Chance to Enter the Rising Spirit Platform

Chen Ye stood up, gasping for air. Tang Wulin, meanwhile, subconsciously touched his face and opened his eyes in confusion.

His left cheek was completely swollen, and his face was filled with bewilderment. He looked at Chen Ye, puzzled.

"Boss, what happened? How did I get beaten like this? Who did this to me?"

"I did."

"Ah, then it's nothing. It must be my fault. What happened to me, Boss?"

"You were controlled by the Golden Dragon King's consciousness within you! If it weren't for me, you would have exploded by now."

Chen Ye panted, fatigue etched on his face. Tang Wulin was truly resilient. Each slap Chen Ye delivered was with full force.

Only after Tang Wulin summoned his Golden Dragon King martial soul did it have a significant effect.

Tang Wulin looked at Chen Ye, tears of gratitude welling up. He clutched his face, looking at Chen Ye with deep emotion.

"Wuwu, thank you, Boss. If it weren't for you, I might be dead. Thank you for saving my life, Boss!"

"Tsk, you can call me Boss outside, and I won't pick on you. But in here, what should you call me!?"

Chen Ye looked at Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin paused, touched his swollen red face, and then looked at Chen Ye's tired expression.

Recalling Chen Ye's life-saving grace, Tang Wulin was silent for a moment before finally exclaiming, "Thank you, Adoptive Father, for saving my life!"

Tang Wulin's face was filled with emotion, but after speaking, he froze.

He could clearly feel something had been added to his body.

Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with confusion, but he didn't know that.

Within the second layer of the Golden Dragon King's seal, a divine sense, brilliant gold in color, began to tremble frantically.

And in a space an unknown distance away, a blue-haired youth stood with an extremely gloomy expression.

"This beast! Not only did he steal my son's opportunity, but he actually dared to make my son call him father!"

"Chen Ye! Chen Ye! Just you wait. When I return, I will definitely exterminate all your bloodline!"

Tang San's face was as dark as it could get. Beside him, a young girl in a pink dress gently held his hand.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry? You've rarely been angry since becoming a God King."

Xiao Wu's face was full of confusion, but Tang San was breathing deeply, his face filled with suppressed rage.

Anyone would be indescribably angry to see their son call someone else father, but he couldn't do anything at the moment.

"I'm fine. Let's focus on dealing with those God Circles first."

"Try to persuade them quickly, then we can return to Douluo Star together." Tang San looked at Xiao Wu, his expression extremely complex.

He didn't explain the situation in the Douluo world, nor did he know how to tell his wife. Should he say his son was almost tricked into being completely swayed?

East Sea Academy had a very restless night.

First, there was the dragon's roar that woke most of the teachers and students, followed by Wu Changkong flying into the air.

Finally, in the early morning, Wu Changkong returned carrying a head. It was the head of a Soul King, which Wu Changkong had directly severed.

The next morning, Wu Changkong was the first to arrive at the classroom.

He looked at the dispirited group, especially Tang Wulin, whose entire face looked like a pig's head. He was completely stunned.

"What happened? How did Tang Wulin end up like this?"

Wu Changkong's gaze fell on Chen Ye, his face filled with confusion.

A hint of awkwardness flashed across Chen Ye's face, and he then cleared his throat very seriously.

"Ahem, when that evil soul master came yesterday, he possessed Tang Wulin, causing the power within him to go berserk, nearly causing him to self-destruct.

"In the end, I had no choice but to beat him up to make the evil soul master's consciousness leave."

Chen Ye spoke very earnestly. Wu Changkong was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He believed this.

After all, he knew how difficult that evil soul master was to deal with last night.

"Your mental state shouldn't be very good today, so this time is perfect for a spiritual power test."

"I won't hide it from you all. The school is organizing a trip to the Rising Spirit Platform for training tomorrow."

"I need to check your spiritual power and strength in advance to compare and see how much you've improved."

Wu Changkong spoke seriously, and the students all nodded.

About 10 minutes later, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Ziyang walked in.

Zhang Ziyang glared resentfully at Chen Ye, wanting to question why he wasn't sleeping last night and was acting crazy in the middle of the night.

However, considering Chen Ye's powerful strength, Zhang Ziyang fell silent and ultimately didn't say anything.

The group arrived at the testing room. Wu Changkong turned on the testing equipment, but before he could speak, the door was pushed open, and Long Hengxu walked in.

Long Hengxu entered, his gaze immediately falling on Chen Ye, then sweeping across the students.

Currently, the Zero Class of the first year has a total of seven students: Chen Ye, Tang Wulin, Xu Xiaoyan, Gu Yue, Xie Xie, Zhang Ziyang, and Wang Jinxi.

Long Hengxu's eyes were somewhat complex. "The school has currently allocated five spots to the Rising Spirit Platform, so only the top five in the spiritual power test will be able to go this time."

He spoke with some difficulty. The first to snap out of it upon hearing his words was Wu Changkong. His brow furrowed.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Long Hengxu's gaze fixed on Chen Ye. He fell silent for a moment, then also turned his head to look at Chen Ye.

Chen Ye stood there quietly, his expression very calm.

His spiritual power had already reached the Spirit Sea Realm, while Tang Wulin and Gu Yue's spiritual power were at the Spirit Connection Realm.

Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan were a bit behind, but still around ninety.

"Teacher, why are you looking at me? These are the school's rules, they have nothing to do with me, right? The school's rules aren't something I can change."

Chen Ye's voice was calm, but his eyes showed no hint of his indifference.

Zhang Ziyang and Wang Jinxi stared intently at Chen Ye's face, both filled with anger, yet they didn't know what to say.

The spiritual power of the two of them was the lowest, not even reaching 50 points.

This condition was clearly targeted at the two of them by Chen Ye, yet this opportunity was nominally organized by the school.

"I'll pay for the two of them. Let them come along. We're all in the same class; we should improve together."

Wu Changkong said this while looking at Chen Ye. Chen Ye smiled, neither refuting nor stopping him.

It was just that the look in his eyes became even stranger.

Seeing Chen Ye's strange expression, Zhang Ziyang gritted his teeth, the humiliation in his eyes no longer containable.

"Chen Ye, what exactly do you want!? You clearly severely injured us when selecting the class monitor, and now you're still targeting us like this!"

"How am I targeting you?" Chen Ye tilted his head slightly, a perfectly placed hint of confusion on his face.

Zhang Ziyang gritted his teeth, looking at the boy's calm face, his heart filled with fear.

The Rising Spirit Platform could increase soul ring levels. The lower the level, the better the effect. Therefore, the two of them naturally wanted to enter.

Especially since the price of the Rising Spirit Platform was very high, each entry was sky-high, and they simply couldn't afford it.

But the problem now was that as long as they entered the Rising Spirit Platform, Chen Ye could kill them as he pleased. The moment they entered, they would die if he wanted them to.

Wu Changkong's words were clearly directed at Chen Ye, hoping he wouldn't target the two of them, but the young man had also expressed his stance.

That is, he wouldn't yield an inch. In Chen Ye's dictionary, there was no such thing as letting bygones be bygones.

Since you provoked him, you should pay the corresponding price.