Tang Wuyue: Piece of Cake

Three years ago, Lu Chuan had just begun to make a name for himself.

Three years later, Lu Chuan had gradually become a genius blacksmith even he had to look up to.

On the Soul Guidance Train back,

Mang Tian remained silent for a long time.

From a blacksmith's perspective,

he envied Lu Chuan's talent.

But from a teacher's perspective,

he was delighted by Lu Chuan's progress.

And from that same teacher's perspective,

Lu Chuan's gratitude brought tears to his eyes.

Of course,

Lu Chuan knew nothing of any of this.

At that moment,

he was calling Wu Zhangkong to ask for leave.

After the weekend,

the Class Promotion Tournament would begin.

He wanted to stand by his sister's side, cheer her on, and encourage her!

"Fine. Your training intensity has already reached its limit lately. Resting for two days will be good for you."

Wu Zhangkong's voice was as cool and detached as ever,

but beneath the subtle details,

there was less demand

and a touch more indulgent approval.

To avoid disrupting the students' regular classes,

the Class Promotion Tournament was held after school in the afternoon.

The moment the dismissal bell rang,

Class Five's students swarmed onto the field like bees.

Class Four's students, on the other hand, were not very enthusiastic.

Under the same roof,

they naturally knew Class Five's strength.

Although they were about the same as previous years,

mostly a bunch of misfits,

this year had produced two true goddesses!

One of Class Five's two great beauties was Xie Xie, the young miss of the Xie Family. Her Martial Soul was the Light Dragon Dagger, her first Soul Ring was a hundred-year ring, and rumor had it that she had already broken through to Soul Grandmaster! Her movement techniques were elusive as a ghost, like an assassin within the light!

The other of Class Five's two great beauties was Tang Wuyue. Although her Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, she was born with an affinity for the Water Element and was exceptionally skilled at binding and Dragon Sucks Water!

Of these two beauties, one was a nimble attacker, while the other excelled at powerful control and powerful offense.

Class Four had only been slightly stronger than Class Five in previous years.

Now that they had run into this pair of sisters,

they were truly out of luck!

"Garon, good luck! Don't get beaten too badly!"

"Garon, if you surrender the moment you go up there, we won't blame you."

"Garon, I'm different from them. I even prepared some ointment for you!"

Garon, who was about to take the field,

never could have imagined

that the first time he received concern from so many classmates

would be right before he was about to get beaten up.

He took a deep breath and looked miserably at Lin Zunyuan and Moss.

"Which one of you two is going up with me? Class Five will most likely send those two young misses. I can't possibly fight two of them alone, can I?"

"Ow, that hurts... Lin Zunyuan, why don't you go? My stomach hurts a little. I might not perform well."

Moss instantly clutched his stomach, his expression somewhat like that of someone suffering from constipation.

Lin Zunyuan's mouth twitched when he heard that. He gritted his teeth in anger. "Moss, you want a support like me to go up there and get beaten? How can you be so heartless!"

Seeing this,

Garon could not help letting out a long sigh.

He had not expected

that their iron triangle, who usually called each other brothers,

would fall apart before a single Class Promotion Tournament.

Hardly anyone ever watched the Class Promotion Tournament between Class Five and Class Four.

Other than the students from those classes,

perhaps only Class Three's contestants would come watch

to learn more about their opponents.

But this time was different.

With two great beauties like Tang Wuyue and Xie Xie,

the spectator stands were packed to the brim!

Lu Chuan had never expected

that the little girl would be so popular!

What surprised him even more was

that Wu Zhangkong had come too!

And she walked straight toward him!

"Teacher Wu, why are you here?" Lu Chuan asked in shock.

Wu Zhangkong shot him a glance. "I heard Class Five has two decent prospects this year, so I came early to take a look. Also... you just said 'Teacher Wu,' do you think I'm very old?"

"Huh? No! It's an honorific, an honorific!" Lu Chuan hurriedly waved his hands, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead.

The cold and proud goddess actually nitpicked over wording.

This was the first time he had ever seen it.

With each class choosing two people,

Class Five sent out Tang Wuyue and Xie Xie.

Class Four could only send out two people as well. Garon took the lead,

while Moss, though unwilling in every possible way, looked at Lin Zunyuan's health bar, which was even more fragile than his own,

and finally gritted his teeth and stepped onto the field.

"Both sides, take your positions. The match begins!"

With Long Hengxu's loud shout, the match officially began.

Both sides released their Martial Souls.

On Class Four's side, a white Soul Ring slowly rose beneath Garon and Moss's feet.

On Class Five's side,

two brilliant yellow Soul Rings rose slowly beneath Xie Xie's feet like blazing suns,

while purple light burst forth beneath Tang Wuyue's feet. Her two purple Soul Rings stunned the entire audience!

"My God, both young misses are already Soul Grand Masters!"

"It's only been three months!"

"Shouldn't you be shocked that Tang Wuyue's first Soul Ring is purple? That would cost several million, maybe even tens of millions of Federation Coins!"

"Do you think it's possible she got it by climbing the tower?"

"Probably not. Although climbing the Spirit Pagoda is free, there are conditions. Either you're an insider at the Spirit Pagoda, or you're a one-in-ten-thousand genius. As far as I know, Tang Wuyue only has level-three Innate Soul Power, and she was only level twelve when she enrolled. She simply doesn't qualify to climb the tower!"

Lu Chuan blended into the discussion and eagerly chatted with the students.

Before long,

the group of kids had all started calling him "Brother Chuan."

Wu Zhangkong, standing nearby, could not help but be stunned by the sight.

She had never imagined

that Lu Chuan, a cultivation fanatic like herself,

a blacksmithing fanatic,

would also be

no less capable when it came to socializing.

In contrast,

she seemed to have no friends at all.

On the competition stage,

battle was about to erupt at any moment.

Garon's Martial Soul was a wolf.

It was hard to tell exactly what kind of wolf,

but in any case, it was not the conceptual god Gray Wolf.

The instant he entered Martial Soul Possession,

his body swelled slightly,

a low beastly roar exploded from his throat,

his originally brown eyes turned yellow,

and his arms visibly thickened,

giving him a bit of a wolf's imposing aura!

He charged forward in great strides,

attacking Tang Wuyue.

He rapidly closed the distance between them.

Seeing this,

Tang Wuyue immediately retreated.

At the same time, she began to counterattack.

Facing Garon's unstoppable pounce,

her first Soul Ring suddenly lit up beneath her feet.

Entangle activated.

In the next instant,

blue light suddenly flared across the arena's surface,

and dozens of incomparably thick Blue Silver Grass vines wrapped in rippling water burst from the ground.

They blocked Garon

while also buying Tang Wuyue an opportunity for her next move.

She gently raised her right hand, palm facing downward, and pressed lightly through the air.

Then she softly uttered,

"Bind!"

The next moment,

the Blue Silver Grass vines coiled precisely around Garon's arms and legs like giant pythons,

his waist and abdomen,

and even as he opened his mouth in shock to roar,

a Blue Silver Grass vine took the opportunity to seal his mouth!

After countless real battles,

Tang Wuyue had come up with a method even better than the Blue Silver Cage for trapping enemies.

Bind their limbs,

block their throats,

and if they were mortal enemies,

there were even crueler methods.

For men, strip off their pants and tie up their little buddy.

For women, strip off their pants...

The key was to strike the snake where it hurt and kill the enemy while crushing their spirit!

Facing such an attack,

Garon felt as though his life was about to end.

His Soul Power seemed to have sunk into a swamp,

and his whole body went numb.

Even struggling became sluggish.

"Roar!" Garon let out a muffled roar as his first soul ring lit up, attempting to shatter his restraints.

But Tang Wuyue merely raised her hand again and softly uttered,

"Water Vortex!"

As her words fell,

the airflow above the arena suddenly began to whirl around her!

Garon, tightly bound by Blue Silver Grass,

was actually lifted off the ground by the sudden suction,

his whole body like a sandbag being casually tossed about,

suspended in midair by the swirling current!

He felt utterly dizzy and disoriented,

and the Soul Power within his body was beyond his control in this weightless environment.

Most terrifying of all,

he could not even shout his surrender.

The entire venue fell silent.

Ten seconds.

Just ten seconds.

Tang Wuyue flicked her wrist and curled her fingers in the air.

The suspended Garon was viciously slammed onto the training ground by the force of the water,

sent flying out of the competition area.

With a dull boom,

he crashed onto the ground.

Once the Blue Silver Grass dispersed,

Garon lay sprawled on the ground,

his clothes soaked through,

without even the strength to lift a finger.

Seeing this, Class Four's students

hurried over to help Garon up.

As they looked at his miserable state,

tears began welling up in their eyes.

"Brother Garon, you've suffered so much!"