Things then proceeded just as they had in the original story.
Using Tang Wulin, who had placed second, as an example, Wu Zhangkong explained to everyone the importance of physical fitness.
Class 5 would also undergo physical training.
The basic physical training was naturally running.
Mu Han and Tang Wulin, who would be competing in the Class Promotion Tournament, had to wear iron suits made from thick chains and weighing twenty catties.
But that was nothing to them.
They were both blacksmiths; their physical fitness spoke for itself.
Tang Wulin's blacksmithing skills fell far behind where they had been in the original story.
In the original, Tang Wulin had started learning at six and spent three months hammering iron.
After three months, he began doing some simple refining work.
A year later, he started making the simplest parts.
It was only when he was eight and a half that he advanced from forging small parts to forging medium-sized ones.
But now Tang Wulin had only started learning when he was over seven.
And without Na'er, Tang Wulin was less motivated to learn than he had been in the original story.
He hammered iron for four or five months before starting some simple refining work.
Now, he could only make some of the simplest parts.
In fact, he was already doing quite well for his age.
After all, Mu Chen's daughter, Mu Xi, was already considered a little genius.
She hadn't become a first-grade blacksmith until she was eleven.
Tang Wulin, a first-grade blacksmith at nine, was already doing quite well.
After all, before Mu Han, the youngest first-grade blacksmith had been eight and a half.
But now that Mu Han had set such an impressive example, the people at the Eastsea City Blacksmith Association didn't pay him much attention.
Then, just as in the original story, Gu Yue came to Eastsea Academy and found Wu Zhangkong.
Although Tang Wulin hadn't brought Na'er back with him,
Mu Han, who had brought Na'er back, was now at Eastsea Academy.
So Gu Yue still came here. The person she was looking for had simply changed from Tang Wulin to Mu Han.
And the only class on the sports field that morning was Grade 1 Class 5.
So Gu Yue could only find Wu Zhangkong.
What's more, according to the academy's rules, students who missed the enrollment deadline and were specially admitted could only start in Class 5.
But Xie Xie wasn't in Class 5 anymore.
So the person who fought Gu Yue was now Mu Han.
Wu Zhangkong said calmly, "Don't use your fusion skill, Ice Fire Refining Gold. Just test her out."
Ice Fire Refining Gold was the fusion skill Mu Han used with his Soul Spirit.
That move was still far too powerful for a One-Ring Soul Master.
But Mu Han's Wind Eye was also a perfect counter to Gu Yue.
When Gu Yue unleashed her abilities—fireballs, ice spikes, and wind blades—Wu Zhangkong was just as impressed as he had been in the original story.
Even wielding only one element would make for a top-tier Martial Soul.
It was a pity she'd run into Mu Han.
When a Wind Eye appeared beneath Gu Yue's feet, it not only restricted her movements,
but also sucked in every elemental attack she released.
As Mu Han drew closer step by step, he brought out the "Brick" in his hand.
Silver light flashed around Gu Yue, and she escaped the Wind Eye using her spatial abilities.
But the next moment, the Wind Eye appeared directly in midair.
When a Wind Eye appeared beneath someone's feet, it had the added force of gravity on top of its suction.
When it appeared in the air, its power was indeed weaker, but its range was much greater.
Gu Yue had just completed her spatial movement and hadn't even steadied herself when she was swept into the air.
Mu Han locked onto her position, and another Wind Eye appeared beneath Gu Yue.
The girl, who had just been caught in the air, was immediately dragged down by the Wind Eye.
In the end, Wu Zhangkong caught her.
"You lost." Wu Zhangkong snorted.
"You may enroll, but first you need to tell me where you came from,"
"and what your Martial Soul is."
After learning that her Martial Soul was called Elementalist, Wu Zhangkong agreed to let Gu Yue join Class 5.
"Is that really all?" Mu Han looked intently at Gu Yue.
Gu Yue averted Mu Han's gaze, looking slightly uneasy. "I can just control several different elements."
"Is that so?" Mu Han narrowed his eyes slightly. "There are Soul Beasts with similar abilities. Silver Wolves, for example."
"Ultimately, they use their spiritual power to control the elements."
"But they're limited to water, fire, earth, wind, light, and darkness."
"A ten-thousand-year-old Silver Wolf can wield one more, but that's only the lightning element, not spatial power."
"So, Gu Yue, what exactly is your origin?"
Gu Yue felt as though none of her secrets could escape Mu Han's notice.
But after all, she possessed the wisdom of the Dragon God and was the incarnation of the Silver Dragon King.
She suppressed the alarm in her eyes and quickly gathered her thoughts. After considering her words, she said, "I don't have the darkness attribute either."
But when Gu Yue met Mu Han's eyes, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she felt an intensely ominous premonition.
Sure enough, Mu Han spoke unhurriedly. "Are you sure you don't? Then do you know Na'er?"
Cold sweat trickled down Gu Yue's forehead. She suddenly remembered that when she'd been flung into the air, she'd reacted instinctively.
He had definitely noticed what she'd done then.
And why could he expose her connection to Na'er with just one question?
Did that mean he knew her secret?
Gu Yue's delicate body trembled slightly, her expression unreadable.
Right now, she felt as though he was about to strip her bare and leave her with nothing.
By the time Wu Zhangkong returned, the running assignment was nearly finished. "Dismissed. Gu Yue, stay behind."
Gu Yue's face looked much rosier than before after running.
Tang Wulin, of course, had no time to admire her. As soon as class ended, he went to grab a meal.
Mu Han didn't go to the cafeteria. Instead, he left the school directly, taking a small path on purpose.
As he walked, he found himself in darkness before he even realized it. "Di Tian?"
A killing intent like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood erupted from behind him. "Being too clever can get you killed."
A heavy pressure descended upon Mu Han.
Yet his body seemed to melt in an instant, turning into a pool of dark golden liquid that fell to the ground.
"What is this?" Di Tian's expression changed. "The Substitute Technique?"
"It's Memory Metal." The liquid fell to the ground, then took shape again, once more becoming Mu Han.
Just then, a flash of silver light split the darkness open.
A flicker of surprise crossed Di Tian's eyes. He dropped to one knee before Gu Yue. "My Lord."
Gu Yue's face was frosty, her voice cold as ice. "Didn't I tell you not to touch him?"
Her eyes had now become vertical slits, just like a giant dragon's.
As Di Tian endured the bloodline suppression coming from Gu Yue, Mu Han waved a hand. "It's fine. I was going to look for him anyway."
"I called you here to make it easier to trade with you."
"Impossible!" Di Tian abruptly turned to look at him, still under the pressure. "You called him here?"
"Your domain contains spatial laws. How could you possibly send out a message?"
"I told you, I'm just a puppet made from Memory Metal right now." Mu Han waved a hand casually.
In the next instant, his body turned back into metal. "My Martial Soul is special, so I can do this."
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