Class Promotion Tournament

The typhoon continued to rage for several days.

During that time, Xu Yue had been consolidating his newly broken-through Soul Power while gaining a deeper understanding of the Spear Intent of Water.

When the typhoon finally passed and the academy resumed classes...

Though no one in the academy said it aloud, anticipation had already reached its peak on their faces and in their hearts.

Today was the day of the Class Promotion Tournament between Freshman Class 1 and Class Five.

Ding-ding-ding...

The final class bell rang.

A flicker of excitement immediately flashed through Ye Yingluo's beautiful eyes.

"Wu Zhangkong, I've waited far too long for this day."

Without hesitation, she immediately looked toward all the Class One students below, her gaze lingering on Xu Yue for a moment longer.

"Everyone, on your feet. Assemble at the field!"

"Yes, Teacher!"

The Freshman Class 1 students followed behind Ye Yingluo and hurried toward the Intermediate Division's field.

Xu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan walked side by side at the front.

As for Wei Xiaofeng, Wang Jinxi, and Zhang Yangzi, they followed close behind. One was smug, while the other two were caught between envy and disappointment.

Naturally, Wei Xiaofeng was the smug one.

According to Ye Yingluo's arrangements, if Class Five sent out only three people, then aside from Xu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan, he would be the third person filling out the lineup.

This left Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi seething with envy, jealousy, and resentment toward Wei Xiaofeng.

They wanted a satisfying one-sided crushing victory too.

Near the Competition Platform on the field.

Quite a few people had already gathered there.

Aside from the new First Grade students of the Intermediate Division, students and teachers from every other grade had packed the area so tightly that not even water could pass through.

At the very least, Xu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan spotted Mu Xi, Ouyang Zixin, and Xu Xiaoyu among the crowd.

The other three homeroom teachers of the freshman year were all present as well. Only Class Five's homeroom teacher, Wu Zhangkong, was still missing.

"Sis!"

Ye Yingrong, the homeroom teacher of Class Three, quickly walked over to Ye Yingluo's side.

"Mm." Ye Yingluo answered, her beautiful eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Sis, stop looking. That person isn't here yet!"

Ye Yingrong smiled helplessly. She had no idea how to describe her older sister. Her looks, figure, talent, and everything else were outstanding, and she had plenty of admirers.

But her personality was truly difficult to praise. After finally encountering someone like Wu Zhangkong...

Who would have thought that when the two met, they would clash like the tip of a needle against an awl?

"Isn't Wu Zhangkong supposed to be so arrogant? I'd like to see what gives those students of his the right to defeat Class One!"

The homeroom teacher of Class Four exchanged a glance with the homeroom teacher of Class Two beside him and chuckled.

However...

Even when Gu Yue led Xie Xie and the other Class Five students into the competition grounds, Wu Zhangkong was nowhere to be seen.

Xu Yue watched the scene thoughtfully.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be because Tang Wulin unlocked the first layer of the Golden Dragon King Seal.

But without Uncle Mu's help, he still managed to unlock it at the appointed time. Did Tang San's Divine Sense intervene?

At that possibility, his gaze deepened.

He could choose not to make a move against Tang Wulin, but that was based on the premise that Tang Wulin remained under Tang Ziran and Lang Yue's upbringing and had little connection to the Tang Family Group.

Disaster should not extend to one's family, provided that blessings did not extend to one's family either.

Even the emperors from his previous life, when exterminating nine clans or three clans, would not turn their blades on illegitimate children related by blood but who had never received any favors.

Because being born was not their fault.

But once Tang Wulin began accepting Tang San's favors, then in Xu Yue's eyes, the two could be placed in the same camp.

And that was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

On the other side.

Director of Studies Long Hengxu looked at the absent Wu Zhangkong before finally turning his gaze toward Gu Yue at the front.

"Student Gu Yue, where is your homeroom teacher, Teacher Wu?"

Gu Yue did not speak, but Xie Xie hurriedly answered from beside her.

"Teacher Wu said he was heading back to the dormitory and would return right away. Could you please wait a little longer?"

Long Hengxu frowned. To be honest, he did not think this match needed to be held at all.

Even though Gu Yue was quite strong, he did not believe she could defeat the three-ringed Xu Yue while fighting above her level.

After all, even among equally gifted geniuses, the side with higher Soul Power would always hold the greater advantage.

Especially after witnessing the battle with Guang Biao, this was even more apparent.

Still, since Wu Zhangkong had not forfeited, the match had to proceed.

"Fine. If he still hasn't arrived before the match begins, I will declare Class Five to have forfeited."

As Xie Xie thanked him, time quietly passed.

Long Hengxu frowned as he saw that the time in his hand had reached its final countdown, and he immediately opened his mouth.

"I hereby announce..."

"Wait!"

At that moment, a cold and proud voice rang out.

Wu Zhangkong approached with a cold expression, carrying a visibly anxious Tang Wulin by the collar. "The time isn't up yet! The match will continue!"

Long Hengxu forcibly swallowed the rest of his words, his brows knitting together. "Teacher Wu, please pay attention to the time next time."

Wu Zhangkong nodded indifferently and set Tang Wulin, whom he had been carrying, onto the ground.

But when his gaze swept over the entire field and ultimately landed on Xu Yue, he too felt enormous pressure.

Then...

He looked at Tang Wulin, whose body was tense and whose face was full of anxiety. He patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder and spoke softly in a rather rare tone.

"Relax. There's no need to take my earlier words to heart. It's only a Class Promotion Tournament. Just do your best."

"I understand, Teacher Wu." Tang Wulin responded and headed toward Gu Yue and Xie Xie.

Wu Zhangkong watched Tang Wulin's retreating back and sighed.

Who could have expected Class One to produce such a freak as Xu Yue?

What Wu Zhangkong did not know was that his words had not made Tang Wulin relax at all. Instead, they made him even more tense.

As he walked, Tang Wulin clenched his fists tightly.

He thought of Wu Zhangkong's guidance over the past few months, as well as how, a few days ago, Wu Zhangkong had given him so many Spirit Fruits without a word.

They had not only resolved his current life-and-death crisis, but had also opened the first layer of the Golden Dragon King Seal, greatly raising both his strength and potential. It had truly been timely aid in the snow.

How could he ever forget such kindness from his teacher?

Teacher Wu, don't worry! I'll give it everything I have and seize victory!

"The one who persists until the end is the winner."

Long Hengxu had already stepped onto the Competition Platform and solemnly asked Wu Zhangkong.

"Teacher Wu, how many people will your class send out today?"

The number of participants would be decided by the challenging class. This was one of the rules of the Class Promotion Tournament.

"Three." Wu Zhangkong answered expressionlessly.

A three-person battle was also a classic format that had been popular since ten thousand years ago.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, and Xie Xie stepped out from the Class Five students at the same time.

Long Hengxu nodded, then looked toward Class One.

Ye Yingluo calmly called Xu Yue and the other two forward, but her beautiful eyes fixed on Wu Zhangkong revealed her excitement.

"Xu Yue, Xiao Yan, Xiaofeng, it's your turn!"