Another Victory, Blocking the Gate

From the start of the match until now, only a few breaths had passed, yet the students from both classes watching were left dumbfounded.

Tang Wuyang and Gu Yue attacked like artillery turrets, while Xie Xie and Tang Wulin worked in coordination with them. They seemed to have won the match with remarkable ease.

"Grade One Class Five wins!" When Long Hengxu spoke those words, his voice was clearly filled with shock.

If yesterday's victory had relied on the individual strength of Grade One Class Five's four students, then today, they had won through teamwork.

The Gu Brothers and Bai Qiujin should have had better coordination, but because they had underestimated their opponents, Tang Wuyang Four had caught them off guard and defeated them one by one before they could display the teamwork they had developed over this period.

What shocked him even more was that Gu Yue had used the same Ice Element ability as Tang Wuyang. Hadn't she used the Earth Element yesterday?

Could she be another owner of Twin Martial Souls?

That was a genius among geniuses, especially when it came to elemental types.

Long Hengxu was filled with regret!

How had he fallen for Wu Changkong's scheme and given such a gifted student to Class Five?

Now the Promotion Tournament would be troublesome. He wondered whether Class One could stop their advance.

Ye Yingrong was also staring blankly. She had trained the Gu Brothers and Bai Qiujin for several months, and she had believed that their aerial coordination had become quite seamless.

Other than their somewhat lacking offensive ability, their speed, coordination, and flight should have easily allowed them to gain the upper hand.

Yet, just when she had believed her side would certainly win, the other side displayed ranged attacks and coordination completely different from their battle against Class Four yesterday.

Taking a deep breath and barely calming her turbulent emotions, Ye Yingrong turned to Wu Changkong and smiled faintly. "Congratulations, Teacher Wu. From now on, you'll be Class Three."

Wu Changkong replied calmly, "That is not my goal. You went easy on us."

After saying that, he turned toward the four who had stepped down from the Competition Stage. He merely glanced at them without commenting on their performance in the match, then headed toward the Dormitory Building.

"Was Teacher Wu satisfied with us or not?" Xie Xie asked Tang Wulin in confusion.

Tang Wulin shrugged. "How would I know? He probably wants us to reflect on it ourselves."

Gu Yue Nodded. "We shouldn't have attacked first. We could have waited for an opportunity. As long as they came down, they wouldn't have had any chance at all."

"With Flying Martial Souls like theirs, there's nothing we can do if they insist on running away. But in a match like this, they had no chance at all. We can't be so impulsive next time."

Xie Xie said provocatively to Tang Wuyang beside Gu Yue, "Wuyang, she said you were impulsive. I'm not trying to stir things up, but if I were you, I wouldn't be able to take that."

Tang Wuyang, however, spoke sincerely to Gu Yue. "Um~, it was my first time facing flying Soul Masters, so I got flustered. I made a mistake this time. Sorry!"

Xie Xie jabbed Tang Wulin beside him in surprise. "Seriously, is your younger brother always this good-tempered? Gu Yue criticized him, and he actually apologized."

Before Tang Wulin could say anything, Gu Yue let out a "Puchi" and laughed. "Trying to drive a wedge between us won't work. He knows how to correct himself after realizing his mistakes. Do you think everyone is as petty as you?"

"Wuyang, I'll treat you to Meal A tonight, but only one serving."

Tang Wuyang smiled brightly. "Sure! Ge, Xie Xie, let's go. I'm hungry."

Ye Yingrong stared blankly as the four little fellows headed toward the Canteen.

At that moment, despite her normally excellent composure, the corner of her mouth twitched.

They had not made a Combat plan specifically against her side at all. They had simply improvised. What did that mean?

It meant they had performed entirely on the spot!

But why was their coordination so seamless?

She took out a Soul Guidance Communicator from her clothes and dialed a number. Soon, a somewhat Cold and Aloof female voice came through the communicator.

"What is it, Little Sister?"

Ye Yingrong said, "Sister, we lost."

"You lost? Did they have flying Soul Masters too?"

Ye Yingrong gave a Wry Smile. "No. But their coordination was excellent, and each of them was outstanding individually."

"Sister, you need to be careful."

"Your Class One has finally met an opponent this time. The students taught by that Cold and Arrogant God won't be easy to deal with. You should be mentally prepared."

The Soul Guidance Communication fell silent for a moment, and then the Cold and Aloof voice became even harder.

"I've waited a long time for this day. Whatever humiliation he gave me back then, I'll return it all to him this time."

"Sister, you..." Before Ye Yingrong could finish, the communication on the other end had already been cut off.

Ye Yingrong sighed helplessly and muttered to herself, "You're just too competitive."

"Actually, he wasn't entirely wrong to reject you back then. You've held a grudge over it for two years now!"

After dinner, Xie Xie suggested going outside the academy to have some fun again, but Tang Wuyang and Tang Wulin directly refused him.

The reason was simple: they needed to return and cultivate.

Soul Power was the foundation of everything. This was the most important principle Wu Changkong had taught them in their first Theory Class.

However, there were no shortcuts to increasing Soul Power. It could only be done through constant Meditation.

Since neither Tang Wuyang nor Tang Wulin was going, Gu Yue walked directly beside Tang Wuyang, making her intentions obvious.

Xie Xie immediately lost his motivation to go out as well. Just as he followed the three to the fork between the male and female Dormitory Buildings, Zhou Changxi suddenly came hurrying over.

"Something's wrong, Wuyang, Wulin, Xie Xie! Hurry and go take a look at the gate."

"A group of people has blocked our academy entrance. They seem to have quite a background."

"And they have photos of you three and Gu Yue. They're shouting for the academy to hand you over. The Teaching Office will probably send someone over soon."

The four exchanged looks. Gu Yue remained calm and composed. "It should be about yesterday, right?"

A cold gleam flashed in Xie Xie's eyes. "Let's go!"

As he spoke, he headed toward the academy gate, only for Tang Wuyang to grab him.

"Wait!" Tang Wuyang shouted in a deep voice.

Xie Xie snapped, "What are we waiting for? If it's those people from yesterday, we'll beat them up again."

"They bullied people, collected Protection Fees, and now they dare come to the academy to falsely accuse us first."

Tang Wuyang tightly gripped his shoulder. Xie Xie tried to break free, but how could he possibly match Tang Wuyang's strength?

"Don't be impulsive. This isn't that simple. Don't forget where we are. This is Eastsea Academy, a Soul Master Academy."

"Even knowing that, they still dared come here. That means they Have no fear. We're still too weak. Let's find Teacher Wu first."

Hearing Tang Wuyang's words, Xie Xie calmed down as well.

He was a smart person too and understood that Tang Wuyang's words made sense. He quickly settled down and stopped acting impulsively.

Gu Yue Nodded. "I support Wuyang. Let's find Teacher Wu first."

Zhou Changxi, who had been following behind them, said, "This is huge. There are at least two hundred people blocking the gate, and they look really arrogant. What exactly did you do?"

Tang Wulin said, "We'll tell you later. Come on, let's find Teacher Wu first."

Wu Changkong had an extremely regular schedule. After dinner, he would only be quietly cultivating in his Dormitory, so finding him was not difficult.

Wu Changkong, dressed in an old-fashioned white robe, opened the Room Door. Seeing that it was the four of them knocking on his Dormitory door, he Said coldly, "Do you have questions about cultivation?"

Although Xie Xie was also cold and arrogant, he always felt a little afraid to face Wu Changkong. He instinctively looked toward Tang Wuyang.

Tang Wuyang said, "It's about last night, when we told you about going out..."

He described what had happened at the academy gate to Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong remained expressionless and walked straight outside. His thin white robe was lifted by the wind, and his loose hair rose with it. His drifting, otherworldly air carried a trace of cold aloofness, giving him a dreamlike appearance.

Tang Wulin patted the somewhat dazed Xie Xie, then followed Tang Wuyang and Gu Yue, who had already taken two steps after Wu Changkong, toward the academy gate.

Outside Eastsea Academy, the entrance was now completely blocked. At least two hundred fierce-looking Burly men stood at the gate with all kinds of weapons. Quite a few even held Soul Tools forbidden by the Federation for civilian use.

With the advancement of Soul Tool Technology, Soul Tools had long developed to the point where Ordinary people could use them. Soul Masters still held lofty status, but the distance between them and Ordinary people had long been shortened by technology.

Just as Ordinary people could operate Soul Guide Mechas, below a certain level, Soul Masters did not hold such a great advantage when facing Ordinary people armed with Soul Tools.

That was also an important reason these people dared to block a Soul Master Academy.

On Eastsea Academy's side, many students from the Intermediate Department and Advanced Department had gathered near the entrance. Across from them, the Burly men held up four large photographs.

They were unmistakably Tang Wuyang, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue.

Several Burly men at the front were also carrying a stretcher. Guang Long lay on it, wrapped head to toe in bandages.

Another group held up a massive banner: "A life for a life, debts must be repaid! Hand over the culprit!"

Fortunately, this was a Soul Master Academy. Although these Burly men Had no fear, they had not rushed into the academy.

The leader was over two meters tall and immensely muscular. He was also completely Bald Head, with a face full of beard. His fierce appearance made him seem like an upgraded version of Guang Long.

His arms were bare, revealing terrifyingly toned muscles. His cold gaze constantly swept across the surroundings as he searched through the crowd for the four people in the photographs.

"Who are you people, to dare cause trouble in front of the academy?"

At that moment, an angry shout rang out. Long Hengxu led more than a dozen Teachers through the crowd, their faces filled with anger.

Seeing the people outside, his heart tightened slightly.

Just as Tang Wuyang had guessed, they knew this was a Soul Master Academy yet still dared block its gate. They must have something to rely on.

"My name is Guang Biao. The one lying there is my younger brother," the towering Bald Head man said coldly.

He did not reveal any particularly wild Aura, but his deep voice boomed like thunder in everyone's ears.

Long Hengxu's Pupils contracted. Then he suddenly remembered that name.

"Guang Biao? You're Guang Biao, Captain of the Eastsea City Mecha Brigade?"

Every city had its own armed forces. Aside from the regular police deployment responsible for maintaining order, there were also military deployments.

Eastsea City was a major coastal city, so the Federation had stationed a Mecha Brigade here consisting of five hundred Soul Guide Mechas.

Upon learning that the huge Strong Man before him was Guang Biao, Long Hengxu's expression immediately changed.

Even Eastsea City's Chief Executive might not be able to command him!

"I am not a Mecha Brigade Captain now. I am only an Elder Brother whose younger brother was severely injured. Hand over the people who attacked him," Guang Biao Said coldly.

"Captain Guang Biao, I think there may be some misunderstanding here." Long Hengxu's tone became much gentler.

"There are clearly four children in these photos. Could your younger brother really have been injured by these four children?"

"I believe there must be a reason behind this. Why don't we calm down and investigate everything first?"

Long Hengxu knew clearly that he could not afford to offend this man. The other party controlled an entire Mecha Brigade!

In other words, the Burly men before him were all Mecha Masters.

Although Ordinary people could become Mecha Masters, they were still a minority. Most Mecha Masters were Soul Masters.

Even if these people were not high-level, they were extremely proficient with Soul Tools and possessed abundant combat experience.

This group was not something the academy could oppose, especially since they could mobilize Mechas at any time.

Long Hengxu had also heard some things about Guang Biao's experiences. This Captain could be considered a Legendary Figure.

He came from an ordinary family and lost both Parents at a young age. Through his outstanding talent and relentless effort, he became Captain at only thirty-five years old.

His Soul Power Cultivation had reached the Sixth Ring. He was a true Soul Emperor, and his Mecha Master rank had also reached Emperor Grade or above.

And in all of Eastsea Academy, the only person whose Soul Power Cultivation had reached Emperor Grade seemed to be...

"A misunderstanding? Children? My younger brother was beaten into this state. As his Elder Brother, I cannot ignore it."

"I will naturally investigate what happened, but I'll investigate it at my place."

"Enough nonsense. Hand them over. We are already giving Eastsea City face by waiting here."

"I'll give you twenty more minutes. If you don't hand them over, we'll go in and find them ourselves."

Long Hengxu's expression darkened as he shouted sternly, "Captain Guang Biao, don't go too far."

"This is an academy, a place for educating students. Which one of you did not come from an academy?"

"I will not hand anyone over. If you have the ability, drive your Mechas over our corpses."

"Otherwise, don't even think about taking a single step into Eastsea Academy."

The students, who usually had many complaints about the strict Director Long, could not help feeling their blood boil at this sight. Some of the older students had already stepped forward voluntarily to stand behind him.

Guang Biao suddenly took a step forward and stomped on the ground. A deep boom rang out, as if the entire ground of Eastsea Academy had begun shaking. Quite a few students standing at the front staggered and fell.

"I only believe in strength. Do you think you people can stop me?"

"My younger brother was injured like this, and not only will you not hand over the attackers, you still think you're in the right?"

"I could have reasoned with you, but my fists are bigger. I'm taking them away, and I want to see who can stop me."

At that moment, an icy voice rang out from within Eastsea Academy. "I hate reasoning the most. Comparing fists is best."