Two months flew by.
The day's classes at Eastsea Academy had come to an end.
Class Zero was still the first class to be dismissed, as always, but this time most of the students hadn't left.
Only Zhang Ziyang and Wang Jinxi had gone. The others were all sitting in class, watching Wu Changkong.
"Teacher, classes are over. Are you going to treat us to dinner?" Xie Xie asked, blinking at Wu Changkong.
Wu Changkong glanced at him, a trace of helplessness on his face. "I'm going to put you through special training. The Skysea Alliance Competition is coming up soon."
"I hope you can get good results this time, so I'm going to give you some special training."
"Come with me."
Wu Changkong didn't waste time after speaking. He turned and walked out.
Chen Ye and the others exchanged glances, then followed Wu Changkong out.
When they arrived at the training room, Xie Xie and the others weren't particularly nervous. After all, they'd gotten used to special training with Chen Ye every night.
Although Chen Ye beat them up every night, they had gained experience from taking so many beatings.
Wu Changkong glanced at Chen Ye, then fell silent for a moment.
"Chen Ye, you don't need to take part. Watch from the side and see if they have any problems."
Wu Changkong spoke frankly. Though he didn't want to admit it, Chen Ye's displayed strength was currently far too outrageous.
Others might not know, but as a teacher and a Tang Sect administrator, he knew what had happened here.
Especially the news that a nine-year-old child had killed an Evil Soul Master at the Soul Saint level.
Wu Changkong had been astonished at the time, and Chen Ye was the first person who came to mind. After asking