Wu Changkong's Might

Xu Xiaoyan turned her head and spotted Leng Xue'er.

Leng Xue'er was so beautiful that even she couldn't help but marvel.

Upon seeing Leng Xue'er gently stroke Cheng Duoyi's head.

The gossip in her heart ignited once more, curious about the situation between the two.

The others paid no mind.

Inside the training classroom, Gu Yue, Tang Wuling, Xie Xie, Yun Xiao, Xu Xiaoyan, Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, and Wei Xiaofeng—the eight of them—looked toward Wu Changkong.

Xu Xiaoyan asked, "Tang Wuling, how should we fight against Teacher Wu?"

Tang Wuling thought for a moment. "Wang Jinxi and I will attack head-on. Xie Xie, Wei Xiaofeng, and Zhang Yangzi will flank him to distract Teacher Wu. Sister Yue'er, you provide long-range output. Yun Xiao, keep a sharp eye out; the moment Teacher Wu is about to attack Sister Yue'er, use your skill to intervene."

"Understood." Xie Xie and Yun Xiao were the first to nod in agreement.

Xie Xie gripped the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger in his hands, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, already prepared for battle.

Yun Xiao, meanwhile, clenched his fists nervously.

Wang Jinxi loosened his muscles, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Zhang Yangzi and Wei Xiaofeng also channeled their Soul Power, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Xu Xiaoyan raised her ice staff; although her combat strength wasn't high during the day, she wanted to do her part.

Wu Changkong, standing opposite them, remained expressionless.

A flash of cold light appeared in his hand, revealing an ice-blue longsword.

The blade was crystalline throughout, as if carved from ten-thousand-year ice, radiating a bone-chilling cold—it was his Martial Soul, the Sky Frost Sword.

Having suffered losses before when using a wooden sword, Wu Changkong had learned his lesson.

Facing geniuses like Tang Wuling and Gu Yue, he truly couldn't achieve the desired educational effect without using his Martial Soul.

Especially Tang Wuling, whose strength was unimaginably powerful; even he dared not underestimate her.

"Are you ready?" Wu Changkong's voice was icy.

"Ready!" the eight of them shouted in unison.

"Begin."

As Wu Changkong's words fell, Tang Wuling and Wang Jinxi moved simultaneously.

Tang Wuling pushed off the ground, charging forward like a bolt of lightning.

"First Soul Skill, Bind."

She swung both hands, and countless Blue Silver Grass erupted from the ground, winding toward Wu Changkong.

The countless strands of Blue Silver Grass carried immense force, like green snakes, instantly sealing the space around Wu Changkong before striking at him.

At the same time, Wang Jinxi let out a roar, his right arm rapidly expanding into a massive Bone Dragon Claw, radiating a heart-palpitating dark aura.

"First Soul Skill, Bone Dragon Claw." Wang Jinxi leaped into the air.

From the flanks, Xie Xie, Wei Xiaofeng, and Zhang Yangzi launched their attacks simultaneously.

Xie Xie's figure flickered, his Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger flashing with cold light.

"First Soul Skill, Light Dragon Blade, Shadow Dragon Blade!"

Two dragon-shaped blades of light and shadow shot toward Wu Changkong at once, one bright and one dark, intertwining to greatly increase their power.

Wei Xiaofeng activated his second soul skill, his speed instantly doubling as he transformed into streaks of green afterimages, moving rapidly around Wu Changkong to find an opening.

"First Soul Skill, Green Shadow Stack!"

Countless lifelike illusions appeared on the field, making it impossible to tell which was the real Wei Xiaofeng.

Zhang Yangzi spread the Dark Phantom Eagle wings on his back, flew into mid-air, and waved his hands, releasing a curtain of black light.

"First Soul Skill, Darkness Veil!"

The black light curtain spread rapidly, shrouding the entire battlefield, obscuring Wu Changkong's vision while dampening his senses.

In the rear, Gu Yue also began her assault.

The two hundred-year soul rings on her body lit up simultaneously, and the surrounding elements instantly turned violent.

"First Soul Skill, Elemental Tide."

Gu Yue's connection to the elements intensified instantly.

Following that, her eyes narrowed, and she let out a low shout.

"Second Soul Skill, Elemental Control."

Countless fireballs, ice spikes, earth spikes, and wind blades shot toward Wu Changkong at once, like an elemental storm covering the sky and earth.

Yun Xiao stood further back from the others, keeping a close watch on Gu Yue, ready to use his Displacement skill to protect her at any moment; among these people, aside from Tang Wuling, Gu Yue was the most important.

Tang Wuling was strong enough that she didn't need looking after, but Gu Yue was a glass cannon; if Wu Changkong attacked her first, she might actually be eliminated.

Xu Xiaoyan also raised her ice staff, attempting to attack, but unfortunately, the effect wasn't significant, and she just went through the motions...

Facing the joint attack of the eight, Wu Changkong remained completely composed.

He did not even shift his feet; with a light flick of his wrist, the Sky Frost Sword traced a graceful arc through the air.

"First Soul Skill, Frost Mark!"

Countless icy, thread-like sword marks erupted from the Sky Frost Sword, dancing like snowflakes across the sky as they precisely met Tang Wuling's Blue Silver Grass and Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon Claw.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The icy sword marks collided with the Blue Silver Grass, producing crisp sounds of snapping fibers.

Those incredibly tough vines were severed as easily as rotten wood under the assault of the Frost Mark.

Immediately after, the sword marks struck Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon Claw.

Piercing cold instantly invaded Wang Jinxi's arm, causing his movements to slow significantly.

At the same time, the piercing damage from the sword marks forced a muffled groan from him, his entire body feeling as though it were being frozen solid.

Wu Changkong turned his wrist again, slashing the Sky Frost Sword horizontally.

"Second Soul Skill, Frost Mist!"

A dense white fog released from the Sky Frost Sword, rapidly expanding to shroud the entire battlefield.

Visibility within the mist was extremely low, and everyone's perception was severely weakened.

Xie Xie's Light Dragon Blade and Shadow Dragon Blade vanished into the mist like stones cast into the sea, leaving no trace of movement.

Wei Xiaofeng's phantoms became blurred within the fog, and he lost track of Wu Changkong entirely.

As Zhang Yangzi's Darkness Veil overlapped with the Frost Mist, the entire battlefield grew even darker, to the point where even he could not see what was happening below.

Gu Yue's elemental attacks were also affected by the Frost Mist; their power dropped sharply, and most of them missed their marks.

"Oh no!"

Tang Wuling felt a jolt of alarm, realizing she had made a mistake.

She had underestimated the strength of a three-ringed Wu Changkong and the power of his Sky Frost Sword soul skills.

Just then, a cold voice drifted from the mist: "Your coordination is too amateurish; you are riddled with openings."

Before the words had even faded, an icy blue figure appeared behind Xie Xie like a ghost.

Alarm bells rang in Xie Xie's heart as he hurriedly turned to parry, but it was already too late.

Wu Changkong's Sky Frost Sword tapped lightly, the tip striking Xie Xie's shoulder with pinpoint accuracy.

Piercing cold instantly surged into Xie Xie's body, leaving him stiff and unable to move.

"Xie Xie, out," Wu Changkong's voice rang out coldly.

Xie Xie's face showed his unwillingness, but he had no choice but to withdraw from the battlefield.

Having dealt with Xie Xie, Wu Changkong's figure vanished into the mist once more.

A second later, he appeared beside Wei Xiaofeng.

Wei Xiaofeng was terrified, hurriedly channeling his Green Shadow Speed in an attempt to flee.

However, the Frost Mist had already drastically reduced his speed.

Wu Changkong swung the Sky Frost Sword, and a Frost Mark shot toward Wei Xiaofeng.

Though Wei Xiaofeng dodged with all his might, the Frost Mark struck his leg, instantly freezing him with cold and sending him crashing to the ground.

"Wei Xiaofeng, out."

Following this, Wu Changkong turned his target toward Zhang Yangzi, who was hovering in mid-air.

He tapped his toes against the ground and soared into the air.

Countless icy sword marks shot toward Zhang Yangzi.

Zhang Yangzi hurriedly flapped his wings to dodge while releasing Shadow Clones to interfere.

But Wu Changkong's Frost Marks were too dense and far too precise.

"Puchi!"

A Frost Mark struck Zhang Yangzi's wing, the biting cold instantly stiffening it and rendering it unable to flap.

Zhang Yangzi let out a shriek as he plummeted from the air, crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Zhang Yangzi, out."

In just a few short seconds, the three who had been harassing from the flanks were all dealt with by Wu Changkong.

Tang Wuling and Wang Jinxi watched in a daze, their hearts filled with shock.

Gu Yue also realized the gravity of the situation; she increased her Soul Power output, manipulating the elements with even greater frenzy.

A massive wall of water appeared before Wu Changkong, attempting to block his advance.

At the same time, countless Earth Spikes erupted from the ground, thrusting toward his feet.

Wu Changkong merely let out a cold snort. With a wave of his Sky Frost Sword, a biting sword aura cleaved the water wall in two.

Immediately after, he tapped his foot to dodge the Earth Spike, his figure flashing as he charged toward Tang Wuling.

"Oh no!"

Tang Wuling was startled and hurriedly activated her second soul skill.

"Second soul skill, Blue Silver Spike Array!"

Countless Blue Silver Grass blades erupted from the ground, forming a dense forest of Blue Silver that thrust toward Wu Changkong.

These Blue Silver Grass blades carried a paralyzing effect; anyone struck would temporarily lose the ability to move.

But Wu Changkong's speed was too fast.

He wove through the Blue Silver Spike Array as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

Not a single blade of Blue Silver Grass could touch the hem of his clothes.

Wu Changkong released the Frost Mist once more.

This time, the Frost Mist was even thicker, and Tang Wuling completely lost track of him.

Just as Tang Wuling was looking around vigilantly, a cold aura suddenly emanated from behind her.

Tang Wuling was horrified and hurriedly turned around.

At the same time, she channeled all her Soul Power and threw a punch toward her back.

But Wu Changkong's figure flickered like a ghost, dodging her fist; he had no intention of engaging her head-on.

Simultaneously, the hilt of the Sky Frost Sword tapped lightly, striking Tang Wuling in the center of her back.

"Ugh!"

Tang Wuling felt a powerful force surge through her, followed by a bone-chilling cold that invaded her body, instantly causing her Soul Power to stagnate.

She stumbled forward a few steps and collapsed to the ground.

"Tang Wuling, out." Wu Changkong's voice remained icy.

Tang Wuling lay on the ground, her fists clenched tight.

Having dealt with Tang Wuling, Wu Changkong turned his target toward Wang Jinxi.

Looking into Wu Changkong's cold eyes, Wang Jinxi was filled with fear, yet he summoned his courage, activated his Bone Dragon Claw once more, and charged at Wu Changkong.

"Second soul skill, Bone Soul Transformation!"

Wang Jinxi transformed his right arm into a spirit form, attempting to become immune to Wu Changkong's physical attacks.

But Wu Changkong merely snorted, and with a wave of his Sky Frost Sword, a Frost Mark shot toward Wang Jinxi's left leg.

Wang Jinxi's left leg was instantly frozen by the cold air.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Wu Changkong stepped forward and pointed the Sky Frost Sword at his throat.

"Wang Jinxi, out."

Now, only Gu Yue, Yun Xiao, and Xu Xiaoyan remained on the battlefield.

Gu Yue watched as Wu Changkong approached step by step.

She formed hand seals, and the light from her soul rings flared brilliantly.

A massive wall of fire appeared before Wu Changkong.

At the same time, countless Ice Spikes shot toward him from all directions.

Wu Changkong's expression remained unchanged as he spun the Sky Frost Sword before him, forming an ice-blue curtain of blades.

All the fireballs and Ice Spikes were blocked by the curtain, dissolving into a sky full of water mist and ice shards.

Wu Changkong released the Frost Mist again, enveloping Gu Yue.

Gu Yue was startled and hurriedly retreated.

At the same time, she manipulated the wind element, attempting to blow the Frost Mist away.

Just then, Wu Changkong's figure suddenly burst from the mist, thrusting toward Gu Yue.

"Yun Xiao!" Gu Yue shouted.

Yun Xiao had been prepared.

His eyes narrowed as he let out a low cry: "First soul skill, Displacement!"

A white light flashed, and the positions of Yun Xiao and Gu Yue were instantly swapped.

Wu Changkong's Sky Frost Sword pierced Yun Xiao's shoulder.

Yun Xiao was instantly frozen by the cold, unable to move.

"Yun Xiao, out," Wu Changkong said indifferently.

Now, only Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan remained on the battlefield.

Xu Xiaoyan stared at Wu Changkong, trembling so violently that she could barely keep a grip on her Ice Staff.

Her combat strength was never high during the day, and now, she was completely powerless to fight back.

Gu Yue took a deep breath, stepped in front of Xu Xiaoyan, and launched an attack.

Wu Changkong easily evaded Gu Yue's strike.

With a flicker of movement, he appeared right before her.

The Sky Frost Sword tapped lightly, striking Gu Yue's wrist.

"Gu Yue, eliminated."

Finally, Wu Changkong turned his gaze toward Xu Xiaoyan.

Terrified, Xu Xiaoyan squeezed her eyes shut and raised her hands in surrender.

"Teacher Wu, I give up!"

Wu Changkong sheathed the Sky Frost Sword, and the Frost Mist gradually dissipated.

He looked at the eight dejected students and said expressionlessly, "That is all for today's training. Reflect on yourselves and consider why you lost so miserably."

With that, Wu Changkong turned and walked out of the training grounds.

The eight of them watched his retreating figure, their hearts filled with a sense of defeat.

They had originally thought their coordination was excellent, but in front of Wu Changkong, they were utterly vulnerable.

Cheng Duoyi and Leng Xue'er walked over.

Cheng Duoyi looked at the group and said with a smile, "It's alright. For your first time sparring against Teacher Wu, you did quite well. Teacher Wu is a soul master from the Shrek inner court, after all; there is no shame in losing to him."

Tang Wuling looked up at Cheng Duoyi, her eyes filled with determination. "Brother Yi'er, I will definitely work hard. Next time, I will surely be able to last longer!"

Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, and the others also voiced their resolve to train even harder.

Seeing their high spirits, Cheng Duoyi nodded in satisfaction. "Good, keep it up."

Over the next half month.

Under Wu Changkong's guidance, the group underwent grueling training.

Every day, they sparred against Wu Changkong, and although each session ended in defeat, their progress was remarkably evident...