Two days later.
Eastsea Academy, Zero Class.
"Teacher Lu, Teacher Wu, everyone!"
"After President Jiang's thorough investigation, Zero Class will be welcoming a new student with a special talent today."
Long Hengxu led Tang Wulin over, his expression cordial as he looked at the class and said with a smile.
"Come on, introduce yourself to everyone."
He lowered his head to look at him and spoke.
"Yes!"
"Um..."
"Hello, everyone. I'm Tang Wulin. My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my cultivation is at level fourteen, though I'm almost level fifteen. My specialty is forging. It's nice to meet you all!"
Tang Wulin's face was filled with undisguised excitement. His gaze swept over every person in the classroom as he spoke with a smile.
His smile was impossible to hide.
Just two and a half minutes before arriving in Zero Class, he had still been sitting quietly in Class Five, waiting for the day's lessons. He truly had not expected that he would actually become a new student of Zero Class!
In his eyes, the odds of this happening were no lower than his chances of becoming a Titled Douluo!
Forging really was useful!
"Old Tang, I really did it!"
At that moment, he could not help saying inwardly.
"Of course you did, Wulin."
"I admit that I was blind before. The leadership at Eastsea Academy has good judgment after all. They saw your effort and sweat, especially your status as a third-rank forger..."
Tang San was in a fine mood as well, and the weight in his heart finally lifted. What he had feared most was that his son would fail to get admitted.
It was no exaggeration to say that he had even considered using divine power to send the academy leaders a dream from a god,