The Skysea Alliance Grand Competition, Typhoon Approaches

By evening, Xu Yue had received Guang Biao's apology gift. The matter could be considered settled.

However, its aftermath continued to ferment.

At the same time.

Xu Yue's name had completely spread throughout Eastsea Academy amid this turmoil, even reaching the ears of Principal Yu Zhen.

Principal's office.

Long Hengxu recounted what had happened that day, then looked at Yu Zhen with an excited expression.

"Principal, that was the general course of events."

"Good! Excellent!" Yu Zhen burst into laughter. "I never thought Eastsea Academy could produce such a prodigy."

"Yes, Principal!" Long Hengxu was equally delighted. "With student Xu Yue, Eastsea Academy will definitely sweep away the decline of previous years in this Skysea Alliance tournament."

Speaking of the Skysea Alliance tournament.

It had always been a sore spot for Eastsea City.

Though it was the largest city in the Skysea Alliance after Skysea City, it had consistently ranked near the bottom in previous competitions.

This.

Had left Eastsea Academy, Eastsea City's foremost institution of higher learning, in an awkward position.

"Haha..." Yu Zhen said with a smile, "Of course."

"But this year's Skysea Alliance tournament differs from previous years. Eastsea Academy may even be able to rise to a new level."

"Hm?" Long Hengxu froze. "Principal, are there changes to this year's alliance tournament?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Yu Zhen kept him in suspense. "Oh, right. As for Zero Class, formally launch it once the promotion matches are over. Wu Zhangkong will be in charge."

"Yes, Principal! I'll notify them shortly."

Yu Zhen nodded, then suddenly asked, "How many levels do you think student Xu Yue can break through before the Skysea Alliance tournament? Can he advance to Soul Sect?"

"Soul Sect?" Long Hengxu shook his head. "Not likely. Judging from his condition today, he should be at the peak of Rank 35."

"Even if we provide him with every available resource, at most we can help student Xu Yue reach Rank 37 before the Skysea Alliance tournament."

As he said this, Long Hengxu was rather puzzled. "Principal, even if he doesn't reach Soul Sect, with student Xu Yue's strength, he'll still sweep through the youth division."

"It's nothing. I was just asking."

Yu Zhen smiled without explaining.

After Long Hengxu left, he took out his communicator and dialed a number. In an instant, his tone turned sorrowful.

"Old leader..."

"What?!" An angry voice came from the other end. "I know about it. The Federation military actually dared to do something like this? Utter nonsense."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yu Zhen's face.

Anyone dared to swagger into Eastsea Academy and throw their weight around. Did they really think this old man had no temper?

"Oh, right, old leader, there's one more matter."

"Regarding Shrek's exhibition match at this year's Skysea Alliance tournament, I have a suggestion. What do you think of this..."

Over the following days.

New Student Class Five continued its unstoppable run, defeating New Student Class Three and New Student Class Two in succession.

This was perfectly normal. Students with potential had all been selected for Class One, while the remaining four classes were not much different overall.

And this year's New Student Class Five had an overpowered monster like Gu Yue, along with Tang Wulin. Winning the matches was only natural.

It would have been abnormal if they lost.

Although several homeroom teachers were extremely dissatisfied, believing that New Student Class Five had won solely because of Gu Yue, a Grand Soul Master student with a thousand-year soul ring.

No matter what, the results had already been decided and would not be changed. Next came the match between Class One and Class Five.

Because of Xu Yue, coupled with Gu Yue.

It was no longer just the first-years watching this match. Students from other grades were also paying attention, and everyone awaited the outcome.

However.

An announcement shattered their anticipation.

"Attention, teachers and students!"

"An emergency notice will now be broadcast!"

"According to the meteorological department, a powerful typhoon will strike tonight, with its effects expected to last for one week."

"During this typhoon, classes will be suspended. All students are requested to await further notice and not leave the academy without permission."

"Additionally, all of today's promotion matches will be postponed in accordance with the typhoon's duration. Further arrangements will be made depending on the circumstances!"

The announcement did not cause much of a stir among the students or teachers.

As a coastal city, Eastsea City was hit by typhoons every year, and everyone had long since grown used to it.

Inside Mang Tian's workshop.

Tang Wulin stared blankly at the thousand-forged metal he had just hammered into shape.

His parents' departure had dealt him a severe blow. Coupled with the effects of the Golden Dragon King's seal, he did not know what to do.

"Old Tang, what do you think I should do?"

Seeing Tang Wulin like this, Tang San felt a surge of irritation. It seemed Tang Ziran and Lang Yue had truly left an indelible mark on his heart.

"Sigh! If you want to find your parents, you must become stronger." Tang San sighed. "With your strength alone, it'll be impossible to gather a million Federation credits in a short time."

"..." Tang Wulin fell silent.

"Do you remember what I told you?" Tang San asked. "Go find your teacher, Wu Zhangkong. He can help you."

"But... the Tang Sect..." Tang Wulin hesitated. "Dad and Mom were taken away by a mysterious organization. Is the Tang Sect really as good as the legends say?"

"Do you think I'd harm you?" Tang San asked with a laugh.

"...Th-that wouldn't happen..." Tang Wulin hurriedly shook his head. "But how am I supposed to make Teacher Wu believe me?"

"And didn't you tell me not to reveal the secrets inside my body to anyone else?"

"Don't worry. Just do as I say."

Tang San was completely confident. With his help from behind the scenes, joining the Tang Sect would be easy.

Hearing Tang San speak with such certainty.

Tang Wulin's gaze gradually hardened with resolve. He took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I'll listen to you!"

Since there was only one path before him, why should he hesitate any longer?

Wu Zhangkong's dormitory.

"The Golden Dragon, ancestor of strength." Wu Zhangkong gazed at Tang Wulin, who sat uneasily in a chair. "No wonder your strength and forging skills improved so quickly."

"With that, everything can be explained."

"Since you've decided to join the Tang Sect, I won't stand by and ignore your situation." Wu Zhangkong said solemnly.

"Do you know any details about your parents being taken away? Do you know which organization did it?"

"I don't..." Tang Wulin shook his head, his expression dim.

Seeing him like this, Wu Zhangkong shook his head. "In that case, wait here for a moment. I'll soon help you find the spirit fruit you need."

"Thank you, Teacher Wu!" Tang Wulin said gratefully.

"You don't need to thank me." Wu Zhangkong replied calmly. "If you really want to thank me, then bring me victory in the promotion match."

Just as Wu Zhangkong left the teachers' dormitory.

Amid the increasingly fierce winds, another person also left Eastsea Academy and headed toward the shore.