As soon as Tang Wulin finished speaking, Xia Linyuan heard Gu Yuena say, "A Soul Elder? Don't we have one here too?"
A delicate sensation brushed against his face, again and again, but Xia Linyuan did not make the same mistake twice. He raised a finger and hooked Gu Yuena's finger away from his cheek.
Tang Wulin continued, "I believe the teacher wouldn't set us the goal of winning the championship without reason. That means our team's strength may be among the very best in Freshman Class One."
"Although Linyuan is also a three-ring Soul Elder, other classes have them too, so we can't let down our guard. The freshman assessment doesn't judge each person's individual ability—it judges the teamwork between us. Only through seamless cooperation can we defeat our opponents more easily."
"What do you have in mind?" Gu Yuena asked.
Tang Wulin said, "Although we've been classmates for three months and study together, we cultivate separately. We still don't know each other's abilities very well. We don't even know one another's Martial Souls. Let's start by talking about what each of us is good at."
"I'll go first," Tang Wulin said. "My primary Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. The higher my Soul Power, the tougher the Blue Silver Grass becomes, and it can be used to control the battlefield. My second Martial Soul is a dragon—the Golden Dragon King. It specializes in power and direct offense."
Gu Yuena was not surprised by Tang Wulin revealing the Golden Dragon King as her trump card. Six years ago, Xia Linyuan had told her that after the Sea God Tang San plotted to have the other four God Kings of the Douluo God Realm kill the Golden Dragon King, he had infused the Golden Dragon King's essence into one of