Teacher Wu, You Don't Have to Miss Me That Much

Wu Zhangkong stood in front of the podium, scanning the crowd with his gaze. His face showed no extra expression; he stood there quietly.

The audience below the stage were also watching Wu Zhangkong with great tension, not daring to breathe loudly, and the entire classroom was eerily quiet.

After a long silence, Xie Xie finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.

"Teacher Wu! Stop keeping us in suspense! Tell us how our teachers are being arranged!"

The crowd's gazes were filled with a mixture of tension and anticipation, for this was their teacher, who would be crucial to their next stage of learning.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wu Zhangkong turned slightly to the side, and then a light suddenly appeared on the huge display screen beside him, showing names one by one.

The results are in.

Tang Wulin's gaze immediately fell on the screen. He saw his name followed by another name: Mu Ye, and then the Spirit City Branch.

Tang Wulin was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Wu Zhangkong Wu Zhangkong with some confusion.

"Teacher Wu, I saw that Teacher Mu Ye is at the Spirit City Branch, so if I want to study there from now on, should I go to Spirit City?"

After hearing these words, many students began to realize that the addresses listed after their teachers' names were not in Suotuo City; some were in Heaven Dou City, some in Star Luo City, and some were even on Sea God Island.

Wu Zhangkong nodded and spoke in a rather calm manner.

"Yes."

As soon as he said this, a murmur rippled through the classroom.

Everyone was pondering in their hearts: if they went to those branch schools, wouldn't they have to leave Suotuo City? Although they had only studied together for a few months, they were really reluctant to part ways.

A group of children naturally couldn't hide their inner thoughts, so Wu Zhangkong continued to speak.

"Don't worry, the academy's teleportation array is already set up. Traveling between the various academies will only take less than a minute."

Upon hearing these words, the classroom erupted in lively conversation once again.

"A teleportation array?! Less than a minute?!"

"My God... this is incredible!"

"Is there anything our college still lacks?"

Everyone sighed with emotion, and thinking that this was also their own academy, they couldn't help but feel proud, and each of them had a proud look on their face.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was carefully looking at the list on the screen, her gaze falling on the names of her mentors after her own.

Ya Li.

Then she saw Ye Zhi's name, followed by Ya Li's.

There are also several other support-type Soul Master in the class, and their mentor is also Ya Li.

So, this Teacher Ya Li is a support-type Soul Master. But... even though they're both support-type Soul Master, their Martial Soul are different, so teaching her must be quite troublesome, right?

Of course, we'll have to wait and see how it turns out.

After confirming their assigned teachers, everyone was quite excited and eager to begin the next training session.

Xie Xie stood up abruptly, put his hands on his hips, and said with a grin.

"I'm ready! Bring it on! Whatever the training, I can handle it!"

Seeing everyone's excited expressions, Wu Zhangkong continued speaking.

"Please don't be in a hurry, I have something else to tell you."

Upon hearing these words, Xie Xie couldn't help but have a bold idea: since he was about to graduate from Wu Zhangkong's class, it shouldn't be a problem to tease the aloof male god a little, right?

"Teacher Wu, are you reluctant to part with us?"

"Don't be so reluctant to leave, we'll be back!"

When Wu Zhangkong heard this, his eyes didn't show much emotion; he simply spoke calmly.

"In that case... Xie Xie will run five hundred laps with the weights on his back later."

"If you can't finish the run, I'll go and tell Teacher Liang Xiaoyu that you don't need to go. You can stay here with me, so I won't miss you."

Xie Xie's smile froze instantly, and then he burst into a wail, sliding to his knees as he spoke.

"No, no, no! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

"Teacher Wu, please spare me!"

Wu Zhangkong ignored Xie Xie, that clown, and simply turned around and walked towards the door before continuing to speak.

"You guys keep up."

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly followed.

Although they didn't know what they were going to do next, judging from Wu Zhangkong's appearance, he probably had something important to tell them.

Wu Zhangkong led everyone through the corridor to a room containing Virtual Pod.

He stopped and turned to look at everyone before slowly speaking.

"You all go inside now."

Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't ask any questions and each found a Virtual Pod and lay down inside.

As Ning Rongrong lay down in the Virtual Pod, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Am I going to have to play another match?"

A moment later, everyone's consciousness entered a huge Virtual Space.

The space looked like a huge arena, with stands of varying heights surrounding it and a wide Arena in the center.

Ning Rongrong stood on the Arena, looking around in a daze. The others had similarly bewildered expressions; they had just finished their fight yesterday.

Wu Zhangkong's figure slowly appeared at the edge of the Arena, and then he spoke to the crowd.

"Next, someone will come here to spar with you."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xie instinctively put his hands behind his head, a nonchalant smile on his face, and then spoke.

"Could it be Tang Hao and that Liu Erlong? If it's those two, we're tired of fighting them. By the way, Teacher Wu, are you planning to send out a nine-ringed fighter to fight us this time?"

They've always known that Tang Hao has a ninth-ring stage, but they've never fought him. Now, is Wu Zhangkong planning to let them fulfill their dream?

Before they go to become disciples, let them properly practice their skills against Tang Hao has nine rings.

Upon hearing Xie Xie's words, everyone's expressions became serious.

After all, if Tang Hao from the Ninth Ring were to really fight, they would have a very tough time; it's no joke.

Wu Zhangkong shook his head and continued speaking.

"This time it's not them; your opponents should be arriving soon."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze quickly fell upon the suddenly appearing pillar of light. As the first pillar of light dissipated, a tall, handsome young man of about seventeen years old appeared before them.

Looking at him, doesn't he look exactly like Tang Wulin? Only a larger version of Tang Wulin, what's going on?