By evening, Xu Yue had already received the apology gift from Guang Biao, and with that, the matter was considered settled.
However, the subsequent repercussions continued to ferment.
At the same time.
The name of Xu Yue had thoroughly spread throughout Eastsea Academy amidst this commotion, even reaching the ears of the principal, Yu Zhen.
In the principal's office.
Long Hengxu recounted the events of the day, looking at Yu Zhen with an excited expression.
"Principal, that is the general sequence of events."
"Good! Very good!" Yu Zhen laughed out loud. "I never expected that our Eastsea Academy could produce such a heaven-sent talent."
"Yes, Principal!" Long Hengxu was equally happy. "With student Xu Yue, our Eastsea Academy will surely be able to sweep away the decline of previous years in this year's Skysea Alliance Grand Competition."
Speaking of the Skysea Alliance Grand Competition.
It could be said that it had always been a sore spot for Eastsea City.
Despite being the second-largest city in the Skysea Alliance after Skysea City, they had consistently ranked low in previous competitions.
This point.
Made Eastsea Academy, the highest institution of learning in Eastsea City, quite embarrassed.
"Haha..." Yu Zhen said with a smile, "That goes without saying."
"But this year's Skysea Alliance Grand Competition is different from previous ones; it is possible that our Eastsea Academy might reach a new level."
"Hm?" Long Hengxu was stunned. "Principal, have there been any changes to this year's alliance competition?"
"You will know soon enough." Yu Zhen kept him in suspense. "Right, regarding the Zero Class, let's officially launch it once the Class Promotion Tournament concludes, with Wu Zhangkong in charge."
"Understood, Principal! I will notify everyone shortly."
Yu Zhen nodded, then suddenly asked, "What level do you think student Xu Yue can reach before the Skysea Alliance Grand Competition? Can he advance to a Soul Ancestor?"
"A Soul Ancestor?" Long Hengxu shook his head. "Unlikely. Based on his state today, he should be at the peak of level thirty-five."
"Even if we provide him with full resources, at most, we can get student Xu Yue to level thirty-seven before the Skysea Alliance Grand Competition."
Having said this, Long Hengxu was quite puzzled. "Principal, even without reaching the Soul Ancestor realm, with student Xu Yue's strength, he will still sweep the Youth Group."
"It's nothing, I was just asking."
Yu Zhen smiled without offering an explanation.
After Long Hengxu left, he took out his communicator and dialed a number, his tone turning sorrowful in an instant.
"Old leader..."
"What?! I am aware of the matter." A furious voice came from the other end of the line. "For the Federation's military to actually do such a thing, it is simply preposterous."
Hearing these words, a smile appeared on Yu Zhen's face.
Did they really think just anyone could come to Eastsea Academy and bare their fangs? Did they really think he, an old man, had no temper?
"Oh, right, old leader, there is one more thing."
"Regarding the Shrek Exhibition Match at this year's Skysea Alliance Grand Competition, I have a proposal. See if this might work..."
Over the next few days.
Freshman Class 5 advanced like a hot knife through butter, defeating Freshman Class 3 and Freshman Class 2 in succession.
This was quite normal; students with potential had all been selected for Class One, and there was actually not much difference in the overall strength of the remaining four classes.
And this year's Freshman Class 5 had a monster like Gu Yue, plus Tang Wulin, so winning the matches was only natural.
It would have been abnormal if they had lost.
Although several homeroom teachers were very dissatisfied with this, believing that Freshman Class 5 only won because of Gu Yue, a Great Soul Master student who possessed a thousand-year Soul Ring.
But regardless, the result had already been produced and would not be changed. Next up was the match between Class One and Class 5.
Because of Xu Yue, and coupled with Gu Yue.
Now, it wasn't just the First Grade paying attention to this match; other grades were also watching, and everyone was looking forward to the outcome.
However.
The arrival of a broadcast shattered everyone's expectations.
"Attention, all teachers and students!"
"We are now broadcasting an urgent notice!"
"We have received a notification from the Meteorological Department that a strong typhoon will strike tonight, and the impact is expected to last for one week."
"During this typhoon, the academy will suspend classes. All students, please wait for further notice and do not leave the academy lightly."
"Additionally, all Class Promotion Tournament matches scheduled for today are postponed due to this typhoon cycle, and further arrangements will be made based on the specific situation!"
The broadcast did not cause much of a stir among the students and teachers.
As a coastal city, Eastsea City was struck by typhoons every year, and everyone had long since grown accustomed to them.
Inside Mang Tian Workshop.
Tang Wulin stared at the piece of Thousand Refinement metal he had just finished hammering, his gaze falling into a daze.
The departure of his parents had dealt him a heavy blow, and combined with the influence of the Golden Dragon King Seal, he was at a complete loss as to what he should do.
"Old Tang, what do you think I should do?"
Watching Tang Wulin in this state, Tang San felt a wave of irritation; it seemed that Tang Ziran and Lang Yue had truly left an indelible mark on his heart.
"Sigh! If you want to find your parents, you must become stronger," Tang San sighed. "With your strength alone, it is impossible to scrape together a million Federal Coin in a short period of time."
"..." Tang Wulin fell into silence.
"Do you remember what I told you?" Tang San asked. "Go find your teacher, Wu Zhangkong; he can help you."
"But... the Tang Sect..." Tang Wulin hesitated. "Mom and Dad were taken away by a mysterious organization. Is the Tang Sect really as good as the legends say?"
"Do you think I would harm you?" Tang San asked back with a wry laugh.
"...No... that wouldn't happen..." Tang Wulin hurriedly shook his head. "It's just, how am I supposed to make Teacher Wu believe me?"
"Besides, didn't you tell me not to reveal the secrets within my body to others?"
"Rest assured, just do as I say."
Regarding this, Tang San was full of confidence; with his support from behind the scenes, wouldn't joining the Tang Sect be a sure thing?
Hearing Tang San so resolute.
Tang Wulin's gaze gradually grew firm, and taking a deep breath, he said, "Alright, I'll listen to you!"
Since there was only one choice currently available, why should he hesitate any longer?
Wu Zhangkong's dormitory.
"The ancestor of power, the Golden Dragon." Wu Zhangkong stared at Tang Wulin, who was sitting nervously on a chair. "No wonder your strength and forging skills have improved so rapidly."
"In that case, everything can be explained."
"Since you have decided to join the Tang Sect, I will not sit idly by regarding your affairs," Wu Zhangkong said in a deep voice.
"Do you have any details about your parents being taken away? Do you know which organization it was?"
"I don't know..." Tang Wulin shook his head, his expression dimming.
Looking at Tang Wulin in this state, Wu Zhangkong shook his head. "In that case, wait for me a moment; I will find the Spirit Fruit you need for you very soon."
"Thank you, Teacher Wu!" Tang Wulin said gratefully.
"Don't thank me!" Wu Zhangkong said indifferently. "If you really want to thank me, then bring me the victory in the Class Promotion Tournament."
Just as Wu Zhangkong left the teacher's dormitory.
Amidst the gradually strengthening gale, another person also left Eastsea Academy and headed toward the seaside.
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