Wu Zhangkong walked slowly up to the five of them and said coolly, "From today onward, the five of you are one combat team. Tang Wulin is the captain, and Xie Xie is the vice-captain. Let's go."
With that, she headed toward the elevator first.
The remaining five exchanged glances.
Long Hengxu secretly let out a breath of relief. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat that had beaded on his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.
Wu Zhangkong might have looked cool and indifferent, but when Xie Xie had been in danger just now, the icy killing intent that had suddenly burst from her was something Long Hengxu could clearly feel from more than ten meters away.
Considering Xie Xie's condition, the group rested in the lobby for fifteen minutes before setting off back to the academy.
On the way back, all five remained immersed in the day's trip to the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Xie Xie was a little wistful:
The fusion skill of his second Soul Skill was insanely powerful; a single strike had wounded a hundred-year Man Faced Demon Spider. But the cost was just as terrifying—it had drained all his Spiritual Power and Soul Power.
If Gu Yue hadn't stopped Tang Wulin just now, that guy would definitely have shouted something about friendship and bonds before charging in and pulling off some kind of sudden power-up.
Xie Xie realized that bonds seemed to be a passive skill common to protagonists on the side of justice.
Tang Wulin followed right behind Xie Xie, his right hand still clutching his sleeve without letting go, as if afraid Xie Xie might run off.
"That's enough for today. Get back and rest properly."
Wu Zhangkong's even voice rang out. "Tomorrow's morning training will go on as usual. No