The Class Monitor Dispute, A Soul-Stirring Mental Power

The Battle for Class Monitor, A Soul-Stirring Spiritual Power

"The position of class monitor should go to whoever is capable," Tang Wulin said with a faint smile, looking at Wu Zhangkong. "Teacher Wu, you must think this position suits me well, right?"

His arrogant and conceited demeanor instantly infuriated the other students who were unaware of the situation; their eyes filled with malice, looking as if they could devour him whole.

Wu Zhangkong also furrowed his brows deeply. He had already heard from Long Hengxu that Tang Wulin was a troublesome student. He hadn't thought much of it before, but now it seemed exactly as described.

However, he was not the type of person Long Hengxu was, so he certainly wouldn't be manipulated by a few words.

"How my class is decided is not for you to dictate."

Tang Wulin curled his lips, looking completely indifferent.

"Teacher Wu, if you think my logic is flawed? Survival of the fittest is a law of nature. Teacher Wu, you wouldn't be playing favorites, would you?"

"You...!"

His words were practically pointing fingers directly at Qiangu Wuji.

Hearing this, Qiangu Wuji rolled his eyes in secret.

What of it? Is nepotism not a form of personal strength?

If you have the ability, why don't you go get some yourself?

He could stomach this provocation, but it was clear that Wu Zhangkong could not. Facing this questioning, Wu Zhangkong's expression turned cold.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's simple. Let everyone have a fight, and the winner becomes the class monitor."

Tang Wulin said calmly.

Wu Zhangkong muttered these words to himself, feeling hesitant. If it were any other student, he would have agreed, but the very existence of Tang Wulin made him afraid to take this gamble. Tang Wulin had acted like a madman from the start, and he worried that such a guy wouldn't know how to hold back once he started fighting.

But if he refused here, it would just look like he was playing favorites for someone else.

"Teacher Wu, since he wants to fight, then let's fight."

Just as he was struggling with the decision, Gu Yue walked out from the crowd below, her face expressionless.

"Since this guy wants to fight so badly, then agree to it."

"Gu Yue, you...?"

Qiangu Wuji was stunned. He looked at the young girl standing before him, feeling at a loss.

What was Gu Yue thinking?

Why was she doing this? It was completely unnecessary; there was no need to clash with Tang Wulin right now.

Above, Tang Wulin looked quite surprised to see Gu Yue suddenly step forward.

"Oh, Gu Yue?"

Gu Yue looked at him coldly.

"You want to fight so badly? Then I'll fight you!"

"Are you sure you really want to fight me?" Tang Wulin's gaze was contemptuous. "You are no longer the person you were three years ago. To me now, if you challenge me, it will only be, as you once said to me back then, overestimating your own capabilities!"

The conversation between the two undoubtedly caused another stir at the scene.

"These two actually had a conflict in the past!"

"No wonder the tension is so high."

The surrounding whispers did not affect Tang Wulin; he maintained his contemptuous attitude.

"I will always remember that day in that small warehouse, when you stepped on me and told me to have some self-awareness. It was from that moment on that I understood a truth: this world is not fair. Only when your fists are big does your voice carry weight."

His calm words echoed throughout the area. Wu Zhangkong listened from the side, his brows knitting into a knot.

Reason told him that he should stop this conflict now.

However, glancing at Qiangu Wuji, he suddenly wanted to know who was stronger between the son of the Spirit Pagoda master and this boy named Tang Wulin.

"Enough nonsense. Do you use your mouth to fight people? I remember that the ones who use their mouths are dogs, aren't they?"

Gu Yue's face remained icy and tense, completely unmoved by Tang Wulin's words.

Tang Wulin, however, didn't even look at her, shaking his head as he said.

"Level twenty-one. I won't fight you. Just as you said, I hope you have some self-awareness."

"You!"

Just like when she had mocked him back then, Tang Wulin's way of responding to Gu Yue was simple: with a single sentence, you are not worthy of fighting me.

For Gu Yue, who was the Silver Dragon King, this kind of humiliation was even more unbearable than being killed. For a moment, her expression turned even colder, and killing intent radiated from her entire body.

However, just as she was about to make a move, a figure reached out from behind and held her back.

Qiangu Wuji arrived behind her and said very seriously.

"Let me be the one to fight him."

Gu Yue's eyes flickered slightly, the anger on her face undiminished; it was clear she still wanted to fight.

Qiangu Wuji knew what she was thinking, so he comforted her.

"I know you're very strong, and I'm not confident I could beat you one-on-one, so just leave this guy to me. He's not worth you lifting a finger."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Gu Yue's face softened slightly.

Seeing this, Qiangu Wuji didn't care whether she agreed or not; he pulled her behind him in one motion and then faced Tang Wulin.

"Are you itching for a fight? Fine, I'll be the one to fight you now!"

"As for the qualifications..."

When he reached the word qualifications, he slowly paused, then silently closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, everyone watching in the surrounding area suddenly felt a buzz in their brains, as if a heavy hammer had slammed down right beside their ears.

In an instant, those with weak spiritual power clutched their heads and wailed in agony, while others suffered even more, with blood streaming from their eyes and noses in a miserable display.

As a powerhouse at the Soul Emperor level, Wu Zhangkong was naturally unaffected, but the tragic scene before him still shocked him to the core, causing him to blurt out!

"Spirit... Spirit Sea Realm spiritual power!"

"Oh no!"

After that exclamation, he reacted instantly and hurriedly roared at the top of his lungs.

"Everyone, get away from him!"

In this short span of time, nearly half of the twenty or thirty students present had already collapsed, and those still standing looked ghastly pale.

Watching this scene, Wu Zhangkong felt immense shock.

He had thought that a nine-year-old Soul Elder with a ten-thousand-year soul ring was already heaven-defying, but compared to nine-year-old spiritual power at the Spirit Sea Realm, that was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Cultivating spiritual power is countless times more difficult than soul power; many people find that even if their cultivation level rises, their overall quality is far inferior to others simply because their spiritual power is lacking.

Wu Zhangkong had seen people who were heaven-defying in their cultivation before, and in a place like Shrek, it wasn't as if there were no others like Tang Wulin, but he had never even heard of someone reaching the Spirit Sea Realm of spiritual power at nine years old, let alone seen it.

On the path of spiritual power, entering the Spirit Sea Realm is a true qualitative leap.

Without a doubt, even if Qiangu Wuji did nothing else in the future, his Spirit Sea Realm spiritual power alone would be enough to make him a powerhouse.

"As expected, he is worthy of being the child of those two..."

After a long while, Wu Zhangkong let out a sigh, then waved his hand, sending out waves of soul power to push the fainted students away.

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