Peach Blossom Luck!

Today's Class Promotion Tournament came to an end. The students who had watched scattered off in twos and threes, and the discussions gradually faded away.

This had not even been a match that could be called a "crushing defeat." There had been no process of resistance at all.

With just one move, Blue Silver Grass Entanglement, Tang Wulin had effortlessly brought all his opponent's hopes to an end.

The seemingly frail Blue Silver Grass had displayed terrifying toughness on the competition platform.

The entire process had flowed as smoothly as water. With a single Blue Silver Grass Entanglement, Tang Wulin had brought the match to a close.

"Teacher Wu, do we have Special Training scheduled for tonight?"

Fang Yang walked to the edge of the field and asked Wu Changkong, who stood nearby.

Wu Changkong did not even spare the dejected Kong Hanwen, the Director of First Grade Class Four, a glance.

He raised his head proudly and spoke indifferently to Class Five. "No. To maintain your best condition, there will be no Special Training during the Class Promotion Tournament. School is dismissed for everyone now!"

Before his words had even faded, Wu Changkong had already turned and left.

"Great! No more Special Training at last!" Xie Xie could not help crying out joyfully, his face filled with the delight of someone who had survived a disaster.

To him, Wu Changkong's Special Training was simply a nightmare.

Whether he fought Fang Yang, Gu Yue, or Tang Wulin, he had never tasted victory.

Most terrifying of all had been actual combat training with Wu Changkong himself. That cold and arrogant man had never known the meaning of "Hold Back." Every training session left Xie Xie aching all over and taught him a profound lesson.

At that moment, Director Long Hengxu also slowly walked down from the Competition Platform, his gaze somewhat complicated as he examined the four of them.

It was precisely because of the fighting incident at the beginning of the school year that he had deliberately placed the four of them in First Grade Class Five.

Even Gu Yue had only been assigned there later because Wu Changkong had asked him to make an exception.

Who could have imagined that these four would become Class Five's main lineup in the Class Promotion Tournament?

That cold and arrogant male god really got lucky... Long Hengxu sighed inwardly.

Although not many people in the academy liked Wu Changkong, they had to admit that both his teaching ability and his personal strength were top-notch.

"Fang Yang, Gu Yue, Wulin, how about we go out and relax?" Xie Xie said excitedly, smiling.

Hearing This, Tang Wulin glanced at Xie Xie. "Xie Xie, are you treating us?"

Xie Xie's face immediately fell. "No Way, why is it me again?"

Fang Yang added at just the right moment, "Xie Xie, if you're not treating us, then we're not going."

"Fine, fine." Xie Xie agreed helplessly, raising his hands in surrender.

Eastsea Academy's management was not particularly strict. Eastsea City was a wealthy city, and public security was also excellent.

Fang Yang naturally took Gu Yue's slender hand. "Gu Yue, let's go."

"Mm, okay."

Gu Yue answered softly, a nearly imperceptible smile appearing at the corner of her lips.

Just as the four were about to leave, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of Tang Wulin.

Ouyang Zixin smiled and said, "Hello, Junior Underclassman. Can we get to know each other?"

This unexpected situation left Fang Yang, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie all stunned.

Tang Wulin froze as well. The person standing before him was precisely the Senior Sister he had been thinking about day and night.

"O-of course we can, Senior Sister."

Tang Wulin Responded haltingly, the tips of his ears quietly turning red.

Ouyang Zixin shook the Soul Tool Communicator in her hand. "Then, Junior Underclassman, can we add each other's contact information?"

"O-okay!"

Tang Wulin fumbled to pull out his communicator, even his fingertips trembling slightly.

Xie Xie watched from the side, Gritting Teeth. "Well, well, Tang Wulin. Even you've learned this trick?"

After Ouyang Zixin got Tang Wulin's contact information, she left contentedly.

Hehe, Junior Underclassman Xiao Chunan is pretty cute. He even gets shy, she thought.

Fang Yang and Xie Xie immediately surrounded Tang Wulin, dangerous glints flashing in their eyes.

"Wulin, explain yourself. What's going on with that Senior Sister?"

Xie Xie narrowed his eyes, his tone unfriendly.

Fang Yang also teased with a smile, "Who would have thought, Wulin? You're usually so quiet, but you're this charming when it counts."

Tang Wulin's face instantly reddened. "I-I only happened to see Senior Sister a few times around campus before. She doesn't know me at all... I don't know why she would..."

"Tang Wulin, cut it out! Since you secretly have Peach Blossom Luck, it's not too much to ask for you to treat us to this meal, right?" Xie Xie interrupted.

"O-okay." Tang Wulin compromised helplessly, though a trace of sweetness welled up in his heart.

He had never dreamed that the Senior Sister he had secretly liked for so long would take the initiative to ask for his contact information.

"Good, then it's settled. Tang Wulin is treating."

Fang Yang tightened his hold on Gu Yue's Slender Jade Hand. "Go, go, let's set off."

"Where are we going?" Tang Wulin asked Xie Xie, who had suggested going out.

A crafty gleam flashed through Xie Xie's eyes. "How about we satisfy your stomach first? I know a Snack Street that'll definitely open your eyes."

"Good idea."

Tang Wulin's Eyes Lit Up immediately.

The Snack Street was not particularly close to Eastsea Academy. It took Fang Yang and the other three a full half hour to get there.

Along both sides of a fairly narrow street stood shop after shop.

As soon as Fang Yang and the others reached the entrance, waves of enticing aromas Rushed Towards them.

The rich oily scent of sizzling Roast Meat, the mellow fragrance of bubbling Stewed Soup, the crisp wheat aroma of pan-fried pancakes—scents of all kinds of food intertwined in the air, making their mouths water.

"Hmm, let me think..."

Xie Xie stroked his chin in thought, then his Eyes Lit Up. "How about we try the Braised Beef Can? Their Braised Beef Can is stewed until it's especially tender. Served with steaming white rice, it's incredibly delicious."

As a native of Eastsea City, Xie Xie took the initiative to make the suggestion.

"Sure!"

Fang Yang and the other two answered In Unison. With local Xie Xie leading the way, they were naturally happy to follow his suggestion.

Seeing that Fang Yang and the others had no objections, Xie Xie led the way with practiced familiarity, bringing them to a small but exceptionally tidy shop.

The shop's signature Braised Beef Can was cooked in specially made Brown-yellow pottery pots. Fresh beef was first washed clean, then stewed with Scallion and Ginger.

The pottery pots' unique material perfectly locked in the beef's moisture and freshness. Once the beef changed color, more than a dozen Secret Spices were added and simmered for a long time, until the meat became tender and flavorful and the spices blended perfectly with the meat's aroma. It had become a famous snack known far and wide throughout Eastsea City.

Though the shop was small, it had a distinctive charm.

The stove was set outside, with nearly a hundred Small fire eyes arranged neatly on top. A steaming pottery pot sat over each one.

The rising aroma of beef made the pottery pot lids tremble lightly from time to time, allowing the enticing fragrance to slip out and drift freely through the Streets, tempting the appetites of passing Pedestrians.

The shop's interior was not large, containing only five Rectangular tables and able to seat just over twenty people at most.

It was mealtime, and half the seats were already occupied by diners.

It was late autumn, and the temperature outside was not high. Yet the moment they stepped inside, warmth mixed with the rich aroma of beef Rushed Towards them, immediately making them feel comfortable all over.