Class Monitor Contest, Shocking Spiritual Power

Class Monitor Contest, Shocking Spiritual Power

"The position of class monitor should go to whoever is capable." Tang Wulin smiled faintly at Wu Zhangkong. "Teacher Wu, you agree this position suits me perfectly, don't you?"

His arrogant, self-important manner instantly enraged the students who didn't know the inside story. Their eyes blazed with fury, and they looked ready to tear him apart.

Wu Zhangkong's brow furrowed. Long Hengxu had told him earlier that Tang Wulin was a very troublesome student. He hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now it seemed the description had been accurate.

Still, he wasn't like Long Hengxu. He wouldn't be manipulated by a few words.

"How I run my class is none of your business."

Tang Wulin pursed his lips and replied carelessly.

"Teacher Wu, do you think I'm wrong? The strong prey on the weak—that's the law of nature. Teacher Wu, you wouldn't happen to be playing favorites, would you?"

"You...!"

His words were practically an accusation that Qiangu Wuji was getting special treatment because of his connections.

Hearing this, Qiangu Wuji rolled his eyes inwardly.

What, did having connections mean he wasn't strong in his own right?

If you're capable, why don't you get connections too?

He could put up with this, but Wu Zhangkong clearly couldn't. Faced with Tang Wulin's challenge, his expression turned cold.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's simple. We all fight, and whoever wins becomes class monitor," Tang Wulin said evenly.

Wu Zhangkong murmured the words to himself, hesitating. If it had been any other student, he would have agreed. But with Tang Wulin involved, he didn't dare make that wager. Tang Wulin had acted like a madman from the start, and Wu Zhangkong worried that he might go too far once they started fighting.

But if he rejected the idea here, it would look as though he was giving someone preferential treatment because of their connections.

"Teacher Wu, since he wants to fight, let him."

Just as Wu Zhangkong was struggling with what to do, Gu Yue stepped out from the crowd below, her expression indifferent.

"If he wants to fight so badly, then accept his challenge."

"Gu Yue, you...?"

Qiangu Wuji was stunned. He stared at the girl who had walked up beside him, at a loss.

What was Gu Yue thinking?

What was she doing? There was no need for this. She didn't need to clash with Tang Wulin right now.

Up above, Tang Wulin was also surprised to see Gu Yue step forward.

"Oh, Gu Yue?"

Gu Yue looked at him coldly.

"You want to fight so badly? Then fight me!"

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Tang Wulin looked at her with scorn. "You're not the same as you were three years ago. To me, challenging me now would be just as foolish as you once told me I was."

Their conversation stirred up the crowd again.

"So those two had a falling-out before!"

"No wonder they're so hostile to each other."

The whispers around him didn't affect Tang Wulin. He still looked at Gu Yue with disdain.

"I'll never forget that day in the little warehouse, when you stood over me and told me to know my place. That was when I understood something: the world isn't fair. Only those with stronger fists have any say."

His calm words echoed through the hall. Wu Zhangkong listened beside him, his brow knitted into a deep frown.

Reason told him he should stop this conflict.

But when he glanced at Qiangu Wuji, he suddenly wanted to know which of the Spirit Pagoda master's son and Tang Wulin was stronger.

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you fight with your mouth? I thought the only ones who fought with their mouths were dogs."

Gu Yue's face stayed ice-cold. Tang Wulin's words had done nothing to change her expression.

Tang Wulin didn't even look at her. He shook his head.

"Twenty-one levels. I won't fight you. Just as you said, I hope you know your place."

"You!"

Just as Gu Yue had once mocked him, Tang Wulin's answer was simple: you're not worthy of fighting me.

For Gu Yue, who was the Silver Dragon King, this humiliation was worse than death. Her expression turned even colder, and killing intent surged from her.

Just as she was about to attack, a figure behind her reached out and pulled her back.

Qiangu Wuji came up behind her and spoke with complete seriousness.

"I'll fight him."

Gu Yue's eyes flickered slightly, but the anger on her face remained. She clearly still wanted to take him on.

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

"I know you're strong. I'm not confident I could beat you one-on-one, so leave this guy to me. You don't need to fight him."

Gu Yue's expression softened a little.

Seeing this, Qiangu Wuji didn't wait for her to agree. He pulled her behind him and faced Tang Wulin.

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

"As for whether I'm qualified..."

He paused after saying the word "qualified," then quietly closed his eyes.

The moment he did, everyone gathered around him felt a sudden boom in their minds, as if a heavy hammer had exploded beside their ears.

Those with weak spiritual power clutched their heads and cried out in pain. Some even bled from their eyes and noses, looking utterly wretched.

As a Soul Emperor, Wu Zhangkong was unaffected. Still, the sight of the students' suffering shocked him so badly that the words slipped out:

"Sp... spiritual power at the Spirit Sea Realm!"

"Not good!"

After crying out in alarm, he immediately realized what was happening and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Everyone, get away from him!"

In that short time, nearly half of the twenty or thirty students present had already collapsed. Even those still standing looked terribly unwell.

Wu Zhangkong was deeply shaken by the sight.

He had thought that being a nine-year-old Soul Elder with a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was already incredible. But compared to reaching the Spirit Sea Realm at nine, that was nothing.

Cultivating spiritual power was countless times harder than cultivating Soul Power. Many people's spiritual power couldn't keep up, so even after their cultivation improved, their physical qualities remained far inferior to other people's.

Wu Zhangkong had seen plenty of people with astonishing cultivation. Even at Shrek, there were students like Tang Wulin. But he had never seen anyone reach the Spirit Sea Realm in spiritual power at nine years old. He hadn't even heard of such a thing.

Entering the Spirit Sea Realm marked a genuine qualitative leap in the path of spiritual power.

There was no doubt that 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 truly is the child of those two."

After a long while, Wu Zhangkong sighed. Then he swept out waves of Soul Power, pushing away the students who had fainted.