Class Promotion Tournament (Part 1)

Three years later, Eastsea City

It was midsummer. The sun hanging in the sky seemed to have gone mad, burning itself fiercely as it poured down scorching rays of light.

Fortunately, a sudden typhoon arrived just in time to rescue the people of Eastsea City.

The typhoon swept away the blazing heat, but it also caused considerable damage to Eastsea City and greatly disrupted daily life.

Fortunately, the people of Eastsea City had long grown accustomed to typhoons. As soon as the storm passed, the city had already regained its usual bustle.

Under the clear sky, a handsome black-haired youth with a straight, upright posture strolled through the passing crowds. Dressed in fitted black clothes, he had a popsicle stick between his lips.

As he walked, the youth casually fended off the girls who came up to strike up conversations with him.

The youth was none other than Su Mo, who had escaped the Star Dou Forest.

After coming ashore back then, Su Mo had not chosen to take Gu Yuena away from Tang Wulin's family. Instead, he had simply run off.

As for why he had not taken Gu Yuena with him?

Are you kidding? His name had only just been crossed off Tang Hao's little blacklist.

Going back to get involved would have been asking for death.

Still, Su Mo had not done nothing.

The advantage of living a long time was being able to make arrangements in advance.

Using the methods he had learned from Orochimaru and Sasori, Su Mo had managed to build up a small foundation and secretly cultivate quite a few pawns.

So even though Su Mo had not remained in Aolai City, he still knew everything about the Silver Dragon King like the back of his hand.

Honestly, before personally dealing with the humans of this world, Su Mo had been rather uneasy. He had believed they would be extremely troublesome opponents.

But after interacting with them, Su Mo could understand why the Soul Beast Clan had managed to survive until now.

The humans and Soul Beasts of this world could not exactly be called evenly matched; they were simply worthy opponents.

Of course, Su Mo was talking about their brains.

This was the first time in Su Mo's life that he had seen someone send their own geniuses straight into the enemy's stronghold, then call it "broadening their horizons."

And it was not just one family doing this. Nearly every top power on Douluo Continent did the same.

The most outrageous part was that these powers even flocked into the Star Dou Forest in groups.

If Su Mo had been Di Tian, he would have sent them on their way with one slap and directly created a generational gap in those powers' talent reserves.

Only a coward like Di Tian could tolerate a bunch of humans shouting and causing a scene at his doorstep.

As for whether that would anger humanity?

So what if it did?

It was not as if humans would spare the Star Dou Forest just because they were not angered.

Did the Star Dou Forest still exist because humanity was kind enough to spare the Soul Beast Clan?

Of course not. Humans did not act only because their current strength was insufficient to deal with both the Abyss and the Soul Beasts at once.

If they truly drove the Soul Beast Clan to desperation and forced them to cooperate with the Abyssal Plane, humanity would be completely finished.

The current situation on Douluo Continent was that whichever side the Soul Beast Clan supported would win this planar war.

Unfortunately, Di Tian did not have the brains to realize that.

Otherwise, he could have used the existence of the Abyss to demand benefits from humanity in return.

What? You refuse?

Then everyone could go down together!

"Beep beep~"

Just as Su Mo was considering what to eat for dinner, the wristband on his right hand suddenly began to vibrate.

"Finally?"

Su Mo lightly swiped a finger across it and answered the call. "Hello, Teacher Ye. What is it?"

"Su Mo, have you forgotten what day it is today?"

The moment the call connected, an anxious roar came from the other end.

"What day?"

Su Mo was somewhat bewildered by the yelling and did not understand what Ye Yingluo was talking about.

"Hiss~"

On the other end of the call, Ye Yingluo nearly exploded with anger when she heard that Su Mo had forgotten what day it was.

"Calm down, calm down!"

"Ye Yingluo, you must stay calm. Su Mo is your best student."

On Eastsea Academy's field, Ye Yingluo stood among the Class One students and continuously consoled herself.

"Today is the Class Promotion Tournament!"

After struggling to compose herself, Ye Yingluo reminded him in a gentle tone.

"Do you need me for a Class Promotion Tournament?"

Su Mo was confused. Why did Ye Yingluo need him to compete in such a minor Class Promotion Tournament?

Although Class One's students were all amateurs in Su Mo's eyes,

to the other first-year classes, Class One was undoubtedly a crushing, overwhelming force.

Just as Su Mo was wondering what was going on, Ye Yingluo discreetly said, "The challengers are from Class Five!"

The instant Su Mo heard that they were from Class Five, he understood. He immediately grinned and said, "Got it. I'll head over right now!"

"Fine, then hurry up!"

After hearing Su Mo say that he would participate in the Class Promotion Tournament, Ye Yingluo visibly relaxed as she hung up.

Although Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng were already strong enough to crush Wu Zhangkong's students in terms of rank, those were still Wu Zhangkong's students.

The battle between Wu Zhangkong and Guang Biao, captain of Eastsea City's Mecha Brigade, a few days ago had left a deep impression on Ye Yingluo.

To ensure that she could trample Wu Zhangkong's pride beneath her feet this time, Ye Yingluo had called over Su Mo, who skipped class every other day, to bolster her side.

Even though Su Mo's Soul Power had only just reached rank twenty-nine, if they truly fought, even Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Wei Xiaofeng joining forces would not be able to withstand a single exchange against him.

After Ye Yingluo hung up, a satisfied smile flashed across Su Mo's lips.

How could he possibly not know what day it was? He was merely playing dumb despite knowing perfectly well.

If he acted too invested in the Class Promotion Tournament, it would not match the persona he had always presented.

It could not be helped. After all, Su Mo's public persona was that of a young master who had supposedly sneaked out of some strictly disciplined hidden family to indulge himself.

On Eastsea Academy's field,

a large number of students and even teachers had gathered here to watch the final Class Promotion Tournament match of the first year.

Naturally, the most eye-catching sight was the two groups standing opposite each other in the center of the field.

These two groups were the main characters of this Class Promotion Tournament: the students of Class One and Class Five from the first year of Eastsea Academy's Primary Department.

"Xie Xie, why hasn't the match started yet?"

Behind Wu Zhangkong, who was dressed entirely in white, a youth with messy, unkempt hair, a pale face, and bright, spirited eyes quietly spoke to the companion beside him.

"They should be waiting for Su Mo from Class One!"

The handsome youth called Xie Xie answered without even thinking.

"Su Mo?" Tang Wulin looked at the girl on the other side in confusion.

But she shook her head as well, indicating that she had never heard of him.

"You two..."

Seeing that neither Tang Wulin nor Gu Yue knew who Su Mo was, Xie Xie felt utterly exhausted.

Both of them were hands-off types, but what could he do? They were his friends.

"Su Mo is said to be the strongest new student in our academy's history. The principal personally approved that he does not need to attend class every day."

Xie Xie quietly told Tang Wulin and Gu Yue the information he had gathered.

When Tang Wulin heard Xie Xie say that Su Mo was the strongest student of their year, his eyes immediately lit up.

Having just broken the first seal of the Golden Dragon King within his body, he was eager to learn the gap between himself and these so-called geniuses.