tao, Martial Soul: Spring Autumn Cicada, level 19!"
"Gu Yue, Martial Soul: Elemental Emissary, level 17!"
"Xie Xie, Martial Soul: Light Dragon Dagger, level 21!"
Facing their three opponents, Zhao Tao and the others smiled confidently and prepared for battle!
"Zhang Yangzi, Martial Soul: Dark Phantom Eagle, level 22!"
The tall boy in the middle spoke calmly.
"Wei Xiaofeng, Martial Soul: Green Shadow Snake, level 21!"
As the feminine-looking boy on the right spoke, he extended his right hand toward Zhao Tao and the others and turned his thumb downward.
"Wang Jinxi, Martial Soul: Bone Dragon King, level 22!"
The last boy, thin as a skeleton, spoke slowly as well.
"Brother Tao, Sister Yue, that Wei Xiaofeng—give him a good beating!"
Seeing Wei Xiaofeng's taunt, Xie Xie gritted his teeth.
"Yeah. We'll make him bleed in a moment!"
Hearing Xie Xie, Zhao Tao nodded.
"Sure. I'm sick of him, too!"
Gu Yue also nodded slightly, what looked like countless elements shimmering in her eyes.
It was clear that Wei Xiaofeng's behavior had thoroughly angered Gu Yue, too!
"Ahem. Before the match, I'd like to remind you that the Class Promotion Tournament is about sportsmanship. Keep your attacks controlled!"
"I expect you all to behave yourselves. If anyone makes a dirty move, their class will be disqualified from the tournament!"
Looking at the tense atmosphere, Long Hengxu frowned and spoke more sternly.
After all, Zhao Tao and the others, as well as Zhang Yangzi and the others, all had great potential!
Zhang Yangzi and the other two in particular came from prominent families in Eastsea City!
If they were injured, a small dean of studies like him couldn't afford to take responsibility!
"Yes!"
Hearing Long Hengxu, Zhao Tao and the others answered in unison.
"Good. I now declare the second match of the Class Promotion Tournament officially underway!"
At that, Long Hengxu shouted, officially kicking off this ultimate showdown between the first-grade classes!
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