Xie Xie's Loose Tongue

None of them spoke, but they had all assumed that was the case. Clearly, they thought there was nothing wrong with it.

Wu Zhangkong nodded.

"Since that's the case, Xie Xie and Tang Wulin, attack me together. I won't use my Martial Soul or soul skills, and I'll suppress my Soul Power to around level thirteen."

"You may use your Martial Souls. Let's see whether you can defeat me."

As he spoke, Wu Zhangkong turned and picked up a teaching whip from the podium.

For some reason, the moment he heard Wu Zhangkong call his name, Xie Xie had a bad feeling.

Xiling, on the other hand, was somewhat surprised. He had actually not been called. That was rather rare.

Then he looked at Xie Xie and instantly understood. He immediately pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds and started munching on them.

"Xie Xie, Xie Xie. Sooner or later, that mouth of yours is going to get you beaten."

Tang Wulin and Xie Xie exchanged a glance. The latter approached Tang Wulin with a miserable expression, keeping his distance from Wu Zhangkong as he released his Martial Soul.

"Come." Wu Zhangkong casually waved the teaching whip in his hand.

Tang Wulin made the first move. He charged forward with the Thousand-Forged Tungsten Steel Hammer while urging Blue Silver Grass to surge at Wu Zhangkong from all directions.

Xie Xie circled around to Wu Zhangkong's side, the Light Dragon Dagger in his hand gleaming coldly as he waited for the right moment to strike.

He refused to believe that, with Wu Zhangkong suppressing himself to this extent, he and Tang Wulin still could not beat him.

They had trained together for several months, and their coordination had already become remarkably seamless.

Wu Zhangkong stood still, merely raising his right hand and giving it a flick.

Sshk—!

A crisp tearing sound rang out.

The Blue Silver Grass spreading toward him was like paper beneath Wu Zhangkong's teaching whip, instantly sliced apart with clean cuts. The severed vines fell one after another to the ground.

Tang Wulin's heart jolted. His Blue Silver Grass was extremely resilient. Even ordinary Soul Masters using Soul Power to tear at it could not break it so easily, yet Wu Zhangkong had done so with nothing more than a casual swing!

Though shocked, he reacted at once. Gripping the Thousand-Forged Tungsten Steel Hammer tightly, he borrowed the momentum of his charge and lunged forward, the heavy hammer smashing toward Wu Zhangkong's face with a deep, fierce gust of wind.

Xie Xie seized that fleeting opening from the side, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes!

This was the moment he had been waiting for!

Taking advantage of the instant Tang Wulin held Wu Zhangkong's attention from the front, Xie Xie's body flashed forward. His Light Dragon Dagger shot from a blind spot, stabbing viciously toward the vulnerable spot at Wu Zhangkong's waist. The movement was swift and ruthless—a perfect sneak attack.

In his eyes, Teacher Wu had suppressed his Soul Power to level thirteen and was not using his Martial Soul or soul skills. This sneak attack was certain to land!

Yet, just as the Light Dragon Dagger came within a hair's breadth of Wu Zhangkong's clothes, the seemingly weightless teaching whip suddenly swept across!

Crack!!

A sharp, piercing lash exploded through the classroom!

Without even turning his head, Wu Zhangkong flicked his wrist. The teaching whip moved so fast it left only an afterimage, striking Xie Xie's ambushing wrist with absolute precision.

A burst of intense pain exploded up his arm!

Xie Xie felt as though his wrist had been shattered by the lash. The piercing pain shot straight to his head, his entire arm instantly going numb. The Light Dragon Dagger slipped from his hand with a clang, flying away and crashing to the floor!

He let out a muffled groan of pain, his body losing balance before he could steady his staggering footing.

Wu Zhangkong's indifferent gaze swept toward him. The teaching whip snapped back with the motion, followed by an even fiercer strike!

Crack!

This lash landed squarely across Xie Xie's back!

It sent him pitching forward for several meters before he slammed heavily into the ground.

Xie Xie felt his chest tighten as his blood churned. The pain made him bare his teeth, and tears nearly burst from his eyes.

The entire exchange had flowed as smoothly as water. Two lashes had directly stripped Xie Xie of all fighting ability!

From beginning to end, Wu Zhangkong had not moved a single step. He had not even spared Xie Xie a second glance.

After dealing with Xie Xie's sneak attack, he turned his wrist and precisely snapped the slender teaching whip against the handle of the Thousand-Forged Tungsten Steel Hammer.

A crisp crack rang out.

Tang Wulin felt the arm holding his hammer suddenly go numb. The heavy Tungsten-Steel Hammer instantly flew from his grasp and smashed heavily to the ground.

His all-out charging assault had been effortlessly dismantled by a single lash.

Before Tang Wulin could react, Wu Zhangkong lightly lifted his wrist. The teaching whip swept sideways, delivering another clean, decisive strike against his forearm.

It was not particularly vicious, but it carried tremendous force. Tang Wulin's arm curled up from the blow, and all his moves instantly fell apart, leaving him unable to continue attacking.

In just over ten seconds, the two of them had been completely crushed in their joint pincer attack, both losing their ability to fight.

Throughout it all, Wu Zhangkong had not moved his feet. With only a teaching whip, he had easily overwhelmed two Soul Masters who had activated their Martial Souls.

Lying on the ground, Xie Xie's back burned with pain while his wrist remained numb. He could not recover for a long while, his face full of grievance.

He had never imagined that Wu Zhangkong, while suppressing his level and not using his Martial Soul or soul skills, could beat him into complete helplessness with just a whip.

And he had struck so hard. Xie Xie had every reason to suspect that Wu Zhangkong was taking revenge on him.

The room fell silent. Everyone was stunned by Wu Zhangkong's display.

At the back, Xiling watched the show while cracking sunflower seeds, secretly amused.

Sure enough, Xie Xie and his loose tongue were bound to earn him a lesson from the whip sooner or later.

Next, it was Gu Yue and the others' turn. By the end of the day, the five people besides Xiling had been whipped until they had no temper left, though the improvements were plain to see.

This was what they called pain and happiness together, right?

Over the next ten days or so, Zero Class was constantly filled with miserable screams. They had no desire whatsoever to experience being beaten up by both Xiling and Wu Zhangkong.

The only one who had it somewhat better was Gu Yue. Since she was a girl, Wu Zhangkong always held back a little when training her.

But Xiling was different. When it came to training, he truly went all out! He showed no regard for whether someone was male or female; fairness was his only principle.

This made Gu Yue's gaze toward Xiling brim with resentment. In the eyes of this reincarnated God King, was there really no such thing as cherishing a delicate flower?

The others could only shake their heads and sigh at the sight. After spending so much time together, anyone with eyes could tell that Gu Yue liked Xiling.

But Xiling was like a block of wood, completely oblivious. It made them feel there was no hope for him.

Sure enough, no one could be perfect. Just as Xiling's strength was utterly disproportionate to his emotional intelligence.

Early that morning, Wu Zhangkong entered the classroom with good news. "Today, you'll undergo a series of physical tests. Combat training will be suspended for one class."

The members of Zero Class immediately cheered. Everyone was happy to avoid getting beaten.

Wu Zhangkong led the six of them into a room brimming with a sense of technology. Upon entering, they felt as though they had stepped into another world.

One unfamiliar instrument after another stood before them.

"We'll begin with a Mental Power test. Xie Xie, you're first." Wu Zhangkong picked up a form and prepared to record the results.

Compared to his previous test, Xie Xie's Mental Power had increased by two points, reaching thirty-one.

Then came Wang Jinxi—eighteen points. It was truly nothing worth looking at.

"Wang Jinxi, you need to work hard to improve your Mental Power. Otherwise, you won't be able to fuse with more Soul Spirits in the future," Wu Zhangkong said.

After that came Zhang Yangzi, with forty-one points of Mental Power; Tang Wulin had sixty-six, and Gu Yue had one hundred and fifty-three.

The results of the last two immediately left Xie Xie and the other two dumbfounded. Seriously, did you two take some kind of drug? How could this be so ridiculous?