The next month passed quickly. Aside from training his physical strength every day, Chen Ye spent every evening practicing actual combat.
Chen Ye indeed did not use the 200-jin sandbag for weight training.
Because Wu Changkong had chosen 500 jin.
When Wu Changkong carried the 500-jin sandbag over with both hands and handed it to him, Chen Ye was utterly despairing.
But when Wu Changkong looked at him seriously, then lightly patted him on the shoulder and said, "This was tailor-made for you. I'm doing this for your own good."
Chen Ye fell into complete despair.
Fortunately, Xie Xie seemed to have either had an epiphany or awakened some special attribute.
He actually came to Chen Ye every night for actual combat training.
Chen Ye did not refuse. In any case, he beat Xie Xie up every time, then taught him some practical combat techniques.
Yet Chen Ye did not know whether it was because the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul had some connection with Xie Xie's Temporal-Spatial Dagger.
Or whether Xie Xie had finally had an epiphany after being violently beaten for a month.
Before the Class Promotion Tournament, Xie Xie had not only broken through to Two Rings, but his strength had also skyrocketed.
At this moment, sitting in the audience, Chen Ye watched the Class Promotion Tournament with some boredom.
It was already Class Five versus Class Two. As Xie Xie kicked out and the last contestant hit the ground, a trace of surprise appeared on everyone's faces.
"How amazing! Class Five actually beat Class Two."
"The other two are only average, but this Xie Xie is truly strong!"
"They're about to fight Class One, right? Could Class Five possibly knock Class One from its throne this time?"
The speaker was a young girl. Her face was full of excitement, but when the students around her heard this, they all looked at her in unison, their eyes filled with something strange.
The girl froze as well, then suddenly fell silent.
If it had been the old Class One, it might have been knocked down, but this time Class One had a top-tier expert at Three Rings.
Moreover, this Three Rings powerhouse was said to be absurdly strong. Ordinary teachers could not even defeat him.
As Xie Xie, Zhou Changxi, and Yun Xiao walked hesitantly toward Class One, the surrounding students looked at them with pity.
Xie Xie swallowed nervously. Standing on the arena, he looked at the two beautiful girls who had appeared.
He had just begun to relax when he saw the familiar handsome youth at the edge of the arena walk up.
The moment they saw Chen Ye, the fighting spirit that had gathered on the three of their faces after defeating three classes vanished. What remained was nothing but fear.
And then there was nothing more to say.
To preserve their dignity, Chen Ye personally dealt with all three of them.
When the three of them lay sprawled on the ground, the students from Class One immediately began applauding. Although the students from the other classes wore bitter smiles, they joined in the applause as well.
On the field, the students watched Director of Studies Long Hengxu deliver his impassioned speech. Though they were listless, they still gave him the courtesy of applauding.
"Because some students possess talents that are simply too astonishing, Eastsea Academy has decided to establish first-year Class Zero!"
"Class Zero will have the best conditions, but also the most brutal system. Any student who fails to meet the standards will be eliminated from Class Zero!"
"Now I will announce the members of Class Zero: Chen Ye, Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie, Wei Xiaofeng, Zhang Ziyang, and Wang Jinxi."
The first four had been selected mainly because of the abilities and strength they had displayed, while the latter three had been chosen entirely because they were Two-Star Soul Masters.
Chen Ye frowned slightly. Perhaps the existence of the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul had influenced the Golden Dragon King.
To this day, Tang Wulin still had not undone the first seal, and that so-called Old Tang had not appeared at all.
The biggest problem now was that Chen Ye was already prepared to slander Old Tang. He had even prepared the method he would use.
But with the other party refusing to appear, how was he supposed to throw dirt on him?
After a day of classes ended, Tang Wulin returned to the dormitory and hugged Chen Ye with tears in his eyes. "Wuwu, boss, I can't be in the same class as you anymore. I'll miss you."
Looking at Tang Wulin's tearful expression, Chen Ye let out a long, quiet sigh.
Since Old Tang would not appear, Chen Ye would simply take on the role of Tang Wulin's strict father!
"Come outside with me. There are some things I need to tell you."
Chen Ye spoke very seriously. Tang Wulin froze for a moment, then followed behind Chen Ye as he walked out.
When they arrived at a secluded garden, Chen Ye placed both hands on Tang Wulin's shoulders and looked at him very seriously.
"Actually, you possess a Second Martial Soul. And there's a high probability that your Martial Soul is the same as mine—the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul."
"Ah? Boss, what do you mean?" Tang Wulin blinked, confusion filling his beautiful, wide eyes.
Chen Ye coughed once and shifted his gaze as he quickly thought of an explanation. "Actually, someone has set you up. There should be a terrifying existence inside your body."
"It has some connection with my Martial Soul as well, so I suspect it might be the Golden Dragon King."
"You may not have heard of this creature, but I can tell you clearly that it will be a disaster for you!"
"As you grow older, it may directly cause your death."
"What should I do, boss? I don't want to die! Wuwu, I haven't offended anyone."
Tang Wulin blinked his wide eyes. How could he understand any of that? After being fooled by Chen Ye for just a few sentences, he believed him completely.
Of course, Chen Ye was not exactly lying. After all, this was the truth. Tang Wulin had nearly died because of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline more than once.
If not for Gu Yuena later on, he would have been eroded by the Golden Dragon King's power countless times already and become a madman.
"Actually, the best method now is to help you separate this bloodline!"
"As long as the bloodline in your body is transferred, you'll be able to live safely."
"Boss, is what you said true? What do I need to do?"
"Ahem, of course it's true. I can help you bear the power of this bloodline. I possess the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul myself, so there's no need to worry about anything going wrong."
"Since you call me boss, I won't abandon you."
Chen Ye spoke with righteous conviction. Tang Wulin froze for a moment, then nodded seriously. "Thank you for helping me, boss. I'll never forget your life-saving grace."
"Mm. Just drink this." As Chen Ye spoke, he took a sealed bottle from his Soul Tool.
Inside was a mixture of a century-old Ice Crystal Fruit, a century-old Crimson Flame Fruit, and dragon blood.
Tang Wulin stared blankly at the bottle, then opened his mouth and drank it without the slightest hesitation.
The boy's face instantly flushed bright red. Sitting on the ground, he felt as if something fiercely hot had appeared inside his body.
But before he could react, a fair hand had already been placed on his shoulder.
A strange power born from the pain in his body was rapidly absorbed, and the agony inside him quickly weakened as well.
Tang Wulin's body trembled slightly. He had a feeling that these golden things were extremely important to him, yet he trusted Chen Ye's words completely.
Just as Tang Wulin's expression grew dazed and the golden power began attacking his consciousness, a quiet sigh drifted over:
"Blue Silver is already an invincible path. Why would it ever need Golden Dragon Bone?"
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