Class, Wu Zhangkong Personally Tests Them

Eastsea Academy student cafeteria.

Tang Li had arrived rather early today. Tang Wulin's side was not surrounded by too many people yet; only a slender, familiar figure sat across from Tang Wulin.

Tang Li went to the Class A counter for breakfast, then walked over to Tang Wulin, who was completely absorbed in food, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Only then did he see that the person sitting opposite was Senior Ouyang Zixin, whom they had met at the registration point that day.

When Ouyang Zixin saw that it was Tang Li, she smiled and greeted him. Her sweet smile was incredibly soothing, and Tang Li smiled back. "Good morning, Senior."

Tang Wulin swept through a huge bowl of noodles like a whirlwind before finally raising her head and looking at Tang Li, only to catch him smiling as he greeted her senior.

Tang Wulin: o(￣ヘ￣o)

"Little Li, why did you get up so late? Get up earlier tomorrow and come running with me!"

"Sure." Since Tang Wulin had said so, Tang Li naturally had no objections. It was just a run. What was the big deal?

"Wulin, you two siblings are really close!"

Ouyang Zixin had been running on the track with Tang Wulin these past two days, and the two seemed to have gotten along rather well.

Tang Wulin picked up a bun and bit off half of it in one mouthful. After chewing a few times, she swallowed it directly. "Hehe, Little Li and I grew up together. Of course we're close."

Right after saying that, Tang Wulin suddenly remembered that Ouyang Zixin also exercised on the track every morning. Why had she called Tang Li over? It seemed she had done something stupid!

But it was too late to regret it now.

Tang Wulin: (ó﹏ò｡)

While this was happening, Tang Li had already finished his Class A meal and reminded her, "Wulin, hurry up. Today is Teacher Wu's first class. You don't want to be late for the very first class, do you?"

"I know, stop rushing me. I'm almost done eating too." Tang Wulin had arrived early and had already devoured more than ten Class B meals and five Class A meals. She was about eighty percent full.

"Teacher Wu? Wu Zhangkong?"

Ouyang Zixin asked curiously. But she remembered that the academy's famously most handsome man taught Class Five of Year One. No matter how she looked at it, these younger students before her should not have been from Class Five.

"Mm, Teacher Wu. I heard he's the academy's strongest! Senior, you know him too?"

"How could I not? I remember Teacher Wu used to teach in the Advanced Division. He was transferred to the Intermediate Division because he beat up the Advanced Division's grade director. But his teaching ability is indeed exceptional. I heard he graduated from Shrek Academy!"

Ouyang Zixin was already a fifth-year student in the Intermediate Division, so naturally she knew more than freshmen like them.

"But I remember Teacher Wu teaches Class Five of Year One, right? With your cultivation, you two should be Class One students no matter what. Does Teacher Wu teach your class too?"

Ouyang Zixin still voiced her confusion. Tang Wulin's face reddened, and she lowered her head to attack the last two huge buns. Tang Li, on the other hand, answered without caring, "The day we registered, we beat up our roommates, so the grade director transferred us to Class Five. Going by what you said, Senior, that might have been a blessing in disguise."

"Um, Senior Ouyang, we'll be going now. See you!"

Tang Wulin finished the buns in a few bites, said goodbye to Ouyang Zixin, and pulled Tang Li toward the cafeteria exit.

Only Ouyang Zixin remained, her eyes curved in a smile. She felt that Tang Wulin and her brother were simply far too interesting!

Teaching building, Class Five of Year One.

Tang Wulin pulled Tang Li back to their seats, then flopped onto the desk in a huff, presenting the back of her head to him.

Tang Li was completely baffled and had no idea what had happened. Faced with behavior he could not understand, he could only let it be.

When the class bell rang, Tang Wulin still had not heard Tang Li ask her why. She was about to die of anger, so she raised her head and shot him a fierce glare.

Tang Li found it utterly inexplicable.

Fortunately, Wu Zhangkong entered the classroom right as the bell rang. In his usual cold, stern tone, he said, "Starting today, classes officially begin. I will personally guide most of your lessons. Now, everyone stand!"

All the students swiftly rose to their feet. Wu Zhangkong put his hands in his pockets and headed outside. "Follow me."

With no one managing them, the freshmen followed messily behind Wu Zhangkong. They looked like a disorderly crowd, but no one dared make a sound.

Wu Zhangkong led them all the way to the training field. "Stand in rows of two."

Tang Wulin pulled Tang Li to stand beside her. When Tang Li looked at her, Tang Wulin reluctantly turned her face away, leaving him unsure of what to say.

Once they were properly arranged, Wu Zhangkong said in a deep voice, "The first class today is a display of strength. Next, we will proceed directly to actual combat. Single-elimination format. Let me see what you're capable of."

At that moment, a female student raised her hand and timidly asked, "Teacher, I'm a support-type Soul Master. Do I have to participate in this practical combat too?"

"In battle, do you think others will spare you just because you are a support-type Soul Master? Tang Li, come out. I'll serve as your examiner and set an example for them!"

Wu Zhangkong's words were severe. After reprimanding that female student, he directly called Tang Li out for a spar.

Who was Tang Li? Would he be afraid of this? Bring it on! He was merely a Soul Di, while Tang Li was a Soul Elder. Why should he avoid his edge?

Under the astonished gazes of the students, Tang Li stepped out of formation and stood before Wu Zhangkong.

"Teacher Wu, shall we begin directly?"

"You attack first. Let me see your strength."

The moment he finished speaking, all three of Tang Li's Soul Rings lit up. Blood and qi weakening, mental chaos, and Soul-Refining Bind descended upon Wu Zhangkong simultaneously.

Wu Zhangkong possessed incredibly rich combat experience. The instant those negative effects landed on him, he prepared to retreat. But how fast was the Soul-Refining Bind released by Tang Li's Second Soul Skill?

Wu Zhangkong failed to dodge in time and was directly bound. The enormous disparity in Soul Power meant Tang Li could not completely strip away Wu Zhangkong's Martial Soul; he could only seal and refine it.

By the time Soul Power circulated around Wu Zhangkong's body and icy sword qi burst outward to shatter the chains, his Martial Soul had already been refined by Tang Li.

After breaking free of the chains, Wu Zhangkong felt weakened in every aspect. With part of his Martial Soul sealed, the Soul Power he could wield had been directly reduced to Level Fifty, and he could only use his first three Soul Skills.

Wu Zhangkong secretly marveled at this, though outwardly he remained as impassive as ever. Using Spiritual Power, he condensed the Heavenly Frost Sword and pointed it at Tang Li with one hand.

But to his surprise, blue-gold light flowed in Tang Li's hand and transformed into a Heavenly Frost Sword identical to Wu Zhangkong's Martial Soul.

The Demon-Sealing Pot descended upside down above his head, its opening facing Tang Li as it continuously poured incomparably pure spiritual energy from the Pot World into Tang Li and the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand.

Tang Li's body had limited endurance, but a Martial Soul's endurance was far greater. Even if it burst from overload, it was only a refined copy. He could create another at any time.

The Heavenly Frost Sword, having gathered an immense amount of Soul Power transformed from spiritual energy, radiated terrifying frost energy. Tang Wulin raised her hand and swung her sword. Frost Mark from Wu Zhangkong's First Soul Skill condensed upon the blade and shot straight toward its true owner.

Wu Zhangkong's expression froze. He knew that some Soul Skills could copy Martial Souls and even Soul Skills, but the power of this move was completely wrong! In his current state, even he might not be able to unleash such a powerful attack.

But Wu Zhangkong's foundation was there. With a flick of his blade, he diverted the Frost Mark sword qi, only for a savage Frost Mark storm like a frigid tide to follow!

After Tang Li activated his Third Soul Skill, his Soul Power would not run dry before his Spiritual Power could no longer support keeping the Pot World open!

In other words, he had plenty of strength and methods to wear down Wu Zhangkong, this treasured sword named after heavenly frost!