Last night's challenge had left a deep impression on Wu Changkong.
The five-person team had relied on exquisite coordination and an information gap to briefly restrain him.
This had already proven that the restriction of the Three-Ring Realm, with only two soul skills allowed, no longer provided them with enough training pressure.
From that day onward, the difficulty of their daily training was directly raised.
Wu Changkong loosened the restrictions, allowing himself to use all three soul skills of the Three-Ring Realm during combat drills.
Chen An and Tang Wuling could still withstand attacks head-on.
But Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan did not have it so easy.
The Eastsea Academy infirmary had practically become their regular haunt during training, with the group often seen coming and going.
After several days, Xu Xiaoyan integrated into the team far faster than anyone had expected.
She was clever and exceptionally good at coordinating with her teammates. Her lively, adorable personality formed a sharp contrast with the quiet, reserved Gu Yue.
During breaks, everyone often took her out to scour the streets and alleys of Eastsea City for all kinds of delicious food, and they quickly grew close.
Day after day of training and shared meals, Chen An's Soul Power quietly reached level 39 with their company.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
The team's cultivation levels were: Xu Xiaoyan at level 18, Tang Wuling at level 19, Gu Yue at level 22, and Xie Xie at level 24.
Chen An only claimed publicly that he was at level 23.
Class Zero's Soul Power Levels looked like a fluctuating Wi-Fi signal.
That day, Wu Changkong stood before the classroom podium, his cool voice ringing out.
"Tomorrow, we leave for Skysea City. Pack your things and be prepared."
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