Zhang Zhenpeng Comes to Invite Him to the Tianhai Competition

The homeroom teacher of Class Two also reacted, and his face immediately bloomed with a smile.

"Alright, alright, classmate Wang Zhi, you've worked hard. Come back and rest first."

He quickly waved, signaling Wang Zhi to come off the stage.

"Let other classmates go up and train."

Wang Zhi nodded and turned to walk back to the team.

As he passed by the students of Class Two, their gazes towards him changed.

There was admiration, reverence, and also a bit of distance.

Wang Zhi didn't pay attention and returned to his position, standing properly.

The combat training continued, but with his previous performance setting the tone, the subsequent battles all seemed a bit bland.

After the combat training ended, Wang Zhi's name quickly spread throughout the entire first year.

"Did you hear? Wang Zhi from Class Two, he took on five Two-Ring Soul Grand Masters from Class One by himself!"

"Really? He's only One Ring!"

"Absolutely true! I saw it with my own eyes! His summon is too strange, it came out of the shadows and couldn't be hit!"

"Holy crap, that fierce?"

Similar conversations circulated in various classes.

Wang Zhi shone brightly in the academy.

And the message spread quickly, reaching someone's ears that same afternoon.

The next morning, during the break.

Wang Zhi was sitting in the classroom flipping through a book about Soul Beasts when a commotion suddenly came from the doorway.

He looked up and saw a man walking into the classroom.

The man was tall and straight, with bronze skin, a stern face, and a pair of piercing eyes.

He was wearing a dark blue outfit, with a badge pinned to his chest, which was the insignia of the Dean of Sea and Land Academy.

Zhang Zhenpeng, the Dean of Sea and Land Academy.

The classroom instantly fell silent. All the students stood up and respectfully bowed.

"Greetings, Dean!"

Zhang Zhenpeng waved his hand, signaling everyone to sit down.

His gaze swept across the classroom, finally landing on Wang Zhi.

"Student Wang Zhi, come out with me for a moment."

Wang Zhi was slightly stunned, then stood up and followed Zhang Zhenpeng out of the classroom.

In the corridor, sunlight streamed through the window.

Zhang Zhenpeng stopped and turned around, looking at the composed teenager before him.

"I heard about yesterday's Combat Training."

He spoke, his voice gentle.

"Defeating five Two-Ring Soul Grand Masters by yourself, that's very good."

"You flatter me, Dean." Wang Zhi lowered his head slightly.

Zhang Zhenpeng smiled and didn't dwell on the topic, getting straight to the point.

"Wang Zhi, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak, Dean."

"Are you interested in participating in next year's Tianhai Competition?"

Wang Zhi looked up at Zhang Zhenpeng.

The Tianhai Competition was an important event between the various academies belonging to the Tianhai Alliance.

The participants were all outstanding students from each academy, and the age limit for the Junior Group was under fifteen years old.

Achieving a ranking in the Tianhai Competition was not only a great honor for the individual but also immense glory for the academy.

He remembered that in the Original Work, Zhou Hanyou and Zhou Tian'er had participated in that year's Tianhai Competition and achieved good results.

And now, the Dean himself was asking him.

Wang Zhi did not hesitate.

"I am willing to participate."

His answer was crisp and clean.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Zhang Zhenpeng's eyes, and he nodded.

"Good, then you're in."

"Specific arrangements will be notified to you then."

He patted Wang Zhi's shoulder and turned to leave.

Wang Zhi stood in place, watching the Dean's back disappear at the end of the corridor.

The Tianhai Competition.

He really needed such a stage.

It could not only test his strength but also allow him to interact with more outstanding peers.

What's more, if he remembered correctly, something else seemed to happen during that Tianhai Competition...

Upon learning that Wang Zhi would also participate in the Tianhai Competition, Zhou Tian'er excitedly ran over.

"Really?!"

"Xiao Zhi, you're participating too?!"

Her large eyes shone astonishingly bright, and her face bloomed into a smile.

"Great, great!"

"Sister will carry you then!"

"Let's aim for the Champion together!"

She patted her chest, full of heroic spirit.

Wang Zhi couldn't help but smile at her appearance and praised her cooperatively.

"With Tian'er Jie here, the Champion is definitely not a problem."

"Of course!"

Zhou Tian'er said proudly, her chin raised high.

Zhou Hanyou, standing beside her, spoke faintly.

"You should cultivate to Three Rings Soul Elder first."

"Don't end up needing someone to carry you."

Her tone was calm, but it felt like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on her.

Zhou Tian'er's smugness instantly deflated by half. She turned her head and looked pleadingly at her Elder Sister.

"Sis..."

"Calling me 'Sis' won't help."

Zhou Hanyou's expression was cool and detached.

"There are only eleven months left until the Tianhai Competition, and you're only Level 24."

"Calculate it yourself, how many levels do you need to gain each month to break through to Three Rings?"

Zhou Tian'er shrunk her neck and mumbled softly.

"I..."

"I can definitely reach it through Cultivation..."

"I swear!"

"If oaths were useful, you'd already be Three Rings," Zhou Hanyou said.

Zhou Tian'er was so rebutted she couldn't speak, only waving her hands repeatedly.

"Sis, don't worry!"

"I can definitely Cultivate to become a Three Rings Soul Elder!"

"Really!"

She raised her hand, her face full of seriousness.

Zhou Hanyou looked at her like this and sighed helplessly.

She had already given up.

Eleven months, from Level 24 to Level 30.

It wasn't impossible, but for Zhou Tian'er's personality, it was too difficult.

However, although Zhou Hanyou didn't hold much hope for her sister's Cultivation progress, she was happy to see Wang Zhi participate in the Tianhai Competition.

Over the past month, she had seen it with her own eyes. Although Wang Zhi was young, he acted steadily and Cultivated diligently. He was a promising seedling.

His participation would only benefit the team.

However, for the other member of the Trio, the situation was completely different.

The day the four gathered was in Zhang Zhenpeng's office.

When Wang Zhi pushed the door open, four people were already seated in the room.

Zhang Zhenpeng sat behind the desk. Zhou Hanyou and Zhou Tian'er were sitting on one side of the sofa. Seeing him enter, Zhou Tian'er immediately waved.

"Xiao Zhi, come quickly!"

Wang Zhi nodded and was about to walk over when he felt an unfriendly gaze fall upon him.

He turned his head to look.

On the other side of the sofa sat an unfamiliar maiden.

She had dazzling golden hair, which cascaded down her shoulders, sparkling in the sunlight.

Her facial features were delicate, but at that moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, her lips tightly pursed, and the gaze she directed at Wang Zhi was clearly unfriendly.

Wang Zhi was slightly taken aback, then understood.

This should be the last member of the Trio, Wang Dongqi.

He remembered that in the Original Work, there was indeed a golden-haired maiden who participated in the Tianhai Competition with the Zhou Sisters, and her Martial Soul was the Flash Thunder Sword.

"You're here?"

Zhang Zhenpeng looked up at Wang Zhi, his tone gentle.

"Classmate Wang Zhi, please sit."