Gu Yue Arrives!

Early the next morning, Eastsea Academy, Sports Field.

After breakfast, all the students of Class Five arrived at the Sports Field early. Fearing Wu Changkong, not a single one dared to be late for class.

"Very good. No one is late. Today's Physical Training: ten laps around the Sports Field."

Looking at the students before him, Wu Changkong issued the command in an icy voice.

Upon hearing today's Physical Training assignment, the sound of sharp breaths being sucked in immediately rose from the ranks.

The students' eyes widened, their hearts filled with nothing but despair.

How were they supposed to finish that?

The standard track at Eastsea Academy's Intermediate Department was eight hundred meters per lap. Ten laps meant eight kilometers. Even for students with Soul Power, this was no small challenge.

"Fang Yang, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, the three of you, step forward!"

After announcing the assignment, Wu Changkong spoke coldly again.

"Yes!"

Hearing Wu Changkong's words, Fang Yang and the other two stepped out of the formation.

"You will represent Class Five in the Class Promotion Tournament, so your training intensity will be doubled."

Wu Changkong's gaze swept across the three of them. "Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, these Iron Chain Clothes were prepared for you."

The two iron garments were made from thick chains and handed to them, each weighing twenty pounds.

The chains glinted coldly beneath the sunlight, producing faint clinking sounds.

"As for Fang Yang, your Fire Control still needs improvement. Today, you will practice controlling flames on this Sports Field. You are not allowed to stop without my command."

Wu Changkong turned toward the last of them.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xie's eyes widened, and he could not help protesting, "Teacher Wu, how can you do this? It's unfair!"

Wu Changkong cast Xie Xie a cold glance and said irritably, "If you had physical fitness like Fang Yang's, you wouldn't need training either!"

Xie Xie immediately wilted. Fang Yang's physical fitness was indeed monstrous; even Teacher Wu had praised it.

But as a smart person, Xie Xie decisively chose to follow his heart!

Thus, Fang Yang walked over to an open area at the side of the Sports Field.

"Attention, everyone—training begins!"

At Wu Changkong's command, the Class Five students gritted their teeth and began running around the Sports Field.

The Iron Chain Clothes clattered against Tang Wulin and Xie Xie's bodies.

Tang Wulin quickly found his rhythm, while Xie Xie was an Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master. Despite carrying a twenty-pound iron garment, he still ran like the wind and charged into the lead.

Fang Yang stood alone at the center of the Sports Field, a cluster of Deep Yellow Flame rising from his palm.

He controlled the flames, continuously shaping them into exquisite fiery lotuses. The formation and dispersal of every lotus were astonishingly precise.

After two laps, Xie Xie's speed visibly slowed. The weight of the Iron Chain Clothes began to show, and every time he lifted a leg, it felt as though he were dragging a thousand-pound weight.

Tang Wulin, on the other hand, maintained steady strides, his breathing even as he passed one classmate after another.

By the fifth lap, nearly half the students had fallen behind.

Some bent over with their hands on their knees, gasping for breath, while others simply collapsed onto the grass.

Xie Xie felt as if his lungs were being scorched by flames, his Legs moving forward mechanically.

Only Tang Wulin still maintained his rhythm, relying on his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, to replenish his strength.

Wu Changkong stood at the edge of the Sports Field, his brows tightly furrowed. These students' physical foundations were even worse than he had expected.

When the last student staggered across the finish line, he said coldly, "Everyone, rest for ten minutes, then continue running."

The students sprawled on the ground let out wails of misery, but no one dared defy Wu Changkong's orders.

Just then, a girl leisurely walked over from the direction of the school gate leading to the Intermediate Department's Sports Field.

She stood at the entrance and looked around, seemingly searching for something.

The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within Fang Yang suddenly stirred, as if it had sensed something.

His gaze unconsciously shifted toward the school gate, and then he saw a girl walking over.

She wore white pants and a white top.

She appeared to be about the same age as the students of First Grade Class Five. She was not exceptionally beautiful, only delicate and pleasant-looking.

She had long black hair and black eyes. Her figure was above average among those her age, well-proportioned, and her large eyes shone brightly.

As she walked, her steps seemed to carry a peculiar rhythm, and she also possessed a strange aura.

Wu Changkong's gaze paused on her. This girl was not wearing a School Uniform, and it was already class time.

"Which class are you from?" Wu Changkong walked over.

The girl's gaze passed over Wu Changkong and landed on Fang Yang in the center of the Sports Field.

A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes before she quickly returned to calm.

"I came here to enroll, but the school said the registration period had already passed." The girl withdrew her gaze, her voice clear and crisp.

Wu Changkong's brows furrowed slightly. "You're not a student of Eastsea Academy?"

"Not yet."

The girl smiled slightly. "But I hope to study here. Is that possible, Teacher?"

If it had been any other Teacher, they might have driven her away immediately. But was Wu Changkong like other teachers? No!

"It is possible, but this is a Soul Master Academy. If you want to study here, you must prove yourself."

Looking at the girl, Wu Changkong spoke in an icy voice.

"I am willing to accept the test." The girl smiled, her face full of confidence.

"Very good. What is your name?"

Wu Changkong asked.

"Gu Yue."

The girl answered softly, her voice like a flowing spring.

"Fine, Gu Yue. I'll give you this opportunity to prove that you are qualified to become a student here."

After saying that, Wu Changkong turned and looked at Xie Xie, who was resting nearby. He was about to call him over, but hesitated.

Xie Xie was far too unreliable. He could not even handle Blue Silver Grass Entanglement...

Xie Xie: "???"

After thinking for a moment, he called to Fang Yang, who was practicing Fire Control. "Fang Yang, come here."

Fang Yang put away the Heavenly Flames in his hand and quickly walked over.

As he passed Gu Yue, he felt the disturbance within his Golden Dragon King Bloodline grow even more intense.

Looking at Wu Changkong, Fang Yang feigned confusion. "Teacher Wu, what is it?"

"This girl is Gu Yue. She wants to join our Class Five. You test her strength." Wu Changkong spoke calmly.

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Yue again. "If you can last five minutes against Fang Yang, you may enroll. If not, go back where you came from."

This requirement seemed simple, but it was actually harsh.

With Fang Yang's Soul Elder-level strength, an ordinary Soul Master would find it difficult to hold out for even a minute.

Hearing this, Gu Yue revealed an eager expression, while Fang Yang nodded, Lost in Thought.

"Fang Yang, don't hold back!"

Wu Changkong reminded him coldly.

"Alright, each of you retreat ten meters."

Hearing This, Fang Yang and Gu Yue exchanged a glance, then immediately retreated ten meters and opened the distance between them.

The students who were resting immediately perked up. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie also moved closer to watch.

Xie Xie muttered softly, "What's this girl's background? She actually dares to challenge that monster Fang Yang."

Tang Wulin stared intently at the field. "She doesn't look simple."

Wu Changkong stood between them and raised his right hand high. "Begin!"